True Spirit Ancient City, Six Holy Lands

As those incomparably calm words rang out, countless pink misty clouds swayed and billowed in the wind, brilliant as the brightest smile Between Heaven and Earth.

Petals filled the sky, swept up like raging waves stirred in a tranquil sea.

The river surface rippled in layer after layer, spreading outward in all directions. The ripples grew ever larger, finally becoming surging giant waves that bent and swallowed the reeds along the riverbank.

Tai Yu felt invisible Killing Intent spreading through this Peach Blossom Spring. Even the air became thin and icy, as though the breath of life had been stripped away.

Tai Yu's heartbeat slowed as well, becoming sluggish and weak amid that deathly silence.

He even had the illusion that he was already located in a blood-red battlefield, with billions of corpses and bones beneath his feet—yet everything was merely an illusion.

"World Extinction Old Man..."

He muttered the name again. His voice stirred echoes, and the echoes stirred resonance, Enveloping this entire stretch of heaven and earth in a terrifying shadow.

Tai Yu did not ridicule Chen Xun as those mine cultivators had days ago. There was not even a trace of doubt in his eyes. Instead, deep fear rippled through his Heart Lake. Such an honorific inherently involved far too much.

Moreover, This One Celestial Venerable could even summon the might of heavenly tribulation. To dare use such an honorific, just how twisted had his heart become...

Tai Yu slowly raised his head and turned towards the Black-Haired Man standing upon the bamboo raft by the riverbank, wearing a gentle smile. Beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, while a trace of fear inexplicably stained his eye sockets.

That fear did not arise from a difference in cultivation realms. He had roamed the Longevity Mountain Range with