Above the firmament, amid a succession of deep, thunderous roars that echoed between earth and sky, a pitch-black continent wreathed in crimson flames was slowly falling.
The mountain gate of Taiming Sect, Void God Sun-Supporting Mountain, was so vast that it had risen from the Nether Sea of the Netherworld. Like a colossal Kunpeng soaring upon the clouds, it loomed over the entire Jiankong Mountain Range. Now, it was slowly emerging from the clouds.
Frenzied winds and compressed air crashed against the earth like a tangible tsunami, sweeping plains, cities, and mountain peaks away as though an invisible giant hand had brushed them aside. Even powerful martial artists had their robes whipped into a wild flurry, snapping in the wind. The sight was so dazzling it left them reeling, almost as if they were witnessing an illusion—
As though an ancient, grand war between immortals, gods, and Heavenly Demons, one found only in primordial legends and myths, were unfolding before their eyes.
No.
It was no illusion.
It was happening again.
Fragments broke away from the pitch-black Netherworld Continent, trailing long tails of blood-red flame as they pierced layer upon layer of dark clouds, lit up the sky, tore through the cloud cover, and crashed into the earth.
It was falling.
As if the heavens themselves were tipping over, collapsing.
At the foremost edge of the falling, tilting continent hung a pale, hollow mirror, as though it reflected the endless karma of the past and could shatter all illusions and sinful deeds.
Its light sought to destroy every "uncertain possibility" and confirm all that had "already happened."
That chilling radiance was like the eye of an ancient giant god, gazing down upon everything on earth.
[--Great Karma Reincarnation Three-Life Mirror--]
Its gaze and radiance did not illuminate the world. Instead,