Clear Sound!

Beyond the heavens, the Vast Continent drifted within the Star Realm, surrounded by dazzling phenomena.

Within those phenomena were Epoch Prodigies, their eyes shut, brows furrowed, and eyelids twitching.

Suddenly,

The Sea of Blood receded, the longsword returned to its sheath, the Iron Fist withdrew...

The myriad phenomena successively drew back and vanished. One Epoch Prodigy after another opened their eyes, cold sweat streaming down their foreheads, their gazes filled with vigilance.

"The Heavenly Book truly was a trap!"

Amid furious shouts, wary gazes swiftly swept the surroundings before converging on the Old Daoist Priest floating in midair... smiling as he looked at them with a face full of concern.

In an instant, every pair of eyes turned bloodshot, rage blazing to the heavens.

"You thieving old Daoist, you really do have a problem!"

"You thieving old Daoist, the Heavenly Book hides Corruption, and even now you still want to fool us?"

"You thieving old Daoist, today we'll send you straight to the afterlife!"

Roars rang out one after another.

Blood waves swept forth, iron hooves trampled down, Phoenix Wings drooped...

The phenomena reappeared, attack after attack following on each other's heels and arriving before him in an instant.

Old Daoist Tianji's smile froze. He went numb!

There was no time, absolutely no time!

His mouth had only just opened, not even one word having escaped, when he was already submerged beneath nearly a hundred attacks.

And every single one came from an eighth-rank Human Martial Dao cultivator, the strongest prodigy in ten thousand years within a galaxy. None were something he could endure!

"This old Daoist's fate is bitter!"

The ten thousand explanations in his heart could only become a miserable wail, which was shredded by the quaking space the instant it emerged.

Old Daoist Tianji wore