"At the end of the forty-fourth breath, I'll have to charge into the Primordial Chaos again, and I'll have to reveal my trump card. Otherwise, the pincer attack from front and back will definitely strike the Principle Universe."
Even as he silently calculated the time, the crisis of attacks from within and without was already sweeping toward him.
Not far from the Infinite Universe, an eerie wind suddenly rose within the Primordial Chaos.
This gust had come from nowhere, as if it had randomly occurred within the Primordial Chaos itself, possessing mysterious properties beyond imagination.
It leaped randomly, containing hundreds of millions of random possibilities. Indescribable, its formless order was like a tangled mass of threads, forming a boundless torrent.
No one knew how this power had taken shape, nor would anyone know what effects this torrent-like wind would produce.
More than a dozen figures were also heading toward the Infinite Universe from all corners of the Primordial Chaos. Greater and more enormous crises seemed to be descending.
Within the Infinite Universe.
Sword Immortal Daoist, one of the six experts from the Unique Universe, sent out a strand of divine will.
That divine will directly pierced through space-time and echoed beside All-Heavens Divine Emperor's ear.
"Fellow Daoist, we are disciples of the six great sects of the Unique Universe."
"Judging by your appearance, you should also be an existence who has preached the Dao across the universe for countless years."
"You can't possibly be unaware of our existence. Withdraw at once, and we can pretend none of this ever happened."
"Otherwise, if you obstruct the affairs of the six great sects of the Unique Universe, someone will surely come for you once this matter is settled."
"No matter where you hide, even at the ends of the earth, the only