It was not just Tongtian.
On Kunlun Mountain, within the Jade Void Palace.
Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi abruptly opened his eyes. For the first time, an expression of incredulous shock appeared on his eternally majestic face.
The Dao of Elucidating Heaven that he cultivated emphasized following heaven and answering the needs of mortals, aligning most closely with the workings of the Heavenly Dao.
Yet just now, he had felt a thick barrier forcibly drawn over his connection to the Heavenly Dao.
It was absolute suppression originating from a higher status!
On Shouyang Mountain, in the Eight Scenic Palace.
Laozi, who governed through nonaction, paused slightly in his pill-refining motions. A furnace of nearly completed Nine-Turn Golden Elixirs instantly turned to ash.
He raised his head. Endless dao rhythms slowly revolved in his profound eyes, yet they could no longer reflect the clear trajectories of heaven's mysteries.
In the Western World, on Mount Sumeru.
Jieyin's sorrowful face grew even more grief-stricken.
Deep within the Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe looked up in horror. The Great Dao of Slaughter upon which he relied had actually grown sluggish at that moment, no longer circulating smoothly.
Within the Underworld, Empress Pingxin sat upon the Wheel of Reincarnation. The tyrannical might descending from above the Nine Heavens made her deeply uncomfortable.
It was a power of order utterly different from the Great Dao of Reincarnation she governed.
For a moment.
Throughout the entire Primordial World, from Sages to ordinary mortals, from Daluo Golden Immortals to newly budding spirits, every living being sensed something.
Without prior agreement, they all raised their heads toward the heights of the Nine Heavens, seemingly peaceful, yet already overturned from heaven to earth.
"What's going on?"
"What happened? Why do I feel as though a heavenly chasm has appeared out of nowhere across