Boom!
Lightning Tribulation covered the sky. The Ancestor Sacrificial Spirit bore an immense burden of Cause and Effect alone. Countless tribulations descended upon him, and undying light erupted.
The Immortal Monk King blazed with Zen light. Golden radiance spread, purifying the darkness spilling from the rift. The True Dragon roared, its cry piercing the nine heavens as it met several peerless foes.
"Look. There's little time left. In what remains, you'll witness the fall of the Immortal Ancient Era, the enemies you're about to face, and perhaps even the Great Purge!" Immortal King Wuzhong said gravely.
As he finished speaking, the two of them felt the distance between themselves and this place grow vast beyond measure.
With a whoosh, Immortal King Wuzhong sent them to the ground. There, they saw endless black fog spreading and countless prodigies dying.
The Immortal Realm, once peaceful and solemn, now rang with cries of battle. Despair spread, and baleful energy surged into the sky.
The bright sky turned to dusk. The land once veiled in white mist was swallowed by a red haze of blood and bone.
The South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest, once a clear expanse of blue, was now filled with countless corpses and stained red with blood.
In moments, that peaceful Pure Land was defiled, turned ash gray and dark red. It was the Twilight of the Gods, and battle cries shook the heavens.
The two knew this had already happened. But when they saw a powerful enemy kill a young Supreme who had cultivated three strands of immortal energy with a single finger, they still could not hold back.
They struck with all their might, blasting at the sky, but it was useless. They could change nothing.
"Why? Why does it still hurt when I know they can be revived