248: Tianjiao Yundong

Central Province, Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Upon an ancient altar, seemingly constructed from stars, several old men with white hair and beards, whose aura merged with heaven and earth, sat in a circle.

In the center, a Chaos-colored ancient mirror emitted a hazy glow. The scenes within the mirror changed dramatically, at times evolving into the birth and death of star rivers and the shining of an Imperial Star, and at other times presenting terrifying visions of heaven and earth collapsing and all things returning to nothingness.

At the center of the altar, the Old Pavilion Master's hair stood on end. His withered fingers pressed firmly against the constantly trembling edge of the ancient mirror, veins bulged on his forehead, and his entire body's Saint Power poured into the mirror at an unprecedented speed, attempting to capture a clear trajectory from the chaotic and violent Heavenly Dao.

“Pfft—!”

Suddenly, the Old Pavilion Master's body shook violently, and he spat out a mouthful of pale golden Dao blood. The blood splattered on the ancient mirror and was instantly evaporated into nothingness.

His face was filled with unbelievable shock and fear, as if he had seen something terrifying enough to shatter a Saint Soul!

“Pavilion Master!”

The surrounding old men exclaimed in unison, their faces showing horror.

The Old Pavilion Master raised his hand to stop them, his voice hoarse and trembling, filled with endless exhaustion and alarm:

“The Heavenly Dao is Chaos... unprecedented! The backlash... is too strong!”

He stared intently at the ancient mirror, which had returned to calm but appeared even more profound and eerie, his eyes still wide with fright.

“The future... is already an impenetrable mist! This old man only barely managed to glimpse two completely opposite, yet intertwined and entangled main lines of fate...”

He took a deep breath and, with all his strength, spoke the earth-shattering prophecy:

“One is extreme vitality, as if an Imperial Star is about to emerge, illuminating the ages and ushering in an unprecedented Golden Great Age!”

“The second is extreme desolation, as if the apocalypse has arrived, heaven and earth return to nothingness, and all things end!”

“The collision of these two lines of fate... the variables are too great! The only certainty is that an unprecedented Age of Great Strife is about to arrive! The Imperial Path and the Path of Death may both be before us!”

Just as this prophecy, capable of overturning the ages, emerged from the deepest forbidden altar of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion—

Another equally earth-shattering declaration was sweeping like a hurricane from the battlefield in Xuan Province of the Eastern Domain, where the storm had just subsided, to every corner of the Xuanhuang Great World!

That was Xiao Hei’s will, cold and majestic, clearly entering the Sea of Consciousness of countless living beings:

“Within one hundred years, peers will contend, and life and death will be left to fate; I will not interfere.”

“But if anyone presumes to bully the young with their age, or oppress the weak with their strength—”

“Then, they should carefully consider the fate of Glazed Holy Land.”

The Heavenly Secret Pavilion’s chaotic prophecy concerning the world’s fate, and Xiao Hei’s cold declaration setting the rules for the new era’s young generation, reached the ears of all top forces in the Xuanhuang Great World almost simultaneously!

These two messages, one grand and ethereal, the other concrete and domineering, were like two destructive thunderclaps, striking the minds of all who heard them, one after another!

“What?! The Heavenly Secret Pavilion prophesies the coexistence of the Imperial Path and the apocalypse? An Age of Great Strife?!”

“Over in the Eastern Domain, all within one hundred years can contend? Glazed Holy Land was razed?!”

“Could... could these two events be related?!”

“It’s madness! This world has gone mad!”

The entire upper echelon of the Xuanhuang Great World was completely plunged into immense shock and Chaos!

Yaoguang Holy Land.

Saint Mo Yiqian had just finished digesting Xiao Hei’s domineering declaration, his Battle Intent surging, and then immediately received a secret report from the Eastern Domain.

The Battle Intent on his face instantly solidified, turning into extreme solemnity: “The Imperial Star emerges? The apocalypse descends? An Age of Great Strife?! Could it be...?! ”

Northern Domain, Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty.

Crown Prince Ji Xuanye received two secret reports almost simultaneously.

His surrounding Imperial Dragon Qi fluctuated violently, his eyes incredibly sharp: “The Heavenly Secret Pavilion’s prophecy... Glazed Holy Land destroyed. And they happened on the same day! This is no coincidence! Issue an order! Spare no effort to investigate all information from the Eastern Domain!

This Prince will personally go to the Eastern Domain; in this Age of Great Strife, my Great Zhou must not be absent!”

Western Domain, Sumeru Ancient Temple.

Monk Fakong’s prayer beads paused, and for the first time, intense ripples appeared in his clear eyes: “Amitabha... The Heavenly Dao is impermanent, to this extent.

The Imperial Path and the Path of Death coexist... The Prodigy of the Eastern Domain rising at this moment, establishing the hundred-year pact, is likely the one destined for this tribulation. This humble monk must go to fathom a sliver of the Heavenly Dao with Buddhist dharma.”

Southern Domain, Ten Thousand Mountains.

Chu Qinglan looked at the two pieces of intelligence in his hand, his excitement growing even stronger: “An Age of Great Strife? Good! Excellent! After ages of silence, we finally await a magnificent era! My friend from the Eastern Domain, I, Chu Qinglan, am coming for you!”

Wang Family Ancestral Land, Ancient Clan.

The arrogance in Wang Zhan’s eyes subsided a few points, replaced by a fervent intensity in the face of the world’s drastic changes: “The Imperial Path is about to open? The apocalypse is approaching? Hahaha! This is truly interesting! This position of the strongest among peers, I will claim it!”

Prodigies from all domains turned their gazes! The undercurrents of the five domains surged fiercely!

The Heavenly Secret Pavilion’s prophecy cast a grand yet uncertain shadow over the era, while Xiao Hei’s declaration pointed all young Prodigies to a specific and cruel battlefield: the Eastern Domain!

Those ancient Legacies that had been secluded, the peerless Prodigies sealed for countless years, and even some legendary special Physiques... all began to quietly appear or awaken.

A magnificent, golden age, where Prodigies rise together, heroes contend for supremacy, yet possibly leading to an unknown end, has already unveiled its heavy and shocking prelude!

The Eastern Domain, overnight, became the eye of the storm where the destiny of the entire Xuanhuang Great World converged!

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