"To think the Great Calamity of heaven and earth began because of me. I never expected that!"
After leaving a weapon behind, Qin Shujian had just departed from a small race when the Spirit Race's great battle drew his attention.
He was the creator of this world.
How could the forces of slaughter stirring within it escape his senses?
In Qin Shujian's eyes,
the forces of slaughter drifting through the world had now grown terrifyingly dense.
Anyone who knew how to observe fortune would have seen that, at some point, a faint blood-red hue had stained the world.
A blood-red world!
The Great Calamity had descended!
It was a sign that the world was about to undergo a tremendous catastrophe.
He needed only to calculate on his fingers to understand the entire chain of events.
"A Great Calamity has come upon the world, but I never expected it to fall upon the Spirit Race. It seems that, as the greatest race in this world, the Spirit Race is destined to raise the curtain on this calamity.
"Still, that's not a bad thing. For the one who ushers in the calamity, it is both a crisis and an opportunity.
"If he can survive it, he may not attain Dao Fruit, but he can at least reach the pinnacle of a ninth-level immortal, or even the half-step Dao Fruit realm."
Qin Shujian looked toward the Spirit Race.
Even hundreds of millions of miles could not obstruct his gaze.
The Spirit Race Mountains.
It was already surrounded by immense forces of slaughter, and the towering Jianmu was being eroded by them as well.
Faced with the forces of slaughter from a Great Calamity of heaven and earth, not only a seventh-level immortal, but even someone at half-step Dao Fruit could be corrupted by