The Primordial World suddenly boiled over!
All living beings no longer knew how to react.
They had almost forgotten to breathe.
Only muffled heavenly sounds exploded like thunder, ringing endlessly in their ears.
Before their eyes, towering karma surged in vast torrents, like waterfalls rolling skyward and volcanoes boiling over.
A black curtain stretched across the sky, its aura striking terror into all living beings, nearly splitting their livers and gallbladders with fright.
Without question, had an unaffiliated cultivator of the Primordial World faced this-even a Daluo Golden Immortal or a Quasi-Saint-
Their cultivation would have dissolved into nothing beneath this terrifying backwash of karma, and they might even have perished, their Dao extinguished.
And now, every strand of karma poured ceaselessly into the Western Teachings.
Black clouds threatened to crush the city; calamity descended!
Naturally, those most overcome by fear and panic were the members of the Western Teachings.
At that moment, the Western Teachings were utterly shrouded in the karma filling the sky, plunged into darkness.
Eerie, terrifying Dao patterns swept forth and hung high above the Western Teachings.
Then they merged ceaselessly into the fortune of the Western Teachings.
Hiss...
Hiss...
All living beings could even faintly hear the sounds of karma eating away at it.
Though barely perceptible, those sounds were terrifying beyond measure, enough to seize the soul.
Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, Medicine Tathagata, and the others had long since gone pale, their scalps prickling with utter terror.
"Master... Master..."
"This is bad! Master, hurry and stop this karma from eating away at us!"
"No! My cultivation is being consumed by karmic backlash-it's dropping!"
"Ah... Master, save me! I don't want my cultivation destroyed!"
For these disciples of the Western Teachings, this scene was nothing short of a catastrophe crashing down upon their heads.
Unable to maintain