In those expressive eyes, a divine brilliance flickered, as bright and dazzling as two suns.

"You did not disappoint."

Ye Hanjun chuckled softly, wiping the sweat from his disciple’s brow, then looked back at the two clansmen.

If Yu Ruoxin was just shaking all over with excitement,

Ye Liuying and Ye Yin, these two battle-scarred members of the Ye Clan, were teary-eyed amidst their exhaustion and weakness.

"Good... really good..."

"Chengfeng Ancestor is the spirit of Heroic Spirits, even though he cares deeply about the clan, he lacks a human body and is a Fond Spirit representing the Heavenly Dao."

"After Shitian Ancestor, the Ming Lamp Night Clan finally has a new strongest member!"

"On the road to hell, those clansmen who fought for the family’s continuation, the Guardian Holy Spirit can finally rest in peace!"

Ye Yin grinned, laughing while spitting blood at the same time.

Before he could fall to the ground, Ye Hanjun caught him, frowning slightly:

"Is the situation really this bad now?"

"Even a saint like you, with your luck maxed out, is so severely injured?"

"Cough..."

Ye Yin forced his eyes open, gazing at Ye Hanjun’s unequal yet majestic features at close range, astonished as he struggled to say:

"All living things are in trouble, no one can stay out of it."

"As the Third Era of the New Era approaches, the Clock of the Era is about to strike, the doomsday prophesied in the Nether Ancient prophecy is at hand."

"In such a crisis, as long as there are beings that have not fallen, whether they are Fond Spirits or humans, they must unite to resist..."

"What?!"

Ye Hanjun was stunned, a jolt running through his heart.

Had he really been in seclusion for over four thousand years, moving directly from the mid-point of the Second Epoch to its end?

It was no wonder that both of them now carried an aura of brutality that hadn’t been there before, their spirits and bodies enduring a prolonged state of high stress, naturally changing them.

"Yuezun, the Myriad Beasts Pattern, the Giant Vein Divine Dragonfly... so many ancient deities have died, the former glory cannot withstand the present desolation..."

"There are also many of the top Blessed Lands, their fields now littered with corpses, becoming dead zones."

"For example, the Sprite Tomb, Gold God Mountain, Azure Abyss... even Mechanic God Mountain can no longer maintain peaceful days, having lost battle, they had to abandon their ancestral land and leave with their people..."

Ye Yin took a couple of heavy breaths, GuaGua’s Healing Skill arrived.

Instantly healed, he sat up, his face glowing red, sighing:

"Zhe Yu has become the new leader of Totem Tomb, but he can only lead the Emblem Lineage to wander, unable to find a suitable place to settle..."

"Xu Xuan has also achieved Divine Enthronement, but even with the Guardian Array left by the Time Drum in Broken Instrument Valley, it could not withstand the evil gods’ assault, forcing him to send away the survivors of his clan and face the enemy alone..."

"General Ginseng also became the Medicine God at a critical moment!"

Yu Ruoxin, her little face serious, kicked at the dirt at her feet and murmured:

"But... they still couldn’t defend the Realm of Desire."

"He and Aegi Mogo, along with a group of survivors mixed with demons and humans, have fled to the Solar Abyss to hide, and it’s been a miserable few years for them..."

"Weird, why are there so many enemies?"

GuaGua scratched his head, puzzled:

"With the Ancient Nether Elder and the Three Great Heavenly Venerates watching, Big Eyeball shouldn’t have shown its true form yet, right?"

"Can just the spreading pollution cause so many top Blessed Lands to be destroyed?"

Ye Yin nodded, a look of recollection in his eyes, yet he did not conceal the fear in his heart:

"The pollution is far more terrifying than imagined."

"It can unconsciously corrode beings with fragile minds, or those Holy Spirits and deities who are seriously injured."

"Like the Realm of Desire, where you painstakingly established a triangular balance, the ecology was initially stabilizing."

"Because of the pollution, not only did the Seven Deadly Sins Demon Clan go berserk again, but even the Seven Virtues inherited from Merciful Ancestor became ’Fallen Disaster Victims.’"

"This state is simply insoluble, once a soul leans towards evil on the scales of virtue and vice."

"Those people, those beasts, those gods... will all inherit the desire of ’Calamity’ to destroy the world, and then slaughter, destroy... by any means necessary, even at the cost of their own lives."

"Do you remember the Inferior Earth Emperor? We couldn’t find Him in the Inferior Earth Abyss."

Ye Liuying clutched her healed wound, morale low:

"After the disaster broke out, He became one of the biggest beneficiaries."

"Now He is also known as the ’Disaster Emperor.’ He is no longer ’One Crown and Two Gods,’ but ’One Crown and Four Gods,’ standing high among the Human Race, unparalleled and peerless."

"Lord Han, you must take Him down!"

Ye Yin interrupted, extremely wary:

"From every angle, the Inferior Earth Emperor has gone completely mad."

"Can you imagine, all the deities He contracted are of the evil faction’s divine enthronement, breaking a forbidden contract that has never been breached since ancient times, yet He did it."

"Moreover, His rank is too high, wielding immense power, wherever He goes, only devastation follows. Calling Him the ’Calamity’ God’s emissary is not an exaggeration."

"Contracting Evil Gods?!"

GuaGua’s eyes widened, instinctively feeling repulsed:

"After the Big Eyeball and the deceased Butcher Arm, yet another Evil God is born?"

"Yes, many."

Ye Yin explained:

"Since ’Calamity’ was born, the evil, disaster, and desolate factions have crazily produced new gods for these four thousand years."

"Sometimes, a deity on the side of guarding the Heavenly Dao pays a huge price to barely eliminate one of them."

"The dead Evil Gods don’t even get a chance to revive; hordes of evil demigods scramble for their divinities, and the next successor might only have a few years to buffer. Such high-intensity battles can’t be endured by many deities."

"Moreover... there are also the descendants of the Nine Heavenly Venerates."

Ye Yin glanced at the ruins of the Four Seas Divine Pool and sighed again:

"Gods can be polluted, ultimately becoming accomplices of evil."

"The descendants of the Heavenly Venerates cannot escape this rule. From the Primordial Mountain, Four Seas Divine Pool, Eternal Life Pool... the gods emerging from these places are all out of control."

"They cannot communicate, driven only by desires for destruction."

"Encountering them is the same as encountering Evil Gods, Calamity Gods, Desolate Gods; one can only flee, desperately trying to survive, preserving as much living power as possible..."

"..."

Ye Hanjun maintained his grim silence.

Just a few words shocked him deeply.

The all heavens and myriads of worlds were no longer as he imagined.

How glorious and majestic they were, now how pitiful and broken.

In less than half an epoch, such devastating power.

It’s hard to imagine what chaos awaits in the next epoch when the Ancient Nether Ruler’s restraining methods fail, and Calamity’s principle further strengthens.

Would this world really, as Sarus described, only find its ultimate fate in destruction?

A cold glint reflected in Ye Hanjun’s chaotic eyes, like silver frost cutting through the sky.

Then, strands of divinity, swirling like smoke, light as a butterfly, circled around him, growing denser.

No... I cannot let Him have His way!

The suffering of all lives should conclude thoroughly before the turn of this epoch!

"There is some good news too..."

Ye Liuying noticed her brother’s anger, soothing softly:

"Perhaps because of a deal once struck between Father God and Sarus, the all heavens and myriads of worlds might turn into ruins, but only the Ghost Lamp Abyss remains unharmed."

"Until today, at the tail end of the Second Epoch, our homeland is still sealed, with external forces unable to penetrate."

"However, recent intelligence indicates the Fallen Camp is in a frenzy, seemingly gathering towards the Ghost Lamp Abyss under some supreme will."

"Maybe the moment the Ghost Lamp is unsealed will be their imagined moment of revelry. They won’t rest until they destroy an abyss, and eliminate the thorn in Sarus’s side."

Ye Liuying touched her heart, raised her head, and a faint smile blossomed upon her face, speaking gently:

"We had been worried, unsure if our current forces could withstand this calamity."

"Unexpectedly, you returned. With you here, the so-called ’fall’... should be the ones trembling in fear, right?"