Calamity of Tomorrow

The Primordial Spirit darted through the air at such a rapid pace that Zhou Bai, in almost a blink of an eye, stirred up a gust of cold wind and pounced onto the Ancient Texts 05, wrapping it up entirely.

But the reactions of the four great experts were extremely quick; almost at the moment Zhou Bai touched the Ancient Texts 05, their attacks had already followed one after another.

The air seemed to be turned into a vacuum under the violent force, and under the pressure of four Primordial Spirit forces, even the light seemed slightly twisted.

Although they did not understand why someone's Primordial Spirit had emerged, let alone why he had found the basement, when Sun Jingping and the other three great experts acted together, they were somewhat reassured to see the opponent's Primordial Spirit rapidly dissipating in the air.

"Probably over seven thousand in Primordial Spirit force," Sun Jingping assessed the strength of the opposing Primordial Spirit and made a judgment, "A 7th realm expert dares to force his way through with his Primordial Spirit emerged? Truly courting death."

The guards around also inwardly sighed at the sight, 'A 7th realm expert is already considered an outstanding powerhouse in the world, authoritative wherever he goes, but now in front of the Saint Heir, Blood God Child, Lord Wei Wuji, and the Crimson Heart Venerable, he's just as vulnerable, like an egg, about to be crushed.'

Just when everyone thought that the unexpected 7th realm cultivator was about to be crushed and killed, they saw streams of black mire surging out from the void, instantly covering the opponent's Primordial Spirit, like a cloud of blackness enveloping the entire Ancient Texts.

"Elsa!" Zhou Bai called out in his heart.

Elsa had directly spat out all the Guihai Heisha from the Spatial Bag; amidst the churning black mire, Zhou Bai's entire Primordial Spirit was engulfed, preparing to strike like a mountain!

Wei Wuji threw a punch, his black dragon-like Primordial Spirit force had just been ravaging Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit wildly, but with the emergence of the Guihai Heisha, he felt the opponent's Primordial Spirit become countless times more solid. His Primordial Spirit force struck fiercely but failed to penetrate the opposition's Primordial Spirit.

"What is this magic technique that can condense the Primordial Spirit so solidly? It's like a magical treasure?" Wei Wuji bellowed, scales of black dragon manifesting on his skin, and grizzly wings erupting from his back, as he revealed his half-beast form of the Seven-winged Sky Splitting Dragon.

With seven massive wings stirring slightly behind him, violent currents exploded from his body as mysterious bloodline powers burst forth in rapid succession.

Sky Splitting Fist!

Wei Wuji had shot out with a loud bang, like an electromagnetic cannonball, and exploded his punch into the midst of Zhou Bai's black cloud-covered Primordial Spirit.

Crack crack, although the Primordial Spirit was intangible, it felt as solid as real magical treasure armor. Under Wei Wuji's strike, a palm-sized piece shattered away.

Instead, Wei Wuji's own hand was numbed by the shock, his vital energy roiled as if he had punched himself.

Seeing this, Wei Wuji was shocked, 'How is this possible? My Sky Splitting Fist should be able to punch through a mountain; how could it not break his Primordial Spirit?'

"This person has profound cultivation; everyone, give it your all and show no mercy!" The Crimson Heart Venerable formed hand seals and began to gather the power of the Nether Spring Blood Sea Formation, preparing to strike Zhou Bai with full force.

Elsewhere, Blood God Child's eyes flickered with strange blood-lights; in a flash of movement, he dashed towards Zhou Bai, raising hundreds to thousands of blood shadows.

The 8th realm technique he practiced, the Blood Shadow Demon Map, allowed him to condense his Primordial Spirit force into blood shadows, each capable of growing stronger by devouring the opponent's Primordial Spirit force.

"Dare to have your Primordial Spirit emerge in front of me, let's see how I suck your soul away."

At this moment, hundreds to thousands of blood shadows pounced onto Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit, sucking up his Primordial Spirit force like parasites.

"You want to suck? Then have your fill!" Zhou Bai sneered coldly as the Guihai Heisha surged toward the blood shadows.

The Guihai Heisha, soul-consuming and bone-eroding, was especially adept at eroding Primordial Spirit force.

He saw blood shadows melting away like snowflakes under the sun as they were struck by the assault of the Guihai Black Evil.

Blood God's Son let out a cry of alarm and controlled the blood shadows as they flew back, "Is it the Guihai Black Evil?! Be careful, don't attack with your Primordial Spirit's power!"

Sun Jingping's entire body glowed with golden light, much like a deity or Buddha in a temple, every muscle and bone on his body was perfect, seemingly a symbol of endless strength.

Then he saw him stride meteorically toward Zhou Bai, with a huge wheel shadow slowly emerging behind him, looking like a gate to hell had been opened, with beasts, asuras, and evil spirits howling behind him, which eventually turned into six intertwined forces that converged onto his hand.

Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!

"Monster! Die!" Amidst Sun Jingping's shout, his right fist stirred up six mysterious, dark, scorching, or ice-cold powers, forming a massive wheel that grinded towards Zhou Bai.

This was the Evil Sect's Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, which required the prior cultivation of six different types of dao arts. By using the mutually conflicting and restraining powers of these six dao arts, it unleashes a force that seeks to obliterate all things, shatter everything, and drag all life into reincarnation.

Faced with Sun Jingping's Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, Zhou Bai burst into wild laughter and activated the Tianhe Star Explosion, the invisible gravity colliding with Sun Jingping's Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

Zhou Bai said, "The fist technique isn't bad, but the person using it is pathetic. Scram!"

Boom! Propelled by 7200 points of Primordial Spirit force, the Tianhe Star Explosion, with its peak sword strength, exhibited its dominator-class dao art prowess.

Bang! Accompanied by the collision of gravity and the fist technique, Sun Jingping let out a stifled grunt, feeling as though he had been struck by a mountain, and he stumbled back seven steps, each step cracking the ground and spraying shards out like bullets.

Sun Jingping retreated all the way to the wall and with a loud bang, he created a huge dent in it before stopping, looking at the pitch-black Primordial Spirit with shock and fury.

With one breath, Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit shrank, enveloping the Guihai Black Evil, much like surging black clouds: "Evil Sect Saint Heir? Pathetic."

Zhou Bai coldly said, "It's a declining generation. You can't even keep the Primordial Scripture safe; it's better to return it to me."

With that said, he saw the pitch-black Primordial Spirit shrink down to the size of a human head, while the original Primordial Scripture had vanished.

This was Elsa's doing, following Zhou Bai's instructions. While the few of them exchanged blows in a flash, she had directly swallowed the Primordial Scripture 05 into the Spatial Bag.

Sun Jingping, looking at the disappearing Primordial Scripture, cried out in anger, "Who are you, after all? You won't live long if you've emerged in your Primordial Spirit form."

Zhou Bai laughed heartily, his Primordial Spirit light, directly fleeing towards the ground, while scoffing, "What is Primordial Spirit Emergence? I have personally seen the operation of the Heavenly Dao, witnessed the falling of stars, seen blood spread across the land, and seen the true terror of an approaching catastrophe."

"You know nothing of the universe."

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Sun Jingping ordered, "Stop him!"

The Crimson Heart Noble, who had been accumulating Array power, suddenly activated, and the entire basement was dragged into a sea of blood. Zhou Bai found his Primordial Spirit momentarily unable to break free from the blood sea's shackles.

At the same time, Sun Jingping's figure flashed, already in front of Zhou Bai, his golden body emitting waves of black wind that pulverized and disintegrated everything around.

The black wind scraped across Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit, and all that it touched began to shatter.

Doomsday Catastrophe activated!

Sun Jingping, with murderous intent, declared, "I don't care where you come from, if you don't hand over the Primordial Scripture, then go to die."