...
At the same time.
The Star River Domain, where the gods reside.
The clanging of chains grew closer and closer in the passageway leading to the divine palace high above the heavens.
Seven angels stood ready, the leader holding a sun and moon flag that had been unfurled to form a sky-covering barrier.
When the figure finally appeared in the passage, everyone involuntarily took a half step back.
It was a hunched old man wearing bronze shackles, with the word "sin" branded on his forehead, faintly visible through his disheveled hair.
But what's even more terrifying are the nine transparent coffins floating behind him, each containing a decaying "Guardian Angel"—the very same group of guides who disappeared from the divine race three hundred years ago!
"Senior Cang Yuan..."
The flag-bearing angel's voice trembled, "You clearly already..."
The old man slowly raised his cloudy eyes, and the runes on his shackles suddenly glowed with a scarlet light.
A transparent coffin behind him suddenly exploded, and the rotting corpse inside turned into a blood mist that rushed into his body!
His hunched body straightened instantly, revealing dark red veins beneath his skin.
"The little children of the gods."
The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of black teeth. "Become a member of our dark forces, and you will be able to wield endless dark power."
Speaking of which,
He suddenly grabbed at his chest, tearing open the bloody flesh, "Quick, eat it!"
......
In the middle region, the Jiuli Immortal Dynasty.
Deep within the imperial tombs.
The old emperor trembled as he opened the black iron box, but the expected national treasure was not inside.
There was only a rusty bronze lampstand—exactly the same ancient bronze lamp held by the mysterious black-robed man who appeared in the Ruins of Return.
"The ancestral teachings were indeed true..."
As soon as he touched the lampstand, countless runes suddenly lit up the entire imperial mausoleum.
The remains of seventy-two emperors rose simultaneously, transforming into golden light and merging into the lampstand.
The wick ignited spontaneously without a flame, and a suffocating scene emerged from the black flame: in the vast sea of stars, thirty-three divine palaces were being devoured by some colossal entity.
The thing resembled an ancient black tree, with each branch piercing through a divine palace.
The immortals in the shrine turned into black stone statues, then shattered and reformed into soldiers wearing black masks...
"His Majesty!"
The captain of the guard rushed in, panicked. "Black rain is falling everywhere! Everyone who gets wet..."
Before he could finish speaking...
His skin had begun to turn to stone.
The old emperor looked out the window, where large black raindrops were falling from the sky.
Further away, the three blood moons had somehow aligned in a straight line, and above the clouds illuminated by the moonlight, the faint shadows of massive trees covering the entire divine realm were faintly visible...
—The World Tree!
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