With a cold snort, the man in gray muttered, "The first Cosmic Calamity was the weakest of all the Cosmic Calamities I know of. Its destructive power was at least ten billion times weaker than the Cosmic Calamity we endured last time! My dear children, not a hundred times, not a million times, but ten billion times!"
A faint dark-green ghostly gleam spilled from his eyes as he stared at Lin Guxing and the others. The man in gray sighed softly. "Ten billion times! That was why the Origin Realm of that Cosmic Calamity suffered such grievous damage, why its Origin Realm Core was shattered so badly! And that was why I had my chance!"
After a few strange chuckles, the images on the light screen began to shift again, while the man in gray resumed his explanation.
On the light screen, a tiny singularity—one that could not be measured by volume or weight, for which time and space did not exist—suddenly exploded. In an instant, light crossed a journey that would have taken hundreds of millions of years at ordinary light speed. A brand-new universe was born, expanding violently in all directions. With the birth of the universe, newborn laws erupted like a gushing well. These chains of laws fused with the vast creative force produced at the universe's birth, and in an instant, countless powerful primordial lifeforms appeared.
A vibrant new universe began its own evolution and development along the path decreed by the ancient laws of the cosmos.
Those primordial creatures began to develop their own races. They multiplied among the stars, in the void, and within nebulae, bearing children and raising families. In just a few tens of thousands of years, they had built civilizations of dazzling brilliance!
But a terrifying "demon"—well, to the primordial races