Dark clouds pressed down on Mount Kunlun. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled as an inexplicable pressure surged toward the mountain like a tide.
Most of the Real World could see the change in the sky above it.
When anger blazed in the heart of a Great Power of Legend, heaven and earth changed color.
"The Primordial Emperor is in danger." Someone sighed, convinced Meng Qi was finished.
"He was too unyielding. If the Primordial Emperor hadn't insulted the Lamp-Bearing Divine Envoy like that, his special status might have meant no more than a spell of humiliation. Now, who knows?"
Strangely, it had been the Lamp-Bearing Divine Envoy who acted arrogantly first, humiliating Meng Qi in both word and deed.
Yet most people believed Meng Qi should have endured it and accepted every unreasonable demand the envoy made.
Meng Qi was the victim.
But in a world like this, perhaps it was not strange at all.
Might was right. Overwhelming strength was reason, order, and the will of the people!
"I thought we could settle this amicably and leave you some dignity. What a pity..." The Lamp-Bearing Divine Envoy shook his head.
"You do not understand fate."
The Lamp-Bearing Divine Envoy slowly reached toward Meng Qi with the hand that was not holding the lamp.
The Real World greatly suppressed the power cultivators could display through their Divine Abilities, but when a Great Power of Legend struck, the heavens still shook and the earth trembled.
The stars shifted, the galaxy changed course, and a point of light illuminated most of the Real World.
The palm came from straight ahead, yet seemed to be everywhere at once.
Layers of illusory universes were born and extinguished as it moved. The Great Dao turned, and heaven and earth froze.
It was peerless power, and