Ominous Omen! No Longer Low-Key

Nuwa had just entered a meditative state when she suddenly opened her eyes, frowned, and looked towards the Chaos beyond the heavens.

She seemed to sense something amiss and silently gazed at the endless Chaos.

"Buzz... Boom!"

Suddenly, the earth shook as if a massive earthquake had occurred, and even Mount Yujing, where Nuwa was located, began to tremble.

The once calm Chaos suddenly erupted into a violent upheaval, boundless and limitless, surging everywhere that could be seen.

A faint, unsettling aura emanated from the Chaos.

The sky was pitch black, and from the depths of the dark void, a black river, resembling oil, flowed forth from the endless Chaos energy.

Black! Utterly black! It made everything lose its color, filled with the aura of evil.

In a short time, the outer heavens were covered by black air currents, forming an ocean.

These malevolent currents, like oil, corroded the space, the rules and order, and even polluted the air as soon as they appeared.

It's like pouring an ink waterfall into a clear lake.

"What is this thing? Chaos tremors, a black ocean, a disgusting aura..."

"Such an unusual phenomenon suggests the birth of something extremely ominous?"

"Could it be the Chaos Demon God? Aren't they all dead?"

This enormous commotion shocked countless powerful figures in the Primordial World. Many of them awoke from their seclusion, walked out of their caves or dojos, and their expressions immediately turned solemn upon seeing the scene beyond the heavens.

In the depths of my being, I sensed a bad premonition. This is an instinctive reaction for cultivators, and it is often a flash of inspiration.

"Chaos is surging, and the aura of evil is growing stronger. What is going on?"

"The Five Decays of Heaven and Man —I sense the signs of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man!"

Great Wind swept through the outer heavens, stirring up Chaos energy and forming pillars that churned the clouds.

This storm, like a cataclysmic event, affected the diverse worlds of the Primordial World era.

It evoked unpleasant memories for many powerful individuals.

Long ago, a white-haired demon stirred up the Primordial World, summoning a black, world-destroying storm that nearly Destruction everything.

Knock knock knock...

A series of sounds, like the whispers and chants of Ancient God, rang out. Their origin was unknown, but everyone knew that these strange sounds came from the Chaos.

It sounded like a heartbeat, footsteps, or even teeth grinding, thumping loudly in everyone's ears, quite eerie.

Some cultivators with weak cultivation and unwavering resolve felt their hands and feet were ice-cold, and every strand of their hair felt as if it weighed a billion pounds, as if their scalps were about to be torn off.

This is an instinctive reaction, a tremor from the depths of the soul.

They stared at the distant sky, dumbfounded, drenched in sweat, their mouths agape.

Primordial Myriad Dao Tree, the most outstanding and powerful beings of the Primordial World stood up, no longer interested in cultivation.

"An evil aura, what is being conceived in the Chaos?" Kong Xuan stood proudly, his imposing presence like a spear or a sword.

His expression was serious, his pupils flashing with Nine-Colored Divine Light, as if he wanted to see what was going on, but all he could see was Chaos energy.

All that could be seen was a black current of energy emanating from the Chaos, devouring and decaying everything in its path, including the very rules of heaven and earth.

"Heh heh... Just putting on a show. Even Chaos Demon God could be easily defeated by me!"

A loud laugh came from under the tree, and the withered and sinister-looking Mosquito Daoist said disdainfully.

He was exceptionally confident, thanks to his powerful cultivation. After tens of thousands of years of arduous training, he had already reached the Primordial Taiji realm.

He could take on a hundred Chaos Demon God with one hand, so what's there to be afraid of?

As soon as he finished speaking, to everyone's astonishment, Mosquito Daoist suddenly made his move, no longer keeping a low profile.

He felt obligated to take the lead and probe first.

A crimson hand, entwined with Primordial Violet Qi, resembled the hand of creation, and fiercely grasped towards the outer heavens, traversing endless time and space, and crossing millions of light-years.

The worlds along the way trembled, on the verge of collapse under this oppressive force.

"The Mosquito Daoist is indeed the Mosquito Daoist. He truly deserves to be the second supreme expert of Primordial Taiji after the Dao Venerable. His power is terrifying!"

"It's clear that his cultivation has improved again; he's incredibly strong!"

All the spirits were amazed and filled with admiration. Their hearts calmed down considerably. With such a powerful figure present, what could even three thousand demon gods do?

Boom...

Under the watchful eyes of the masses, the Hongmeng giant hand slammed towards the outer heavens, aiming to wipe away all the black energy currents.

A piercing sound rang out, like a red-hot iron block falling into water. A mighty, awe-inspiring hand slammed into the black ocean.

After splashing up huge waves, it actually began to dissolve, making a sizzling sound.

The giant hand vanished, melted and corroded away by the black ocean.

Silence!

The powerful figures who witnessed this scene were all so shocked that their scalps tingled and Ruomu.

Such a powerful palm strike couldn't even smooth out the black aura?

You haven't eaten, have you?

However, this was not the end. Although Mosquito Daoist's earth-shattering palm strike did not erase the black ocean, the towering waves it created poured down in a torrent.

It was as if the Milky Way had tilted and the celestial river had been severed, forming a dark cloud that covered the sky and pressed down, corroding everything in its path.

"Holy crap... this thing landed!"

"Quickly, drive it back!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

"..."

The group of powerful figures panicked. Just a moment ago they were praising Mosquito Daoist as awesome, but now, seeing the black aura descend, they glared angrily, wanting to bite him.

If they weren't outmatched and forced by the ferocity of the Mosquito Daoist, they would have already cursed him and his ancestors for eight generations.

"Attack together! We must not let him fall!" Fuxi shouted, and immediately pushed off with both hands. A Bagua pattern slowly rotated, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the sky and soared into the heavens.

Kong Xuan, Qiangliang, Queen Mother of the West, Qilin Child, Yang Jian, and other powerful beings of the Primordial Origin all attacked together, knowing full well the power of the black water; if it were to fall, it would corrode the earth.

Boom...

The raging magical power engulfed the sky, and all the powerful figures displayed their unique abilities, unleashing their world-shaking power.

However, to everyone's astonishment, even with their combined efforts, they were still unable to completely eliminate the black aura.

This terrifying power could easily shatter even a multiverse or an infinite number of worlds, yet it could not destroy the black aura.

"How... is this possible?"

Everyone was stunned, their faces extremely pale.

Only now did I realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Buzz..."

Just then, a divine radiance flew out from Penglai Immortal Island.

The Mythic Ancient Mirror, imbued with the majesty of Dao Venerable master, emitted a dazzling beam of light that shone upon the black aura.

A hissing sound emanated from the area it illuminated, and the black aura dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, the pouring black airflow vanished completely.

The Mythic Ancient Mirror hangs in the sky, radiating dazzling light. As the mirror turns, it shines upon the endless Chaos, revealing a scene.

A towering figure slowly emerged from the Chaos.