On the tenth floor of the Taichu Myriad Phenomena Tower, with Lingxi's complete execution, the bizarre balance that had endured for countless ages was shattered in an instant.
"Rumble—!!!"
The entire immense primordial divine tower began to shake violently. Countless pitch-black spatial rifts split open across the dome, while the once-indestructible Taichu divine stone peeled away inch by inch like fragile ice. Storms of destruction raged within the tower, as though they would grind everything here into nothingness the next second.
At this world-collapsing critical moment, Lord of Taichu, pierced through outside the tower by ninety-nine Black Chains, released an aged roar that shook the starry river.
"Source of World Suppression, protect!"
Lord of Taichu exhausted the last remnants of World-Guarding power within him, even burning his life source. It transformed into an ancient, weathered azure-gold curtain of light that forcibly pierced through the tower walls and tightly enveloped Chu Tian, Heaven Abyss Holy Son, Starry Son, and Xing Xuan on the tenth floor.
Under the protection of that light curtain, Chu Tian and the others felt the space currents capable of destroying heaven and earth around them forcibly cut off.
"Chu Tian, you did very well... That wretch Lingxi has finally been executed." Lord of Taichu's voice rang out in Chu Tian's sea of consciousness. It carried unconcealable weakness and exhaustion, but even more than that, the relief and gratification of a burden finally lifted.
As his voice faded, a tiny crack suddenly split open in the void. A strange stone no bigger than a fist, entirely gray and hazy in color yet radiating an inconceivable aura of the origin of all things and the beginning of Taichu, slowly drifted down before Chu Tian.
"This is... the Taichu Dao Stone?" Chu Tian's gaze sharpened as he reached out and