As ordinary living beings bled and died, time slipped quietly by.
The boundless Great Dao Tribulation descended without pause, enveloping All Living Beings and covering all of Primordial Heaven.
Meng Chuan had endured the light of opposing black and white Great Daos, the transformations of Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire, and tribulations of thunder, flame, blades, and weapons...
Shadows of the Great Dao descended upon Primordial Heaven and swept through it unchecked. Light of heavenly punishment fell, scouring everything away.
The other Chaos Ones each faced tribulations of their own, their might shaking the heavens.
The Chaos Ones could still emerge unscathed, but by now, the Supreme Ones had suffered considerable casualties.
When it came to the Great Dao and Origin, Supreme Ones had limits after all.
Yet the traces of those who died, whether Supreme Ones or beings beneath them, did not vanish entirely.
They, too, became part of the Great Dao Tribulation, merging with the Tribulation Qi that filled the sky and mingling with the Killing Intent that saturated the Mortal Realm.
The Great Dao Tribulation was ferocious, killing countless living beings. Those who died within it, in turn, strengthened the tribulation and made it fiercer still.
Perhaps this counted as another form of humanity unleashing its Killing Intent.
So far, however, only Supreme Ones and beings beneath them had died. The increase they brought to the Tribulation Qi could not yet affect the Chaos Ones.
But by the Late Stage of the Great Dao Tribulation, the tribulation force born of those deaths would likely have accumulated to a terrifying degree.
Outside the tribulation, such force would naturally have been of little consequence to Chaos Ones. But the Great Dao Tribulation was different. Within it, that force became something like a catalyst.
What was terrifying was not the