Deep within the War God Palace, time flowed peacefully, yet hidden currents surged.
Layers of Emperor-Grade Restrictions sealed this ancient hall, cutting off all outside scrutiny.
Within the hall, there were no glittering worldly decorations, only patterns woven from Great Dao Laws.
They were branded upon every stone pillar and every inch of the floor.
At this moment, two utterly different auras filled the air, locked in an earth-shaking clash.
One was a murky gray aura of calamity, steeped in endless decay and withering.
Like maggots clinging to bone, wherever it passed, even space rotted and spiritual qi dried up.
It seemed intent on dragging everything in the world into eternal dead silence.
The other was the chaos origin, vast as an ocean and encompassing all things.
Its golden radiance blazed, sacred and inviolable, like a blazing sun that would never fall.
It forcefully suppressed that gray deathly aura, enveloping and dissolving it.
Ye Tian sat cross-legged upon a Dao Enlightenment Stone Bed, his white robes whiter than snow, his black hair cascading like a waterfall.
His eyes were lightly closed, his expression solemn, like a deity unfolding the profound mysteries of creating heaven and earth.
Opposite him, less than three feet away.
The Calamity Demoness—Eli—floated barefoot in midair.
The girl's breathtakingly beautiful face was slightly pale, and her long gray hair stirred without wind.
Every strand emanated ominous fluctuations that made the heart tremble.
Her eyes were tightly shut, her delicate body quivering as the red bells around her ankles rang rapidly and crisply.
She seemed to be enduring tremendous pain, yet also undergoing a baptism that would transform her to the marrow.
"Endure it."
Ye Tian suddenly spoke. His voice was calm, yet it resonated like great bronze bells, instantly anchoring Eli's wavering divine soul.
"Calamity is not