The Witch-Demon Calamity: Buzhou Mountain Breaks the River of Stars

"The Calamity Cycle... So this is the Heaven and Earth Great Calamity!"

At the edge of the Ancient Star Abyss, deep in the black, lifeless vacuum, the blood at the corner of Supreme Mystery True Lord's mouth had yet to dry. His hollow murmur lingered in the void.

The lingering images of Ancestral Dragon's broken bones, Yuanfeng's death, and the entire primordial starry sky turned into a battlefield weighed on the seven Dao Listeners like a mountain.

Even primordial overlords who had surpassed Golden Immortals and ruled supreme races could not escape losing their clarity of mind, dying, and seeing their clans destroyed once the baleful force of a Heaven and Earth Tribulation consumed them. What chance did "mortal cultivators" like them, struggling in a broken universe, have?

Young Ye Chen stood close beside Canghai Old Daoist, sheltered by his auspicious clouds and immortal light. He gripped the Zixiao Dao-Listening Seal tightly. Though he was only at the Golden Core Stage, the Primordial Desolate Physique within him surged under the stimulation of that primordial baleful force. A burning desire to transcend the Dao lit his once-clear eyes.

"Senior Canghai..." Ye Chen lowered his voice and asked the rogue cultivator beside him with some difficulty, "Is there truly no way to survive a Calamity Cycle?"

Canghai Old Daoist sighed and swept his sleeve, his gaze ancient and profound. "Young friend, Ancestral Dragon and Yuanfeng were unmatched in primordial times. But they sought supremacy and fought to become the dominant race of heaven and earth. Burdened by karma and steeped in baleful force, they had nowhere to hide. This is what the Dao Ancestor meant by 'following heaven and answering the people' and 'defying heaven and inviting calamity'!"

Ji Changkong and Lin Qiye exchanged a glance. Each saw the gravity in the other's eyes.

Lin Qiye stood with his hands behind his back as the Heavenly Eye Talisman Seal deep within his forehead slowly faded. Feeling the indestructible strength brought by the Eight-Nine Profound Art circulating within him, he thought, True Lord Erlang was the Ancient Heavenly Court's greatest war god. He fought until the final moment of the Heavenly Court Collapse. That catastrophe... must have been another supreme Calamity Cycle after the Dragon-Phoenix Primordial Calamity!

"Everyone, the vision in the Ancient Star Abyss has settled."

Lin Qiye turned around, his coarse linen clothes snapping in the dead winds of the starry sky. His calm voice carried through the void:

"The Dragon-Phoenix Primordial Calamity is long past. The Dao Ancestor left this remnant here to warn us not to repeat their mistakes, but to heed the karma of the Heavenly Dao. The next lecture at Zixiao Palace is not far off. We should return to our sects, cultivate in seclusion, and steady our minds before we hear the Dao Ancestor speak again."

"Holy Son Qiye speaks wisely!" Supreme Mystery True Lord drew a deep breath, forced down his fear and unease, and bowed politely. "We shall return to our sects at once and study the True Meaning of Listening to the Dao in seclusion!"

Netherworld Blood Emperor and Tu Shanye also nodded solemnly.

After witnessing the cruelty of a Heaven and Earth Tribulation with their own eyes, these old monsters who stood at the peak of the myriad worlds had no pride or ambition left. They were desperate to seize any chance to transcend their limits and escape calamity!

Seven streaks of immortal light swept back across the sky, vanished into spatial rifts, and returned to their respective star domains.

And within the Ancient Star Abyss, Ancestral Dragon's remains and Yuanfeng's divine bones became an enduring warning in the history of the Canglan Realm and the myriad worlds!

Meanwhile.

In the quiet Library Pavilion of the Primeval Holy Land in the Canglan Realm.

Su Chen still wore his blue-green robes and sat behind a wooden desk. A soft feather duster rested lightly against its corner. Deep in his warm, jade-like eyes, endless stars of chaos formed and perished.

"The seeds of the Dragon-Phoenix Primordial Calamity have been planted. Fear of calamity and reverence for karma are now etched into the bones of the myriad worlds' strongest cultivators."

Su Chen watched the Faith and Karma Points steadily rise on the system panel before him. An inscrutable smile touched his lips. Everything was going according to plan.

The 5.8 million Karma Points were only his starting funds.

To drive these old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage and primordial sect masters from "fear" to "frenzy," from "passive acceptance" to "seeking the Dao at any cost," he had to bring this tapestry of mythic history to an even grander, bloodier climax!

"After the Dragon-Phoenix Primordial Calamity, the Primordial World did not find lasting peace. Instead, two far greater overlords arose to rule the nine heavens and ten lands—"

Su Chen closed his eyes slightly and sent his divine sense deep into the system's tier-five exchange shop:

"The Demon Clan Heavenly Court, which held dominion over the Heavenly Court and all living beings;"

"And the Twelve Ancestral Witches, born of Pangu's bloodline, who held sway over the boundless earth!"

"Two clans standing side by side—the Witch-Demon Calamity! This catastrophe not only shattered the Primordial World's continents, but led directly to Nuwa's creation of humanity and the founding of sects by the sages, establishing an orthodoxy that would endure through the ages!"

Su Chen worked through the entire plan in his mind.

Only by showing the myriad worlds the horrors of the Witch-Demon Calamity could he naturally introduce the three most crucial and enticing paths to escaping calamity and attaining the Dao at the next Zixiao Palace lecture: Proving the Dao Through Strength, Proving the Dao by Slaying the Three Corpses, and Proving the Dao Through Merit!

When that time came, the entire universe's strongest cultivators would become pieces in his hands as they fought for "merit" and sought to "slay the three corpses." Of their own accord, they would uphold the order of the Heavenly Dao and accumulate good deeds!

"System, activate Tier-Five Forbidden Land Manifestation!"

Su Chen issued the command within his sea of consciousness:

"Exchange for: Primordial World's Second Calamity Cycle—The Breaking of the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar and the Remnants of the Witch-Demon War!"

"Requirements: Force open a lifeless pocket of fragmented chaos deep in the central void of the myriad worlds. Manifest a section of the collapsed primordial heavenly pillar, Buzhou Mountain, a remnant image of the Eastern Emperor Bell wreathed in golden sunfire, and the towering battle spirits of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

"Karma Points required: 3.5 million!"

Boom—!!

Deep within his sea of consciousness, 3.5 million Karma Points erupted like an ancient star, becoming a vast flood of purple-gold immortal light that poured into the karmic web beneath the universe!

The vacuum of the Canglan Realm, Ziwei Star Domain, Heavenly Demon Great Realm, Primordial Demon Realm... and all thirty-seven surrounding Great Thousand Worlds began to tremble violently without warning!

This was no phenomenon confined to one region. A supreme, unfathomable force was wrenching and reconstructing the laws of the Dao across the entire expanse of stars!

Above the nine heavens, the void collapsed!

At the very center of the Three Great Star Domains, deep within the cluster of stellar black holes known as the "forbidden land of the myriad worlds," an ancient rift spanning billions of miles was torn open!

"Roooar—!!"

A low roar burst from the depths of the rift. It seemed to come from the dawn of creation and carried Pangu's supreme majesty!

The next moment.

Before the stunned eyes of countless beings across the myriad worlds, the remains of an enormous gray-brown mountain range slowly fell from the crack in chaos and came to rest at the center of the universe. Dark red divine blood and battle scars of world-ending force covered its surface!

That was no ordinary mountain range!

It was a Heaven-Supporting Pillar so vast it surpassed the limits of imagination!

Even the single broken section that had appeared spanned dozens of star systems in height, surrounded by a vast belt of meteorites formed from shattered stars!

The purest, most primal pressure of Pangu lingered on the mountain. Any mighty cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage or Half-Step Human Immortal realm who let their divine sense stray even slightly toward it would have their soul crushed by that overwhelming force!

At the summit of the broken Heaven-Supporting Pillar, the shadow of a black divine bell as vast as a star swayed faintly in the void. It radiated a world-destroying power that could suppress three thousand Great Thousand Worlds.

Dong—!!

The bell rang, and the myriad worlds fell silent!

Its toll pierced the barrier of time. Across the Three Great Star Domains, every formation, rune, and spiritual treasure lost its radiance at once, bowing and keening like subjects before their king!

Around the broken pillar and the black bell, twelve primordial shadows towered tens of thousands of feet high. Each bore the form of a strange divine beast and radiated power that could tear heaven and earth apart. They faced phantom demon-clan experts clad in golden crow imperial robes across the sky, all frozen in the final moments of battle!

The primordial heavenly pillar—Buzhou Mountain!

The demon clan's supreme treasure—the Eastern Emperor Bell!

Pangu's bloodline—the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

The remnants of that final battlefield stretched from heaven to earth, striking the depths of every soul in the universe like an ancient divine hammer!