Hua Huayue's words echoed in Cold Sword White Bamboo's mind for a long time without fading.
Cold Sword White Bamboo knew very well that Hua Huayue was right.
If things continued to develop as they were, there would be no need to wait for the Power of the Beginning to descend completely upon the Great Wilderness. The Great Wilderness itself would become a purgatory.
For now, the people of the myriad heavens and worlds could still unite and plunder other worlds together. But once they could no longer even protect themselves, their own people would likely be the first to devour one another.
Cold Sword White Bamboo could not imagine dignified gods falling to such depths!
Yet she knew all too well that the greater the god, the more arrogant they were, and the more they treasured their own lives!
When that time truly came, all human bonds and morality would be cast behind them!
By then, unless they could break the shackles of the Power of the Beginning and allow Chaos Primordial Power to once again bless the Great Wilderness, no one would be able to control such a hellish situation.
Not even Emperor Yonglie could!
Time crawled by amid torment. Without sufficient supplies, they could not enter seclusion and meditate. Even time itself seemed to have slowed because of it.
In merely a hundred years, the Great Wilderness underwent earth-shaking changes.
During the first thirty years, the myriad heavens and worlds plundered one another, and divine beasts were slaughtered and devoured in vast numbers by gods.
During the middle thirty years, the myriad heavens and worlds each collapsed. Every clan struggled for survival, and cases of people eating people emerged on a massive scale.
During the final thirty years, countless clans shattered apart. Gods of the Divine Power