The sky darkened as if night had fallen.
Treasures radiating Destruction Divine Light appeared one by one from behind the clouds.
Blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, whips, hammers, staves, and countless other weapons filled the sky like stars and fell like rain;
there were also fans, bottles, rings, stones, ropes, mirrors, towers, bells, and all manner of strange treasures;
they came from every direction, blotting out the sky.
From the clouds in all ten directions, Cultivators emerged, forming spell seals and casting spells. Strong or weak, every one of them unleashed their mightiest attack.
Xu Yuan stood at the center of that inescapable net, watching every force turn into "Annihilation" and rush toward him with all its might.
A trace of emotion gradually entered his eyes.
The Three Realms.
Countless Epochs ago.
Yanmen became the Ritual Site for the Dark Crown, drawing the power of the first Dimensional Ascension down into the Mortal World.
At that moment.
The Ancient God suddenly attacked the Universe, destroyed Yanmen, and slaughtered vast numbers of Cultivators.
Then it swallowed the entire Universe in one gulp.
Fiendish Monsters swarmed in, and the Immortal Species betrayed the Universe, helping the tyrant commit his atrocities as they slaughtered living beings and destroyed the Three Realms Universe together.
That day.
A little Fox Clan girl fled through the mountains, her eyes full of tears as she sobbed without stopping.
Not far behind her, a Village burned.
Black shadows flew through the air. One Monster spotted the little girl and lunged straight at her.
Startled, the little girl tripped over something and fell forward onto the ground.
In her panic, she reached out and grabbed hold of something long.
When she picked it up, she saw that what had tripped her was a large umbrella adorned all