The Human Emperor's Confidence! The Great Calamity? Nothing but a Funeral for Upper Realm Giants

Stone Village, beneath the Willow Tree.

A gentle breeze swept past, lifting a few crystalline willow leaves and scattering specks of light.

Ye Xuan sat on the Stone Chair, idly turning a simple, ancient Tea Cup in his hands.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, then abruptly opened them.

In that instant, Chaos Qi swirled in his once-deep pupils, and his Double Pupils manifested. It was as if a River of Time were surging through his eyes.

His gaze pierced layer upon layer of void, crossed the barriers of the Eight Lower Realms, and reached the distant Three Thousand Dao Provinces.

There, he saw a murderous aura hanging over everything. He saw countless ancient war chariots rumbling, and more than a dozen figures radiating the might of Supremes crossing over, their killing intent powerful enough to freeze the ages.

"Heh."

Ye Xuan's lips curled into a knowing smile as he set down his Tea Cup.

"Teacher, fellow Daoists."

Ye Xuan's calm voice broke the quiet of the courtyard. "It seems those fellows in the Upper Realm can no longer sit still. They're preparing to bring down their so-called Great Calamity."

"The Great Calamity?"

The True Phoenix Woman in her Five-Colored Feather Robe furrowed her brow.

Over the long years, she had either been in nirvana or maintaining the balance in the Void God Realm. She knew little about many changes in the outside world, especially this so-called "Great Calamity" targeting the Eight Lower Realms.

"What Great Calamity? Could the Foreign Territory be attacking the pass?" the True Phoenix Woman asked, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes.

"It's not the Foreign Territory."

Ye Xuan shook his head and looked at Qingyi, who was pouring tea beside him. "Qingyi, explain it to our seniors."

"Yes, Venerable One."

Qingyi set down the