Calamity of Tomorrow

Zhou Bai let out a long howl, his fist shattering Xiang Tiandi's Primordial Spirit's grand hand. The twelve halos of his Primordial Spirit unfolded one after the other, immediately intimidating the entire audience, clearly and distinctly signaling his formidable strength to everyone.

Zhang Tianxin, Lin Xiang, and others all looked at the drastically changed figure with faces full of shock.

Witnessing the figure that had once seemed weak and insignificant transform violently in the blink of an eye, its aura surging like an ant turning into a dragon, they were once again filled with a mix of shock and fear.

"That person is definitely not Qin Hao."

"We've actually been in the company of such a dangerous individual for so long?"

"Who on earth is he?!"

Lin Xiang's eyes were glued to Zhou Bai, growing more and more certain of his familiarity, when suddenly she screamed, "Zhou... Zhou Bai! That's Zhou Bai!"

"What?!" Zhang Tianxin immediately reacted as well. They had all witnessed the Daluo Heaven doctrinal debates and had seen Zhou Bai's appearance. Although they had seen him, they were not very familiar with him and hadn't made the connection at once.

Now, hearing Lin Xiang's reminder, they all reacted, and both shock and anger surged through them, "It really is Zhou Bai, that traitor!"

In their eyes, Zhou Bai was a human traitor who had sided with the Heavenly Demon.

Now, seeing Zhou Bai as if he was still intent on defending the Sky Flipping Sect, their hearts were filled with even greater fury, already branding Zhou Bai as a completely crazed, extremely evil and venomous arch-fiend.

Inside Donghua City, Jing Xiu and Xia Li were both stunned as they watched the projection showing Zhou Bai, their emotions complex and indescribable. At this point, they were no longer clear whether the Sky Flipping Sect was good or evil, or whether they should listen to the words of the Heavenly Court.

Jiaojiao jumped to her feet, her very flesh disintegrating with her movement, "Zhou Bai..." She let out a bitter laugh, finding it ironic that despite her efforts to stop Li Xiuzhu's message for reinforcements, Zhou Bai had still ended up going, making her actions seem misguided.

But as she looked at Zhou Bai in the projected image, she sighed, "Li Xiuzhu has already sacrificed himself, so why has Zhou Bai chosen this moment to appear? Could it be that he wants to take charge of the Sky Flipping Sect?"

At that thought, her expression immediately grew serious. Zhou Bai had now become a target for many, yet frustratingly, Jiaojiao was unable to leave Donghua City, powerless to assist him.

"Zhou Bai is being too impulsive. The Heavenly Court will definitely not let him go this time."

Just then, the Xuan Nu beside her suddenly stood up, her body transforming into nothingness as she dashed outside.

Jiaojiao called out, "Xiao Pei? Where are you going?"

Xuan Nu replied, "Zhou Bai is summoning me; I must go to help him."

Watching Xiao Pei's fading figure, an array of silhouettes seemed to emerge before Jiaojiao's eyes.

A long-haired youth holding a sword said, "Junior sister, take good care of yourself while I am away. I'll be back once I've killed the Heavenly Demon."

The girl in battle attire spoke earnestly, "Master! The southern front has begun. I can't just stay here focusing on my own cultivation; I have to go support South Mountain City."

The clear-faced woman in Daoist robes said, "Mother, I wish to go to West Mountain City to support the Jijian Pavilion."

The teenager not yet twenty laughed buoyantly, "Grandma, don't worry. Once I've slain the invading Heavenly Demon, I'll return to celebrate your birthday."

Zhao Shouyi bitterly laughed, "Ancestor, I'm reaching my limit. Before I completely mutate, I want to help Zhou Bai for the last stretch."

As she gazed at Xiao Pei's retreating figure, Jiaojiao instinctively wanted to reach out and stop her. The situation facing Zhou Bai was a ground of certain death with little hope for survival, and Xiao Pei had only just begun to regain some semblance of humanity...

The next moment, Jiaojiao slowly lowered her hand and watched as Xiao Pei's figure quickly vanished, sighing, "Is this the fate of humanity?"

"Generation after generation…"

After a mournful, drawn-out sigh, silence had once again encapsulated the Forbidden Land in Donghua City.

In West Mountain City, as Lin Muqing watched Li Xiuzhu collapse amidst the sword light, tears started to unknowingly brim in her eyes.

She remembered the days of war when she nearly died on the Heavenly Demon Battlefield and Li Xiuzhu had saved her.

She remembered Li Xiuzhu's confident and spirited demeanor as they discussed the methods to save the world.

'Didn't you say you wanted to save the world?'

'Didn't you say you were going to lead humanity to rise?'

'How could you die here?'

'If you are dead, what are we supposed to do?'

Just as Lin Muqing was shocked by Li Xiuzhu's death, she saw within the projection Zhou Bai let out a long howl and head towards the arena.

"Zhou Bai?" A glint flashed in Lin Muqing's eyes, but in the next instant, it dimmed again, "Immortals are too strong, Zhou Bai might not be a match for them. Besides, even if the Slayer of Ghosts and Gods is defeated, there's still Xiang Tiandi and other immortals, we simply cannot win."

At the same time, both Xiang Haocu and Zhao Yue at the scene were surprised by Zhou Bai's appearance, "What is he doing? Has he gone mad?"

Zhao Yue frowned slightly, looking at the man who had defeated her in the debates of Daluo Heaven, she recalled the words he had said during the debates.

"Act according to one's own heart… Now that you're confronting an Immortal, let me see what you can do in the face of absolute power disparity. After all, won't you just have to accept your defeat like I did?"

Xiang Tiandi's gaze flickered slightly, "Zhou Bai is here? He's actually stepping into the arena after Li Xiuzhu's death? Tactically speaking, this is a terrible arrangement; there must be something fishy about it."

"However, his last battle with Li Zhengdao might have given him strong confidence. Little does he know that since the Emperor of Gods passed down the way of Tai Wei, we have been growing stronger every day."

As Xiang Tiandi pondered these matters, a group of monks rushed over from the distance. They were all disciples of Immortal Ming Yue, who had witnessed their own master step into the arena, only to be killed.

Just as they felt as if the sky had collapsed and their master had died, the Ming Yue transformed by Xiang Tiandi appeared once again.

Therefore, after the Ming Yue disguised by Xiang Tiandi returned to the Floating Palace, these disciples eagerly rushed over, longing to see their master.

The leader, a Taoist priest named Xuan Yuan, looked at Xiang Tiandi inside the palace with a face full of concern and asked, "Marshall Xiang, do you know where the Master is?"

The disciples behind him, somewhat impatient, asked, "Is the Master alright?"

Xiang Tiandi looked at these disciples of Immortal Ming Yue and frowned slightly, thinking, 'These monks probably won't rest until they find Ming Yue. If they find out that Immortal Ming Yue is already dead, that would be another trouble.'

Xiang Tiandi had not easily covered up the news of Immortal Ming Yue's 'death' and could not allow any slip-ups.

Thus, looking down at these monks, his eyes suddenly shot out two bolts of lightning. Like two pillars of light, they directly swept across the heads of these disciples, and in an instant, melted their brains completely, with their Primordial Spirit's sea of consciousness evaporated into nothingness.

Until their death, their faces still maintained the expression from moments before; most of them hadn't even realized they had been attacked.