In the far west, heaven and earth transformed.
Cang-gray chaos streamed and poured through the gate. After aligning twice, the [Primordial Heaven] opened by the Various Sages of the Ancient Era finally truly descended, restoring the shattered Mortal World and allowing it to grow!
This Primordial Heaven was like a mighty medicine, breathing life back into the dying Mortal World.
The once-shattered continents rose anew, and the seas surged into the Void in every direction. The Mortal World's territory expanded continuously, yet none of it compared to the astonishing sight within the Primordial Chaos Gate!
Xuanxia was the first to step inside.
His Dharma Form was a blood-red shadow shaped like a human, a split crown above his head and seven hollows arranged down his body. Overlapping bursts of thunderclaps and lightning surrounded him, while demonic calamities and blood-soaked earth spread and mutated behind him.
This sage lord stood quietly amid the primordial chaos. The scenery around him evolved ceaselessly, as though it would become a realm connected to the Mortal World.
He merely stood within the primordial chaos, the seven hollows in his Dharma Form seeming to sob. Crimson-black tears of blood flowed from them, accompanied by agonized screams and bitter weeping, staining even the trailing demonic calamities and blood-soaked earth with sorrow.
[Hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred]
Eternal pain, endless loneliness.
He harbored boundless hatred for being abandoned, strangled, and erased!
Yet he had already forgiven.
Mercy had conquered his wrath.
Thunder and lightning clustered around him; mortals and spirit monsters adored him.
Crimson-purple lightning surged from the seven hollows, like the first sound, the first breath, the first laughter when heaven and earth opened and Yin-Yang divided! Unrestrained, exuberant laughter rang out endlessly, shaking the Gloomy Netherworld, driving Ghost Gods back, and making the myriad