Jin'ao Island, Penglai Immortal Island.
Qin Mu was sitting beneath the Enlightenment Tree, leisurely sipping fragrant tea.
Everything that had happened in Western Qi and the Blood Sea lay within the scope of his divine sense.
Duobao's domineering intervention, Randeng's miserable state, and the involvement of the Two Saints of the West—he had seen it all. Everything was under control.
As for the Two Saints of the West going to trouble Minghe, he had not paid it much mind at first.
In his view, they were merely two gamblers who had lost their heads, making one final struggle.
With Minghe's home-field advantage in the Blood Sea, even if he could not win, protecting himself would be more than enough.
However, at that very moment.
When the "Epoch Anchor" activated, when the "Land of Daofall" engulfed the Blood Sea—
Qin Mu's hand holding the teacup abruptly froze.
The leisure and ease vanished from his face without a trace, replaced by unprecedented gravity.
"This aura..."
He sensed it!
That power from beyond the epoch, filled with the meaning of "ending" and "destruction," belonging neither to the Primordial Wilderness nor the Heavenly Dao!
Almost at the same time.
Two messages flooded into his mind in quick succession.
One was an urgent transmission from Empress Pingxin, filled with fury and alarm.
The other was Minghe's intermittent cry for help, filled with despair and agony... a final plea before death!
"Senior Brother... save... Western... strange..."
Crack!
The teacup in Qin Mu's hand shattered into powder.
A killing intent, icy beyond measure and terrifying enough to freeze space and time, erupted from him with a bang!
In an instant, all fell silent across Penglai Immortal Island. Flowers withered, beasts cowered, and the entire island seemed to plunge into an icy abyss!
Qin Mu slowly rose to