Fate Descends

Ju Hua remained fully immersed in his meditation on the Nine-fold Chaos Restriction. As he delved deeper, time slipped away year by year—one year, two years, three years.

In the blink of an eye, seven years had passed. On this day—

An invisible ripple swept across the entire Three Realms in an instant. Mortals, Celestial Immortals, and even Celestial Gods and True Immortals felt nothing, but the hearts of the Dao Ancestors, who had mastered the Heavenly Dao, suddenly plummeted into chaos.

The fate of the Three Realms had begun to shift. A great catastrophe was looming, and only one side—the Seamless Gate or the Nuwa camp—would survive!

"How can this be?"

"How could it come to this?"

"The Heavenly Dao is impartial; fate cannot be wrong. What is the source of this great catastrophe?"

"..."

Within the Three Realms, the hearts of the Dao Ancestors who governed the Heavenly Dao were in complete disarray. Such a massive shift in fate meant that the Three Realms were truly facing a calamity so terrifying that it could lead to the total annihilation of an entire faction.

Or perhaps, the one destined to destroy a faction was the opposing faction itself?

Such thoughts flickered through the minds of many powerful beings, and the atmosphere within the Three Realms began to churn with dark, turbulent undercurrents.

Whether they belonged to the Seamless Gate or the Nuwa camp, the powerful beings set aside their affairs and began to communicate with one another.

Naturally, these exchanges were mostly limited to those within the same camp. Many who had previously maintained contact now severed their ties entirely, and in some cases, began to openly display hostility toward one another without the slightest pretense!

As Ju Hua had mastered the Heavenly Dao of Yin and Yang,