The Ancestral Land of the Human God Dynasty. The Primordial Altar.
Deep in the boundless starry sky, ten thousand streams of Primordial Purple Qi surged above the altar like raging tides. Purple-gold radiance bathed the entire Human Race world in sacred majesty. At the center of the altar, Chu Tian sat cross-legged, surrounded by eight towering phantoms of supreme Daos.
"Phew—"
Chu Tian slowly opened his eyes. Five-colored divine light and Primordial Purple Qi intertwined fiercely in their depths, as though they held the ultimate mysteries of the universe's birth and destruction. He let out a long, turbid breath that instantly became a storm tearing through space.
He had emerged from seclusion. After devouring the five Creation Dharma Bodies and the Primordial Creation Origin, he had thoroughly consolidated his cultivation. It stood as firm as bedrock at the peak of the mid-Mythical Realm. Now, even without using a single trump card, his dark-gold body, forged through Proving the Dao with Force, was enough to tear apart an ordinary early-stage Creation Realm expert with his bare hands.
Yet not a trace of joy at his breakthrough showed on Chu Tian's resolute face.
He raised his head. His gold-and-black eyes seemed to pierce endless dimensions, gazing toward the collapsed Abyss in the Primordial Battlefield. At the instant he had finished cultivating, he had used the Hongmeng Heavenly Path to divine what lay ahead. A chilling vision had appeared in his sea of consciousness: boundless Jiemie Blackwater was devouring the passages between worlds at a frenzied pace. The Tribulation Lord's true body, asleep for countless epochs, was awakening far faster than anyone had expected!
"The Tribulation Lord's breathing can already seep into the laws of the present world... There really isn't much time left for the myriad worlds—or for the Human Race." Chu