This, is the Primordial World's most glorious, and most brutal era.

After Wanda finished reading the copy about Long Zang, she fell into a daze.

She kept questioning herself: Who am I? What am I doing? How could the future me have ended up in such a state?

That day, she was almost in a fog, her mind stuffed with mist, as if she were on the verge of collapse.

The Great Desolation World.

Long Zang's gaze was deep, and as his eyes shifted, endless worlds were born and extinguished within his sight.

Suddenly, his heart stirred, and he looked up toward the Immortal Volcano in the Southern Region.

There, some kind of unusual aura was present, worthy of his personal intervention.

Crossing the boundless void, he appeared directly before the Immortal Volcano.

When Yuan Huang saw Long Zang, she finally let out a faint sigh of relief.

For some reason, as long as Long Zang was by her side, she felt that no matter how great the problem, it was nothing.

"What happened?" Long Zang's voice was calm, yet carried a sense of pressure.

Yuan Huang did not answer immediately, but said softly, "Follow me."

She led Long Zang into a sealed small world.

In the small world, demonic flames raged to the heavens, and Dark Crows screeched.

Terrifying ferocious birds dwelled within, their eyes burning with dark flames.

At the forefront, a Fallen True Phoenix spread its wings and lunged directly at Yuan Huang!

Black Phoenix Flame poured down, igniting even patches of worlds into a boundless sea of fire.

This scene was utterly inconceivable.

Yuan Huang was the ancestor of the Phoenix Clan, the Supreme who ruled the clan, yet this True Phoenix dared to attack her so fiercely.

Under normal circumstances, this was impossible!

But now, it was happening right before their eyes.

Long Zang's gaze turned cold, and he reached out with a hand.

The Fallen True Phoenix was instantly suppressed, and the violent Phoenix Flame in the heavens and earth calmed in an instant.

He stared at this demonized True Phoenix, his voice flat: "When did this happen?"

"In the last few hundred thousand years," Yuan Huang replied slowly.

She looked at the True Phoenix's blood-red eyes, her heart heavy.

That divine bird, once a symbol of peace and good omens, was now nothing but brutality and slaughter.

Long Zang's brow furrowed, and he said coldly, "Luohu's handiwork."

Golden patterns flickered in his eyes, piercing straight into the True Phoenix's body, where he saw a deep-rooted brand of Demonic Nature.

Yuan Huang's heart trembled slightly: "How did you recognize it?"

Long Zang said flatly, "This is his unique mark."

Yuan Huang's expression turned icy. She had originally thought the Karma accumulating on the Phoenix Clan's fortune was a trivial matter and hadn't paid it any mind.

But as the Karma grew, she became suspicious. Upon investigation, she discovered these demonized hidden agents.

If she had been contending for supremacy in the Great Desolation, slaughter would have been inevitable, and she would never have noticed that Karma.

But now, since the Phoenix Clan had not meddled in the great trends, this surplus cause and effect allowed her to detect the anomaly.

Long Zang looked at the group of demonized birds before him—not just Phoenixes, but also Roc, True Phoenix, and Luan Bird.

Most were at the Golden Immortal to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, and the strongest among them, the Fallen True Phoenix in his hand, had reached the Da Luo realm!

These had once been the backbone of the clan, the pillars of the future.

Now, they had all been corroded by Demonic Nature. To Yuan Huang, this was no different from digging up the foundation of her Phoenix Clan.

Long Zang said in a deep voice, "Luohu is hiding very deep. Finding him now is almost impossible."

Hearing this, Yuan Huang's heart grew even more troubled, her anger with nowhere to vent.

A monster like Luohu—she was neither skilled in deduction nor able to track him.

For now, she could only stay vigilant in secret and wait for an opportunity.

Long Zang continued, "Be more careful from now on. Luohu's hidden agents are not limited to these. What he plots is the entire Great Desolation."

Yuan Huang nodded, her gaze resolute: "I have already ordered the clan to heighten their vigilance."

She then looked back at the group of demonized birds and asked softly, "How should they be dealt with?"

Long Zang's eyes were cold, and he pondered for a moment: "Keep them for now. Let them live or die on their own. Perhaps, one day, they can break free from the shackles of Demonic Nature and forge a new path."

Hearing this, Yuan Huang let out a faint sigh of relief.

If there is still a shred of hope, it is always better than total annihilation.

After all, Demonic Nature is essentially just a kind of power—if one can control it, it may yet be transformed into a new path.

In some unknown darkness of the Great Desolation.

Luohu suddenly opened his eyes, his expression cold and sinister.

"Have I been discovered?"

His voice was low, a chilling light flickering in his gaze.

In truth, those hidden agents were merely small tricks he had casually deployed.

If they succeeded, they could drag the Phoenix Clan into the fray, forcing them to be embroiled in the struggles of the Great Desolation.

If they failed, there was no loss.

Thinking this, a cold smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. "The Great Desolation has been silent for too long... it's time for it to stir."

In the Great Desolation World.

Long Zang continued his secluded cultivation within the Phoenix Clan's small world, living a life that was plain yet sharp with hidden edges.

Sometimes he exchanged words with Yuan Huang, sometimes he meditated alone, as if cut off from the world.

But deep down, he knew... this tranquility could not last.

And today, that tranquility was finally shattered.

The void trembled. A colossal figure spanned heaven and earth, Yin Yang Two Qi surging, enveloping the entire Great Desolation.

A majestic voice, like the great bell of the Dao, resounded to the four poles:

"I am Ancestor Yin Yang! Today, I establish the Yin Yang Divine Dynasty, with the Taiji Diagram suppressing our destiny. Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

As his words fell, the Heavenly Dao rumbled, thunder exploded, acknowledging his oath.

Heaven's might descended, proclaiming to all beings: The Yin Yang Divine Dynasty was now established!

Long Zang slightly opened his eyes, calmly gazing at the Ancestor who stood tall between heaven and earth.

"Ancestor Yin Yang... a Da Luo Supreme Expert, wielding the supreme treasure Taiji Diagram, his strength no less than Ancestor Dragon, Yuan Huang, or First Kirin."

He sighed inwardly. The Taiji Diagram—this destined treasure of Laozi, one of the future Three Pure Ones—was still in Ancestor Yin Yang's hands.

But he also knew this glory would be fleeting, for Ancestor Yin Yang was fated to die in this calamity; otherwise, how could Hongjun obtain this supreme treasure?

And this was only the beginning.

"Ancestor Wu Xing! Establish the Five Elements Holy Land, with the Five Elements Flags suppressing our destiny. Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

"Ancestor Qian Kun! Establish the Qian Kun Divine Dynasty, with the Qiankun Cauldron suppressing our destiny. Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

"One of the Three Heavens, Azure Heaven! Establish the Heavenly Dao Alliance, with the Eye of Heavenly Punishment suppressing our destiny. Let the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

In a single day, countless ancient forces of the Great Desolation revealed themselves.

The Yin Yang Divine Dynasty, the Five Elements Holy Land, the Qian Kun Divine Dynasty, the Heavenly Dao Alliance... and countless other powers, great and small, all took root in the Great Desolation at once.

Heaven and earth roared. The wild, ancient world had truly come alive!

Within the Phoenix Clan's small world, Yuan Huang furrowed her brows, worry in her eyes. "Now, will the Phoenix Clan be affected?"

Long Zang's expression was calm, but his words brooked no doubt. "Yes."

His gaze deepened, and he added coldly, "This great calamity will be even more brutal than the Ferocious Beast Calamity. Because this time, what is involved is... the Spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao!"

Yuan Huang's heart trembled slightly.

She remembered Long Zang once saying that the Heavenly Dao was not complete and needed a spokesperson to make up for its flaws.

And that spokesperson meant whoever could decide the future Dao Lineage of the Great Desolation!

"If Luohu wins, the Great Desolation will walk the Demonic Dao. If Hongjun wins, the Great Desolation will walk the Immortal Dao."

Long Zang's voice was low, carrying a sharp, cold edge.

"This is a struggle of the great trend. No race can stand aloof. The Phoenix Clan is no exception!"

Yuan Huang was silent for a long time, but in the end, she nodded.

She understood that as the leader of the feathered tribes, the Phoenix Clan was destined to be swept into this cataclysm of the Great Desolation.

Long Zang gazed into the boundless void. Battle Intent erupted in his eyes, and his heart pounded fiercely.

In that moment, his blood seemed to boil as well.

"In the struggle of the great trend, no one can stand apart."

"This is the most glorious—and the most brutal—era of the Great Desolation."