The moment the words fell, the entire sky darkened abruptly.
A gigantic hand, as vast as a continent, appeared out of nowhere. It was lifelike, every crease in its palm clearly visible. Countless profound runes filled each crease and every line, crisscrossing as an indescribable pressure and terrifying aura surged forth, sweeping toward all the patriarchs of the eight sects present, as well as the two Taboo beings from You Su Fen.
The colossal palm pressed down, churning the drifting clouds and astral winds. In an instant, the sky roiled with wind and clouds, a thousand changes unfolding. An overwhelming sense of danger welled up in the hearts of every living being present.
In the depths of their souls, it seemed as though the heavens were collapsing and the land sinking beneath them, an unprecedented calamity bearing down.
Snow and rain howled through the air. The icy wind shrieked, and the heavy shadows surged like a raging tide, devouring everything.
From the upside-down throne, Calamity's voice remained calm and grand: "Chui Yu is no match for Pei Ling on the Immortal Path."
"Go stop him."
"I will hold back every other living being."
"The Immortal Path has reached its final moment. It must not be disturbed!"
On the throne beside Calamity, Death gave a slight nod. In an instant, white mist surged beneath the seat, rolling like a flood. Pair after pair of crimson eyes opened within it, and countless dead emerged with a surging tide of Yin Qi.
The dead came in every shape and kind, men and women, young and old. The only thing they shared was the seemingly boundless hatred and killing intent in their red eyes, directed at the living—so intense it nearly took on solid form.
Like the two Taboo beings, they hung upside down