The outside world.
"Do you... know who this person is?"
Within a secluded ancient land, a gray-robed old man slowly spoke. His voice was extremely low, yet several True Immortals around him turned to look at once.
Some shook their heads.
Some remained silent.
Yet no one dared to make a casual deduction.
The old man drew a deep breath, as though recalling an incomparably distant memory:
"If this old man is not mistaken—"
"He should come from the Tribulation Ruins Celestial Continent beyond the Nine Provinces."
The air abruptly froze.
The Tribulation Ruins Celestial Continent was no ordinary Immortal Continent.
It was a magnificent Immortal Continent that had long ago been shattered by an epochal war. Who had shattered it remained unknown to this day.
There was no complete Great Dao there.
No stable laws.
Only—
Endless wreckage of Karma!
Legend had it that every ray of light drifting through the Tribulation Ruins was a fragment of a broken epoch's fate.
Any living being able to survive there was a monstrous prodigy by nature.
Someone said softly:
"Wasn't the Tribulation Ruins Heavenly Domain destroyed as early as the previous epoch?"
The gray-robed old man slowly shook his head.
"What was destroyed was Tiandi. Never the living beings."
There were not many rumors about him.
But every single one was enough to shake an epoch.
First, severing the Fate River.
Legend had it that before the Tribulation Ruins Heavenly Domain had completely shattered, there was a Long River of Fate running through thirty-six realms.
That river recorded the Karma of all living beings.
No one could touch it.
No one could alter it.
Yet the Tribulation Fate Heavenly Emperor had once entered the source of the Fate River alone.
Within three steps—
He severed thirty percent of all fate.
That