Calamity of Tomorrow

Zhou Bai looked at the three monsters in front of him, intense murderous intent continuously surged from his chest, yet it was still temporarily suppressed by his will.

"Just a little bit more... there's no need to kill them."

Zhou Bai's eyes were fixed tightly on Li Xiuzhu's figure, watching the glimmer of eighteen trigrams on the other's body, hope shined in his eyes.

"The current time..."

"Xia Li died 3 hours and 6 minutes ago..."

"Jiaojiao mutated at least 2 hours and 11 minutes ago..."

"My Time Reverse is 60 minutes... If each trigram can add 10 minutes to the reversal time, then by absorbing the 18 trigrams on Li Xiuzhu's body, I can go back 240 minutes... which is 4 hours ago..."

"Adding the time it took to get here, to stop Jiaojiao... I must get the trigrams on Li Xiuzhu's body within half an hour at least..."

"With each passing second, they will be in even greater danger."

Calculating the urgent time he had to grasp, Zhou Bai looked at Li Xiuzhu and said, "Give me the trigrams on your body, I need them for Time Reverse. Give me the trigrams, and I'll leave immediately, I have no interest in fighting you."

San Mei looked at Zhou Bai and said, "Impossible, how can we know what you will do after you get the trigrams? Will you attack us? Moreover, the trigrams are too important, we simply cannot give them to you just like that, but if you're willing to wait until the Sect Hierarch fixes the Array..."

The Zhou Bai they were facing had joined the Heavenly Demon and even mastered Mutated Power, and was even allied with a mutant.

Whether it was the Heavenly Demon or mutants, both were considered mortal enemies of humanity, San Mei simply did not trust the Zhou Bai before them.

"There's no time..." Zhou Bai said coldly, "I don't have time for your nonsense."

The next moment, Zhou Bai attempted to initiate teleportation, to get close to Li Xiuzhu...

'Just a moment of closeness is enough...' Zhou Bai looked at the trigram glints on Li Xiuzhu's body, feeling that the golden light was already restless.

The gemstone controlled by Zhou Bai, as long as it came close to the trigrams, could absorb the trigrams' power unseen by others.

But how could the Sky Flipping Sect and its people dare let him get close to Li Xiuzhu, to touch the trigrams?

Before Zhou Bai could absorb the power of the trigrams, a fist was already blocking his face, bearing the vast intent of a punch hammering towards Zhou Bai.

The one who punched was Qian Wangsun, who had preempted Zhou Bai's teleportation at the last moment, blocking in front of Li Xiuzhu to fiercely clash with Zhou Bai.

Boom!

Qian Wangsun's fist collided hard with the Emperor's Sword, instantly fracturing and deforming, blood drenched, and the whole person let out a muffled groan, retreating backwards.

Zhou Bai was about to sweep Qian Wangsun aside, but he felt a vast will rushing straight into his sea of consciousness.

He vaguely saw a pure white light exploding in his sea of consciousness, feeling as if someone had poured sulfuric acid into his brain, causing him to suffer waves of severe pain.

Skies turned and the Earth reformed! Thoughts of vigor, tragedy, and grandeur surged into his brain, suppressing his will, shaking his Primordial Spirit.

Under the attack of the Great Sky Flipping Fist Intent, Zhou Bai's will was severely affected.

The urgency of time, the pressure of companions' life and death, coupled with the images from the Demon Illuminating Eye, kept Zhou Bai's monster-slaying urge on the edge of activation, any delay, feeling too much time wasted, would cause him to take action and slay his opponent.

And at this moment, with the attack of the Great Sky Flipping Fist Intent, the monster-slaying urge he could still slightly suppress with will, began to flare up again, the demonic blood glow in his right eye becoming brighter and brighter, burning like a blood-red flame.

Zhou Bai looked at the monster in front of him and roared, "Qian Wangsun! You idiot! Don't force me to kill you!"

Qian Wangsun looked at Zhou Bai, the cold eyes emanating bursts of fanatic will, with the Great Sky Flipping Fist Intent boiling and erupting in his mind: "Zhou Bai! If you move one step further, I will clean the house on behalf of the Great Elder today."

"Qian—Wang—sun!"

"Zhou Bai!"

With one slash of his sword, a piercing Sword Qi swept across, as if it was intent on splitting everything before him in two.

One of Qian Wangsun's hands was disabled, his other hand clenched into a fist, his expression resolute, ready to reach out with a flip of his palm.

This strike seemed like an inverted lotus flower blooming between heaven and earth, bursting through the cosmos, reversing the mortal world.

Zhou Bai felt a more frenzied fist intent sweeping over with the blooming lotus, as if the heavens and earth were overturning, the imperial stars faltering.

Along with it, his body began to revolt against his consciousness, his Primordial Spirit was temporarily suppressed, and his consciousness fell into a moment of pause.

Boom!

Qian Wangsun's palm was cut off by the Sword Qi, his body drenched in blood and flung backward, smiling bitterly at the scene before him, his physical body was still too weak, simply incapable of clashing head-on with Zhou Bai.

As his will was being wildly suppressed by the Great Sky Flipping Fist Intent, Zhou Bai held his head and roared, the Demon Illuminating Eye, seizing this moment of injury to his will, continued its assault, the demonic red light filling his eye sockets.

"Why won't you give me the trigrams? Just give them to me..."

Intense light surged from Zhou Bai's fingertips.

The Genesis galaxy collapsed...

Accompanying the light and heat in their utmost brilliance, Qian Wangsun's vision darkened, he entirely lost consciousness, completely dead.

...

Qian Wangsun, enduring Li Xiuzhu's fist intent, suddenly opened his eyes. The visions from his premonition, in which he was clashing head-on with Zhou Bai, echoed in his mind.

"No, a frontal fight won't do; I am not his match. I need to think of something else."

"Let's try using the hexagrams."

Qian Wangsun's eyes seemed to swirl into two vortexes, as countless futures kept emerging before him.

...

The 27th Hexagram

A massive landscape painting trapped Zhou Bai and the Mysterious Maiden within an alternate space.

Qian Wangsun heaved a sigh of relief, but just as he thought he had succeeded, more Zhou Bais began to appear all around, muttering and roaring madly, as dark fissures emerged and dazzling light radiated.

Zhou Bai remotely unleashed the Creation of Genesis Galaxy Annihilation by leveraging his fear subservients.

At the same time, his worship subservients conveyed Zhou Bai's mumbles, "Why? Why won't you give the hexagrams to me?"

The scorching light engulfed Qian Wangsun again, and his consciousness plunged back into eternal silence.

...

"It's still not working… Let's try another one." Qian Wangsun rubbed his increasingly sore eyes from which threads of blood began to spread.

...

The 33rd Hexagram

Li Xiuzhu and Qian Wangsun before him took on forms akin to nothingness; Zhou Bai grasped and slashed at them wildly but couldn't inflict any harm or even touch them.

Qian Wangsun exhaled in relief, "As long as I continue to maintain the 33rd Hexagram, wait for the Array to be repaired…"

From the darkness, more and more shadows surged forward, chanting Zhou Bai's name and bringing the power of the void.

Everything before him began to get chaotic, twisted, and bizarre, with the boundary between the Material World and the void becoming increasingly blurred.

"Give me the hexagrams!"

The last thing Qian Wangsun saw was a massive tentacle piercing through his stomach, and then his consciousness completely vanished.

...

"Dead again… Did I ultimately mutate?" Qian Wangsun covered his eyes, feeling blood flowing from them. Even his ability to foresee wasn't unlimited; he had used it far too many times today, and the strain on his eyes was progressively exceeding their limit. Continuing to use it risked the destruction of his sight.

"No, I have to find another way."

Death!

Death!

Death!

Death!

Death!

No matter how many times he tried, it always ended in death.

Zhou Bai in the darkness was like an unstoppable, unavoidable natural disaster, grinding all of Qian Wangsun's efforts to dust and dragging him into the profoundest darkness.

"He's too strong..."

"We are simply no match for him..."

"Unless the Sect Hierarch gives up on the Array and takes action personally, there might be a chance… But that would mean..."

The safety of three hundred million people in Donghua City was something Qian Wangsun found difficult to relinquish.

The numerous past attempts kept twirling in his mind, as he pondered a way to break through the current plight.

And Zhou Bai's words seemed to echo once more in Qian Wangsun's ears.

"Why won't you give the hexagrams to me? Just give me the hexagrams…"

"Give me the hexagrams!"

"Why? Why won't you give the hexagrams to me?"

In every premonition, Zhou Bai time and again snatched the hexagrams, willing to kill anyone who appeared before him.

Qian Wangsun: "Do you want the hexagrams that badly?"

"Then I'll give them a try."

The foresight ability activated once more, and a severe pain exploded in Qian Wangsun's eyes. Streams of blood tears burst forth, and with a scream, he looked at the scene he had foreseen, his face showing a surprised expression.