Offspring of the Mother of All Things [Moon Mirror]

When dark clouds pressed down overhead, the sky gave the illusion of falling toward the earth. Mortals called this sight "Tidefall."

But that was merely a difference in perspective, and few cultivators took it seriously.

Yet the omens before the descent of the Heavenly Dao were entirely different. The pitch-black clouds were genuinely sinking at a steady, slow pace, while the howl of thunder within them grew ever clearer.

At first, no one paid it any heed—until the clouds touched the towering mountains.

Bang!!!

Under the force of the lightning, the mountain exploded with earth-shaking force. Hundreds of meters of rock instantly turned to powder.

Not uneven chunks of stone, but fine dust as delicate as rice flour.

A gust of wind swept past, and the mountaintop vanished, leaving behind only an incomparably smooth cross-section.

This was not an isolated case. Mountains throughout the world turned to dust, while the cloud layer showed no sign of halting its descent.

The lightning was black as ink as well, formed from an alien Heavenly Demon aura.

Elephant Master stood atop the shelter's city wall, staring fixedly at the outside world.

Even though he had endured the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation before, the Heavenly Demon Lightning terrified him so badly that his body trembled instinctively, sweat pouring down his back.

Elephant Master had a premonition: if he tried to withstand the Heavenly Demon Lightning head-on, he would die beyond all doubt, with both body and soul utterly obliterated.

Lower-level cultivators were relatively unaffected, merely marveling at how unfathomable the phenomenon was.

Jailer Hall immediately convened a meeting, inviting every cultivator at the Yang God Realm and above to discuss how they should face the coming calamity.

After Great Dream True Person and Song Zongwu announced their Secluded Death Retreats.

The seats of honor were