The Ways of Man Defy the Natural Order, and Tribulation Will Not Fade on Its Own [Two-in-One]

In the Netherworld, deep beneath the Firmament.

The small section of finger that had pierced the gray Firmament was riddled with Rifts. Shafts of Golden Light burst from them, spilling radiance that threatened to illuminate a swath of the Netherworld.

But before the light could fall, three halls on the ground shuddered. Each sent a beam soaring skyward; the three converged around the fingertip and blocked its radiance.

The Palace above the Black Water was one of the three.

The White-Haired Woman stood before the hall, a rueful smile on her face.

"These troubled times truly live up to their name. So much has changed in so little time. If this goes on, how will the Supreme Venerable ever sleep in peace?"

With a quick calculation, she discerned what was happening atop Mount Tai.

"Chen Fangqing really does turn up everywhere. But this time, he's in for a bitter defeat!"

The thought brought the White-Haired Woman a flicker of pleasure, dispelling much of her earlier vexation.

In the Mortal Realm, at the Eastern Peak, no Great Divine Ability User stood in the light's way. Shafts of radiance burst from within the mountain and spread unhindered into the distance.

Mount Tai, once shrouded in Mist Aura, blazed with light from end to end.

At the same time, the indistinct giant figure reappeared. It opened an enormous hand and seized at the air ahead!

Within Mount Tai, Golden Light shot skyward and gathered in that vast palm, sketching the shadow of Eight Heads!

A tiger's roar that shook the heavens rang from the shadow!

The sound surged in all directions like Sea waves!

The people nearby, already terrified by Mount Tai and the soldiers, grew more frightened still. They fled with mounting urgency. Families poured from house after house, swelling the crowds