The Grand Elder appeared silently behind him, his expression grave. "Sect Master, the celestial phenomena have changed."
"The fluctuations in the lower reaches of the Space-Time River are growing more and more violent. Those black fissures... are even more terrifying than the omens before the Primordial Epoch's end!"
Su Bai did not turn around. His gaze pierced through layer upon layer of void, seeing sights ordinary people could not see.
At the edge of the New Immortal Realm, the laws were collapsing.
Chaos energy was pouring back in, while nothingness eroded reality.
Unnameable shadows drifted through the depths of the fissures, letting out greedy roars.
They were the harbingers of the Epoch Calamity, the great Cleansing that a world inevitably faced upon reaching its end.
Yet this was far more terrifying than what the Primordial Epoch had faced!
This was no ordinary Epoch Calamity. This was Epoch's End!
With an ordinary Epoch Calamity, Immortal Kings—even some Half-Step Kings—only needed to hide and avoid looking directly at it.
But Epoch's End was a colossal Cleansing that would not even spare Peerless Immortal Kings!
"There isn't much time left," Su Bai said softly.
"The Primordial people have only just settled down. If we tell them now..." The Grand Elder hesitated.
"There is no need to hide it." Su Bai turned around, countless household lights reflected in his eyes.
"They have the right to know the truth."
"The heavens will not fall into chaos!"
Su Bai's voice was calm, yet it carried an unshakable resolve!
The Grand Elder nodded. "I understand. I'll make preparations at once. I'll tell everyone the truth while calming them down. We'll open all secret realm resources, and the entire sect will enter wartime status."
"Thank you for the effort, Grand Elder," Su Bai said gently.
The Grand Elder