A foot stepped out of the Unknown Land and into the space-time of the Mortal World.
The Buddhist Sect's Limitless One stopped attacking. Houtu stopped as well, glad for the reprieve.
The Great Powers still fighting, along with those who were not, all turned part of their attention this way, watching everything unfold.
The shattered vortex continued to disintegrate, its fragments vanishing as though consumed by a Formless Fire.
As the fragments evaporated, the pull grew stronger.
After that first foot, half a body appeared at the Source of Time.
This was a Sacrifice: the vortex was being offered up for one final gamble.
From this moment on, the Villain Chat Group had truly begun to turn to ash. It would vanish completely from the Chaos Sea, from every corner of time.
The Years it had spent locked in opposition with the Chat Group would pass away for good, never to return.
People grew. Circumstances changed. Everything changed.
Most things would eventually pass away, never to return.
The Buddhist Sect's Limitless One chanted a long Buddhist invocation, then said, "Congratulations on surviving your ordeal and returning, Daoist Friend Pangu. You've escaped the Great Dao's attempt to destroy you."
As those words fell, a complete Living Being descended into the Mortal World.
At the same time, the last fragments of the vortex evaporated. Not a trace remained.
The Villain Chat Group was utterly destroyed.
It had not fallen to Meng Chuan and the others, its mortal enemies, but to its own creator.
The Villain Chat Group had failed to complete its task, but it had fulfilled its duty as best it could.
The being who descended upon the Source of Time had rugged features and a towering, burly frame. He wore what looked like animal skins and went barefoot.
A wild,