Hongjun reminded Tongtian once again.
"The Tribulation is approaching. If you do not choose, Calamity Qi will spread on its own."
In other words, if they did not choose, everyone would suffer.
Tongtian did not care in the slightest.
"Then let it spread. It's not like the Prehistoric World has never been in chaos before."
With him around, how could it possibly harm their own people?
Yuanshi gave Tongtian a cold glance.
Third Brother's mind was as simple as ever.
Tongtian lowered his crossed leg, but his mouth did not close.
"Second Brother, don't glare at me. I'm telling the truth..."
"Shut up. Stop embarrassing yourself."
Tongtian was unconvinced. He turned and changed his posture, curling one leg onto the chair while letting the other hang down, the tip of his boot tapping against the floor as it swung back and forth.
He muttered under his breath in dissatisfaction.
Nuwa alone had not spoken from beginning to end. Now, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Hongjun.
"Dao Ancestor says the Earth Immortal Realm has rotted away. May we see it with our own eyes?"
"Words alone are not proof.
"Must we cast hundreds of millions of living beings into the fires of calamity based on a single sentence from the Dao Ancestor?"
Hongjun glanced at Nuwa, raised a hand, and drew an arc through the air.
An enormous Water Mirror unfolded in the middle of the hall, revealing the Earth Immortal Realm within it.
The Earth Immortal Realm was filled with wars among mortals.
Cities had been destroyed, farmlands reduced to scorched earth, refugees lay collapsed by the roadside, and only masses of starved corpses remained.
Everyone's expressions darkened. Tongtian stopped muttering as well, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the edge of his chair while the careless look on