Standing on the land purified by the Universal Radiance Light, Zhou Kai looked down over the ocean of filth.
Amid Fang Yue's madness and the restraints of Primordial Darkness, the concentration of mortal world filth in Central Province was appallingly high, and its sheer volume had reached an inconceivable level.
Apart from the area beneath Zhou Kai's feet, everything in Central Province seemed to have become part of the Yellow King.
The Yellow King had descended, defiling the Five Regions.
This was a sight that should never have appeared here and now.
If no one could restrain the Yellow King in his current state, Zhou Kai and the others would be fine. But the surviving beings of the Five Regions after the great calamity would no longer have even a chance to struggle-
In such a dire crisis, who would still care about them and be willing to help?
The orthodox and demonic cultivators, their minds clouded by calamity energy, unaware that the conflicts trapping them had been engineered by others?
No. They regarded mortals as worthless weeds and were far too weak-they neither could nor would resist such a catastrophe.
The Seventh Realm transcendents who had attained their paths through all manner of means, and the unconventional Seventh Realm beings who had done everything possible to escape reincarnation?
Not them either. They were still too weak, and too busy looking after themselves.
Across the Five Regions and the two lands at this moment, among the more than ten Seventh Realm powerhouses who might exist openly or in secret, only one had the ability and the willingness
to act for ordinary beings.
That was Zhou Kai, the Great Sun Universal Radiance Million-Army Fire Lord, standing at the edge of the Great Sun Divine Kingdom.
"Fang Yue, you've gone too far."