A deeper, more unsettling shadow has quietly descended upon the vast and boundless Eastern Heaven Realm.
This gloom, formless and intangible, permeates the soul more deeply than the thickest ink; it originates from that statue that came from the west...
The Primordial Great Demon, a chaotic and ferocious creature treading the path of destruction.
Initially, it was just a few scattered, terrifying rumors from the buffer zone between East and West about the " Domain of Disorder," like pebbles thrown into a stagnant pond, creating ripples that smelled of blood.
There were exiles struggling to survive in that chaotic land, who managed to escape the clutches of evil, but often their souls were on the verge of collapse.
With their final, chilling mental fluctuations, they issued a warning to the outside world, describing how the sky suddenly turned pitch black without warning, as if it had been splashed with thick ink that would devour everything.
A thousand-foot-tall demonic figure, whose magnificence and terror defied description, arrogantly shattered the Void as it arrived. Its overwhelming power caused even the laws of heaven and earth to groan and retreat.
These fragmented and terrifying rumors initially did not attract enough attention from the top powers in the Eastern Heaven Realm who truly held power and looked down upon all living beings.
After all, the " Domain of Disorder " is a lawless land where no one cares, chaos is its Eternal theme, and power struggles and mutual conquests are commonplace.
Occasionally, one or two ferocious demons will emerge, either from practicing forbidden demonic arts and going mad, or from obtaining an ancient demonic artifact and losing their minds, causing large-scale slaughter. Although this is rare, it is not unprecedented.
Demonic giants such as the Destruction Sect and the Heaven Confounding Sect are busy expanding their territories, vying for resources, and plundering the lifeblood of living beings as the Calamity Qi intensifies and order weakens.
They scoffed at and disdained such "trivial matters" from "remote and impoverished areas."
Even those detached and ancient Wuyou Palace, as well as the ancient rogue cultivators scattered throughout the vast Eastern Sea, each occupying their own immortal island caves, mostly adopted an attitude of observing the situation quietly and protecting themselves wisely, unwilling to easily get involved in unknown conflicts.
However, historical experience often tells us that ignoring a tiny Mars can eventually ignite a raging fire that consumes the world.
As time went by, the chilling rumors did not gradually subside as usual.
Instead, it spread like an extremely vicious plague, using the words of exiles, secret communication arrays, and even the mysterious karmic Cause and Effect, rapidly spreading across all levels of the Eastern Heaven Realm at an unprecedented speed.
As the rumors became more specific and detailed, the sense of fear they evoked became more tangible.
In a secluded place lived an ancient God Emperor skilled in divination and insight into the workings of destiny. During a deep period of meditation, he was suddenly awakened by an unexpected whim.
When he habitually probed the web of fate with his divine sense, trying to glimpse the source of the tremor, he was horrified to find that the previously intricate yet traceable workings of the heavens had now become a complete chaos!
It was as if an extremely fierce, violent, and tyrannical force had forcibly intervened in the weaving of fate, like an invisible hand stirring up the entire pool of spring water.
Countless threads representing the fates of living beings snapped and twisted under the influence of this force.
It became tangled into a knot.
All these unusual signs seem to converge on a common source, one that exudes a suffocating sense of ending and nihilism.
Another God King, who was guarding an important border star field in the Eastern Heaven Realm, witnessed a scene at the edge of the starry sky that almost shattered his Dao heart while he was on his routine patrol in a bronze chariot.
The distant horizon was neither stars nor nebulae, but a dense "ink mark" that moved slowly, constantly devouring all light and energy around it.
Where the ink traces passed, the once brilliant starry river dimmed, the stable spatial structure cracked like fragile glass, and the abundant spiritual energy was forcibly drained, transforming into a lifeless wasteland.
Absolute silence and desolation.
What terrified him was that at the core of that deep ink mark, he seemed to sense a pair of eyes, cold, indifferent, devoid of any living emotion, only the most primal and pure hunger and the desire to devour.
The gaze wasn't directed at him; it was merely an unintentional sweep across the star field where he was located.
However, this mere unintentional glance caused the God King, who had fought countless battles and whose hands were stained with the blood of countless gods and demons, to freeze in his soul, his divine power to stagnate, and his proud fighting spirit to melt away like ice and snow under the sun!
Almost driven by his survival instinct, he frantically propelled the chariot back to his cave in a sorry state. He then announced an emergency seclusion, vowing never to step out again for a hundred years, attempting to soothe the fear that had been etched into his very soul by that one glance.
That terrifying being, which more and more survivors collectively referred to as the " Primordial Great Demon " with trembling voices and fearful thoughts, appeared in such an unstoppable and incomprehensible manner.
On this vast and prosperous land of the Eastern Heaven Realm, a aimless yet continuous and despairing death procession is underway.
It seems to have no fixed goal, no clear intention, as if it is simply following some kind of chaotic instinct.
Sometimes it would appear abruptly, like a ghost, above two battlefields where the fighting was fierce and evenly matched.
Below, divine weapons, gleaming with divine power and demonic light, unleashed earth-shattering divine abilities in a fierce battle. The shouts of battle, the explosions, and the clash of laws were deafening.
However, when the shadow cast by that thousand-foot-tall demonic figure covered the battlefield, and when the icy hunger swept through the hearts of every living being like a cold tide, all voices seemed to be choked by an invisible hand.
The next moment, a giant hand covered in " the Darkness of Void " slowly slammed down, and a single indifferent gaze swept across it. The deafening battlefield, along with the two combatants on it, was completely wiped out without a sound, as if it had never existed in this world.
It sometimes stumbles into an ancient secret realm, protected by layers of ancient restrictions and hidden for countless years.
Those restrictions were enough to deter even God King level expert, making them difficult to break through even after expending considerable effort.
But before the Primordial Great Demon, these restrictions were like bubbles in the sunlight, collapsing at the slightest touch.
It barged into the core of the secret realm, taking with it the rare and precious materials and innate spiritual objects that had been nurtured for tens of thousands of years, even several Mythological Era, as well as the core fundamental laws upon which the secret realm itself depended for its existence.
It devoured everything like a whale sucking in water, leaving behind only a void even more desolate than the outside world.
Sometimes, it would appear without warning above a Divine City with a population of tens of millions, a city that had flourished for countless eons.
Within the Divine City, traffic flowed busily, divine light swirled, and all races lived in peace and prosperity. The powerful city defense array shimmered with a reassuring light.
But when the darkness that swallows up light engulfs the sky, when the fear of ultimate demise, stemming from the instinct of life, seizes the heart of every living being, all prosperity and peace vanish in an instant.
The desperate prayers, cries, and escapes of billions of lives were ultimately swallowed up in the silently spreading " Darkness of Void."
Cities, living beings, history, civilization—all traces of existence—all return to Eternal nothingness.
The seemingly random trajectory of destruction inevitably led to a direct collision with certain truly ancient beings in the Eastern Heaven Realm.
That was in an ancient star field called " Fallen Star Sea," which was rumored to be one of the final battlefields of the ancient war between gods and demons.
Countless star debris floats here, forming a vast and boundless belt of rubble, within which lie hidden some terrifying wills that have slumbered since the beginning of time.
The terrifying aura of the Primordial Great Demon, filled with " Darkness of Void," was like a torch thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the hidden fury deep within this desolate star field.
"Who dares disturb my slumber?!"
A roar that seemed to come from eternity shook the entire Fallen Star Sea. Countless star fragments gathered frantically, and the immense power of primordial star energy was activated.
It actually condensed in the Void into a colossal figure that was in no way inferior to the Primordial Great Demon!
That was a " Star Fiend Ancient Demon " formed by the fusion of the core of a star and the obsession of gods and demons. Its aura was desolate and violent, and it had actually reached a level close to the Lesser Heaven Rank!
It is the natural guardian of this Fallen Star Sea, and also its slumbering destroyer.
Without any exchange, the Star Fiend Ancient Demon grabbed a giant fist formed from shattered stars, carrying a torrent of Star Fiend power capable of crushing a small world, and slammed it fiercely towards the Primordial Great Demon!
Wherever the fist passed, space shattered like glass, revealing the colorful yet extremely dangerous chaotic energy behind it.
The crimson vortex in the Primordial Great Demon's chaotic eyes accelerated slightly; for the first time, it showed a hint of "interest" in this challenge of equal strength.
It did not dodge; the giant hand covered in pale demonic patterns also clenched into a fist, with dense " Darkness of Void " gathering at the knuckles, as if holding a miniature black hole, and went straight to meet it!
"Thump!!!!!"
The power of this collision is indescribable!
It's as if two ancient worlds are locked in a fierce struggle!
At the center of the clash of the two fists, an extreme burst of light first erupted, engulfing all colors, and then suddenly collapsed, transforming into a dark singularity that devoured light!
A terrifying energy storm exploded in a ring, instantly reducing all meteorite debris, regardless of size, within a radius of millions of miles to dust!
Even distant star systems with inhabited planets could feel this violent, apocalyptic tremor.
The Star Fiend Ancient Demon roared in shock and anger. Its fist, formed from the core of a star, seemed to have met its nemesis the moment it came into contact with the " Darkness of Void ".
The power of the Star Fiend was frantically devoured and annihilated, and large patches of disintegration and annihilation appeared on the fist!
"Roar!"
The Primordial Great Demon, having gained the upper hand, pressed on relentlessly. Its other giant hand reached out, its five fingers like pillars supporting the sky, and the Return to the Ruins Vortex reappeared in its palm, carrying an even more terrifying power of annihilation, as it grabbed at the core of the Star Fiend Ancient Demon.
A constantly pulsating energy source formed by the fusion of the essence of ancient gods and demons and the origin of the star core!
The Star Fiend Ancient Demon sensed a deadly threat and frantically drew upon the power of the entire Fallen Star Sea, turning countless fragments into billions of destructive streaks of light.
Like a reversed galaxy, it bombarded the body of the Primordial Great Demon, causing a continuous series of explosions.
However, the dense " Darkness of Void " acted like the most resilient barrier, devouring and dissolving most attacks, leaving only ripples on the surface of the demon's body.
Three days later, with a roar filled with resentment and despair, the Primordial Great Demon's giant hand forcefully broke through the numerous obstacles and grabbed the core energy source!
The Return to the Ruins vortex spun wildly, crushing and devouring like a millstone!
The massive body of the Star Fiend Ancient Demon trembled violently, then collapsed like a sandcastle without support, turning back into countless lifeless star fragments scattered across the cold universe.
The precious energy containing the origin of the Primordial Star Fiend was absorbed into the Primordial Great Demon's body without reservation, and the " Darkness of Void " around it seemed to become even more profound as a result.