Deep within the Immortal Slaying Formation Diagram, Jieyin and Zhunti's screams and the clashes of magical treasures were sealed into another layer of spacetime. Not even an echo escaped.
At the formation's outer edge, only Sect Master Tongtian remained, facing Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun from afar across the churning sword qi.
An oppressive atmosphere weighed upon the entire killing formation.
"Why..."
Yuanshi Tianzun murmured under his breath.
The Pangu Banner had lost its power, and Jieyin and Zhunti had been swallowed by the formation diagram. That scene remained seared into his eyes, forcibly tearing a rift in the Dao Heart that had always hung high above the clouds.
"Why did it come to this..."
He could not understand.
Heavenly Dao Sages stood at the pinnacle of the Primordial World, authority in hand, looking down upon the fates of all living beings.
In their previous understanding, everything in the world followed Heaven's Will, and the threads of every upheaval could be traced through Karma.
Even clashes between Sages should have been decided within the Heavenly Dao's rules, contests of the depth of their Laws, the strength of their magical treasures, and the abundance of their Fortune.
Yet today, Tongtian had smashed that old palace of rigid rules with his own hands.
That purple-gray mythic Great Luo Dao resonance clearly came from beyond the heavens and earth of the Primordial World.
It was not swayed by this world's Laws, yet it could dismantle every order here.
"Heavenly Secrets... I cannot divine them..."
Yuanshi Tianzun drove his Sage's divine thought onward, still seeking a flaw in Tongtian's mysterious Divine Abilities.
The instant his Sage's divine thought touched the mythic field extending three feet around Tongtian, boundless nothingness swallowed it, leaving no response.
Only emptiness remained there.
Karma's threads snapped there, fate found