Turmoil Begins

At the Cosmic Frontier lay a desolate, deathly still abandoned land.

Today, however, this forsaken ground that should have been desolate and silent seemed unnervingly strange. Faintly, the wails of countless beings seemed to rise here, while sinister energies swirled, lending the place an added measure of terror.

At some unknown point, dense black mist had shrouded this stretch of heaven and earth. Boundless and endless, it screened off every heavenly secret. Beneath the black mist, this entire lifeless star region seemed to have been erased from the cosmic firmament by a pair of enormous hands, never again to be seen by the world.

On a massive, lifeless star within this region, the source of the black mist billowed and churned. A demonic will that corrupted the mind radiated from it, as though even the void would be utterly corrupted beneath its influence.

Beneath the black mist, the planet's surface was densely carpeted with decayed, withered bones. Yet a closer look would reveal something shocking: flames flickered within the bones' eye sockets. They were unmistakably an army of spectral soldiers from the Underworld, exuding an aura of murderous discipline.

Boom-

An immense and terrifying aura surged. The next instant, a demonic figure clad in heavy armor emerged from the heart of the black mist, steeped in endless death energy and the intent of calamity.

This figure seemed to be rejected by heaven and earth itself. Tribulation light from heaven's punishment coiled around him, and even the Extreme Dao aura surging from his body could not disperse it.

The black mist beside him parted, revealing a gigantic, hideous face. Looking at the silent demonic figure before it, the face laughed viciously.

"Fellow Daoist, wouldn't it have been better to make this choice sooner? You are no longer the True Immortal you once were, merely a ghost born when an immortal corpse awakened to sentience. Why persist in your delusion and refuse the enlightenment offered by my race?

"Even your true self in your previous life failed to resist, didn't he? In the end, this broken world is destined for destruction. No one can save it. So what if it is the Celestial Emperor's homeland? Before my race, everyone must tremble!

"What I detest is that the Extreme Dao Supremes of this world interfered with my schemes time and again, delaying my success and forcing me to wander the lower realm grievously wounded.

"And that Immeasurable Heaven Venerable deserves death all the more! He ruined my transformation just as it was about to succeed. I will make him die in agony to vent the hatred in my heart! This time, no one in this universe can stop me!"

With that, the pitch-black face turned back toward the demonic figure before it and rasped.

"Go. Destroy everything before you. Devour every living being in the starry heavens. Pour your rage and pain onto the Immeasurable Heaven Venerable, and offer the destruction of an entire universe as an exalted tribute to my race!"

With those words, the black face vanished, leaving only a low murmur from an unseen source echoing through the black mist.

"Go. Let me see what that Immeasurable Heaven Venerable can do. The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands are destined to meet their end..."

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Ziwei Ancient Star, the Southern Region of the Divine Continent, Wuliang Dao.

The Immeasurable Heaven Venerable's return had an immense effect on the disciples of the Wuliang Dao Gate. It was nothing short of a shot in the arm, inspiring the entire sect and making it more vibrant.

It could be said that He Mu's very existence was now the greatest spiritual pillar of everyone in Wuliang Dao, as well as their supreme object of faith. As long as He Mu stood, Wuliang Dao would never decline, always maintaining its greatest strength.

Upon his return, He Mu first expounded the Dao within the sect for several days and perfected the Wuliang Dao Celestial Venerable Grand Array laid there. He then received audiences from numerous powerful figures throughout the starry heavens, while also having to consolidate the faith of the heavens. For a time, this Celestial Venerable found himself rather busy.

Just as He Mu was occupied with juggling cultivation and various minor affairs, a sudden upheaval erupted at the Cosmic Frontier.

A demonic figure clad in heavy armor appeared at the Cosmic Frontier.

His demonic might surged to the heavens, his sinister aura chilling. The sounds of slaughter resounded through the Three Thousand Worlds. Amid the spreading black radiance, even an everlasting great realm would be utterly annihilated beneath his demonic might.

He advanced step by step. Wherever he passed, black radiance spread in every direction, carrying absolute Extreme Dao fluctuations and a terrifying intent of corruption. None below the level of a Celestial Venerable could withstand it.

In mere moments, galaxies shattered, the heavens were stained with blood, and the souls of countless beings fell silent!

The entire universe trembled, and all living beings were afraid. Every creature sensed an impending catastrophe, an aura that heralded the destruction of the world. Every Life Source Land shuddered. Under this terrifying upheaval, mortals collapsed to the ground and wept, with nothing but despair spreading among them.

Blood and chaos, trembling and despair spread relentlessly through the starry heavens, seemingly taking tangible form and becoming nourishment for the demonic figure, making his oppressive might ever more profound.

Then worlds shattered and stars fell apart. A catastrophe even more terrifying than the dark turmoil of later ages spread. Before that lofty demonic figure, all living beings, male or female, young or old, were mere ants. All received the same treatment, utterly destroyed amid the terrifying Extreme Dao fluctuations.

Some tried to flee into the starry heavens. Unfortunately, wherever the demonic figure stood, the void was completely suppressed. Domain Gates could not be opened, and even the Five-Colored Altars ceased to function.

"Aah..."

A Saint screamed, desperately trying to fly into the sky. Yet beneath the heavily armored demonic figure's oppressive might, the Saint could not advance an inch and shattered outright between heaven and earth. Even one as powerful as a Saint was now no more than an ant.

"Boom-"

A peerless Quasi-Venerable emerged and struck without hesitation. Bearing supreme immortal might that shook heaven and earth and shattered the firmament, as though about to ascend to immortality in broad daylight, the attack hurtled straight at the demonic figure.

The next instant, the Quasi-Venerable abruptly perished, spilling blood across the starry heavens. Yet the pitch-black demonic figure remained utterly unharmed and continued striding forward. At this moment, power that was invincible beneath the heavens seemed meaningless before turmoil originating from above them!

"Supreme Immeasurable Heaven Venerable, save your people... Please manifest a miracle and slay this evil demon!"

"Immeasurable Heaven Venerable, where are you now? Please manifest your power and quell this turmoil..."

"We beg our venerable patriarch to act, slay the great demon, uphold the dignity of our Wuliang Dao, and avenge the blood of our disciples..."

"Immeasurable Heaven Venerable..."

Throughout the starry heavens, cultivators and mortals alike, even the disciples of Wuliang Dao, called out, praying that the object of their faith would reveal his divine might, suppress the evil demon, and restore peace to the universe.

At this moment, the surging power of red dust faith grew ever denser, seeming to blur the very concepts of time and space as it conveyed the pleas of all living beings to He Mu.

Within Wuliang Dao on Ziwei, He Mu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Sensing the sudden outbreak of turmoil and the prayers of all living beings, he instantly opened his eyes, unleashing two terrifying beams of fierce light. Extreme Dao heavenly might soared into the firmament, and even the stars above the nine heavens trembled with his killing intent.

The next instant, a Dao shout resounded throughout the universe, bearing down with the divine might of all heavens and myriad realms. Like the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, it became tangible sound waves that struck toward the demonic figure.

"Who dares run rampant through the starry heavens and wreak suffering upon all living beings!"

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