228: Chapter 227 The Cataclysmic Calamity Descends!

The Void Realm twisted, and Xia Jin's figure returned to the Third Heaven of the Temple from the Void Gate.

Xia Jin took a deep breath, the rich Spiritual Qi of the Third Heaven rushing into his lungs, then turned and walked toward his residence.

There was one day left until the arrival of that team of Extraterrestrial Races.

He needed to adjust his state to the best possible condition.

...

It had been no more than a day since he returned to the Third Heaven when, suddenly.

Xia Jin, who had been Cultivating, opened his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the courtyard walls, staring straight into the distance.

That patch of sky was turning blood-red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That red color carried a dense, unsettling aura; even from such a great distance, Xia Jin could clearly feel the oppressive sensation rushing toward him.

The scent of blood.

If one had to use a word to describe it, it was a scent of blood so thick it was almost tangible, as if behind that red sky lay a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Hmm? Have they finally arrived?" Xia Jin's brows furrowed slightly. He stood up, and the killing intent on his body began to boil like boiling water.

Anyone who dared to come to this world and disturb his life had to die!

Just then,

"Come to me, everyone."

A voice echoed throughout the entire Third Heaven; it was the voice of Marquis Chu.

Xia Jin did not hesitate in the slightest. He took a step, his entire person transforming into a streak of light, and instantly vanished from where he stood.

...

When Xia Jin arrived at Marquis Chu's side, Yang Qingxuan and the others also arrived almost simultaneously.

Marquis Chu stood at the very front, hands behind his back, his gaze as sharp as a hawk, staring intently at the sky in the distance that was growing redder by the moment.

"Junior Brothers, are you ready?"

Marquis Chu rubbed his bald head, a cruel smile appearing on his face.

"Our enemies, that team of Extraterrestrial Races, have arrived!!"

Just as he finished speaking, two powerful auras suddenly appeared before them.

The people who arrived were none other than the Second Hall Master and the Fifth Hall Master of the Temple.

The appearance of the two Hall Masters caused everyone's gaze to shift from the horizon back to them.

The Second Hall Master did not speak, only raising his head, his gaze passing over the others and landing on that blood-red sky in the distance. His expression was calm as water, but deep within his eyes, there was a faint trace of solemnity.

The Fifth Hall Master frowned slightly,

"They arrived quite quickly."

"Half a day earlier than we initially expected. However, our contingency plans are already in place. If they remain as well-behaved as before, then so be it! If not... this time, we will make sure they never return!!" The Second Hall Master spoke indifferently, but everyone could feel the killing intent contained within his words.

The Fifth Hall Master did not reply, instead casting his gaze toward Marquis Chu and Xia Jin, who were standing at the very front.

He knew very clearly that for this battle to be won, the key points lay with Xia Jin and Marquis Chu.

Xia Jin felt that gaze and nodded toward the Fifth Hall Master.

The sky in the distance grew redder and redder.

The red clouds churned and rolled like a boiling sea of blood, and deep within that blood-red expanse, something was faintly moving.

Then, they saw it.

A ship.

A bronze warship, so huge it was like a small mountain, was slowly sailing out from that red sky in the distance.

The bronze warship moved forward slowly. With every inch it advanced, that dense scent of blood intensified, making one feel a sense of disgust.

The entire warship was like a prehistoric behemoth stepping out of ancient mythology, carrying an aura of destroying everything, descending into this world.

Blood-red sky, bronze giant ship.

The legendary World-Ending Catastrophe had finally arrived.

...

It was at this very moment.

On the seven continents, including the East Profound Continent and the Tianqi Continent.

Countless busy people stopped what they were doing and looked up in confusion.

They had never seen such a strange sight before. A moment ago, the sun was shining brightly, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the blue sky had completely turned blood-red, inexplicably making people feel panicked in their hearts.

Under an old locust tree at the entrance of a village, a little girl with pigtails clutched her father's hem tightly. Looking up with her little face, her milky voice carried a hint of fear:

"Daddy... why did the sky turn red? Is it... is it going to rain?"

She didn't understand what celestial phenomena were, nor did she understand what a catastrophe was. She only knew that the originally blue sky above her head had suddenly become very scary, like the blood that flowed out when Aunt Wang next door killed a chicken.

The man squatted down, his rough, large hand gently covering his daughter's head, smoothing her soft, fine hair.

"It's okay, Nannan, don't be afraid. It must be an auspicious omen appearing. Only when an auspicious omen appears do we see such an unusual phenomenon!"

He took a deep breath, forcing a bitter smile as he explained. But he knew that such a heart-wrenching phenomenon could absolutely not be any so-called auspicious omen.

The little girl buried her face in her father's warm neck, giving a muffled "Mm," but her little hand gripped her father's hem even tighter.

Great Xia Imperial Palace.

Outside Jin Wang Palace, two beautiful figures stood side by side.

"Is this... what my husband spoke of... the World-Ending Catastrophe?" Leng Yuexi looked up at the sky, suddenly feeling somewhat powerless. Even though she was now only a step away from the Tongshen Realm, in the face of such great terror, she was completely helpless.

Su Xuanji, who was standing beside her, also took a deep breath, her heart beating much faster in her chest than usual.

"My husband will definitely return safely!"

Su Xuanji reached out, held Leng Yuexi's somewhat cold fingers, and nodded.

"That's right, he promised us!"

...

Above the Third Heaven.

The bronze warship finally stopped moving forward.

Just at the moment it was about to stop, a highly concealed ray of light quietly flew out from the bronze warship.

That light was extremely faint, so faint that perhaps only the two Hall Masters of the Temple noticed its existence.

"Hmph! You want to play tricks in the dark? How could I let you have your way!!" The Second Hall Master's eyes turned cold, and he pointed his finger gently toward the ground, a wisp of green smoke directly merging into the earth.

At this moment, everyone's gaze was focused on the bronze warship. On the deck of the warship, the space suddenly fluctuated.

Eight figures appeared out of thin air at the bow of the ship. At the lead was a young man with an extremely bewitching appearance.

Yet, it was this seemingly nonchalant young man who stood in the very center, at the very front.

The two elderly Alien Race Elders—on the left was a stooped old man holding a bone staff, and on the right was a sinister-looking old woman clad in black armor—stood respectfully on either side of the young man, half a step behind him.

The other five Prodigies stood in a line, neatly behind the young man, looking down at the Temple below with indifferent gazes.

Not a single person spoke. That silence was more oppressive than any words.

Finally, the Alien Race Elder holding the bone staff slowly raised his head, his turbid eyes rolling, his gaze landing on the Second Hall Master and Fifth Hall Master of the Temple.

His mouth slowly curled open, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth.

"Hehehe..."

"Second Hall Master Zhan Tiangang, Xiao Juechen. You two, so many years have passed, and we meet again... I hope this time, you people of the Temple have made some progress. Otherwise, this world beneath your feet will be completely destroyed!"

"Elder Wuhuan! I didn't expect it to be your Stone Clan that came this time! However, I'm afraid things won't go as you wish this time." The Second Hall Master glanced at the Alien Race Elder above and sneered.

The air was filled with the scent of gunpowder, ready to explode at any moment. Under the blood-red sky, the giant bronze ship and the Third Heaven of the Temple stood in a standoff from afar. The prelude to the World-Ending Catastrophe had been completely unveiled.