Chapter 1888: Chapter 1888: Cataclysm Descends
The Seventh Source Dinsion.
With a thunderous roar!
Countless stars shatter, flas fill the universe, and the screams of innurable living beings spread with the source energy.
These screams are filled with fear, pain, and despair.
From the surging sea of fire, Pri Evil flies out laughing madly, a layer of black armor clinging to him, ford by the power of resentnt.
With each act of slaughter, his visage increasingly resembles that of the true Pri Evil, and not Xing Sheng.
Pri Evil flies all the way, where he passes, stars explode, and star rivers break apart.
His terrifying aura engulfs the entire source dinsion.
All living beings have but to close their eyes to see him slaughtering, the fear of witnessing death approaching driving all to madness.
Those with powerful cultivation wish to escape through the Origin Realm, only to discover in shock that it’s sealed, they cannot enter.
The Seventh Source Dinsion has now evolved into a prison, where they are all inmates awaiting death.
“It’s over… truly going to die…”
“What exactly is he?”
“Could it be that the Creator God wants to destroy everything again?”
“Creator God? Is he even a god? He’s entirely a demon! A demon of slaughter!”
“Where is the Heavenly Emperor? Why hasn’t he appeared yet?”
The living beings are terrified, so even praying for the Heavenly Emperor to appear, just like when the Eternal as One destroyed the source dinsions in the past.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Emperor is cultivating in the Supre Divine Realm and cannot attend to them.
“Death is your only return!”
The sinister laughter of Pri Evil echoes throughout the Seventh Source Dinsion.
As he slaughters more and more living beings, he slowly grows stronger.
He doesn’t hurry to the Supre Divine Realm because he wants Qin Jun to die last.
Qin Jun angered him, so he wanted Qin Jun to die in utmost despair.
Just then, the Seventh Source Master flies over.
Looking at the terrifying Pri Evil, the Seventh Source Master takes a deep breath, determination filling her exquisite face.
As the Source Master, she has the duty to fight for the living beings of the Seventh Source Dinsion.
“What? Do you wish to challenge ?”
Pri Evil notices the Seventh Source Master as well, a sneer of disdain on his face, those pupil-less eyes staring at her, and in an instant, the Seventh Source Master feels an icy chill all over her body, sensing death right before her.
She had never felt like this before.
Fear climbs in her heart.
Yet she neither collapses nor flees.
Instead, she brings her hands together, murmuring incantations only she understands, and in a blink, phantoms begin to appear all around her, growing in numbers.
All of them are the souls of the dead!
“The Vengeance God Technique, even if I can’t defeat you, I will fight!”
The Seventh Source Master says gravely, since she cannot escape the Seventh Source Dinsion, she’d rather die a glorious death.
Pri Evil lets out a cold laugh, suddenly appearing before the Seventh Source Master, striking with a palm.
BOOM—
A beam of black light shoots from his palm, instantly engulfing the Seventh Source Master’s figure, and the phantoms around her dissipate as if they never existed.
The Seventh Source Master, fallen!
In front of Pri Evil, she was utterly powerless.
Pri Evil laughs wantonly, continuing to fly forward.
He deliberately links the minds of all the living, forcing them to witness the tragic death of the Seventh Source Master.
At this mont, the entire Seventh Source Dinsion falls into silent despair.
The calamity descended too quickly, leaving no ti to react.
Now that even the Source Master is dead, who can save them?
The slaughter continues.
When the Creator Gods arrived, three-quarters of the living in the Seventh Source Dinsion had already perished.
The accumulated resentnt is palpable, even to the Creator Gods, as a chill that pierces the bone.
With a grim face, knowing he had never faced such a disaster since their inception, the Eternal God Fate grits his teeth: “Find him for ! We must kill that entity!”
Until then, it was always the Creator Gods fighting among themselves, so anger filled his heart.
Creator Gods are proud beings, permitting only themselves to destroy; no other being may act wantonly.
“Yes!”
A hundred billion divine soldiers respond in unison, their cultivation strong, disappearing in an instant to capture Pri Evil.
“Hmph! Let’s see how arrogant a re split body can be!”
The Eternal God Fate snorts coldly, his words full of murderous intent.
…
In the Primordial, Qin Jun dispatches his split body with the intent of retrieving his wife and children.
Heavenly Emperor’s Palace.
“No! I cannot leave!”
Qin Lingming stands up and exclaims loudly, his face full of unwillingness.
Below him stands the Heavenly Emperor’s split body, daring to refute Qin Jun’s orders for the first ti.
“If you stay, you will die.”
The Heavenly Emperor’s split body stares at Qin Lingming, speaking each word deliberately.
Qin Lingming walks down, brushing past the Heavenly Emperor’s split body, speaking as he walks, “Even in death, I will stand and fall with the Heavenly Court!”
Stand and fall!
The Heavenly Emperor’s split body remains silent, sighs, and then disappears.
Qin Lingming was fully aware that staying ant certain death, but he could not leave, as he had promised upon his enthronent that he would not let the Heavenly Court fall under his watch.
Elsewhere, Tianyun, Jixiang, Qin Tiancheng, Qin Bufu, Ruoxin, Qin Tianwu, Qin Xue’er, and other sons and daughters of the heavens were also found by other Heavenly Emperor’s split bodies and gathered at the square below the Heavenly Emperor’s Palace, ready to fly together to the Supre Divine Realm.
“What exactly is happening?”
“Mother, where are we going?”
“Why is Father mobilizing such forces?”
“Don’t ask, we don’t know either.”
They discuss nervously.
In past crises, Qin Jun had never gathered them all together for migration.
“Bufu, what do you think is the reason?”
Qin Tiancheng hooks Qin Bufu’s neck, asking with a grin, not nervous at all, but rather amused.
Qin Bufu glances at him and doesn’t answer.
Soon, the Heavenly Emperor’s split bodies return to the square, one of them speaks: “Now, a being nad Pri Evil has entered the source space, intent on destroying everything, slaughtering the Seventh Source Dinsion, and including myself, no one can defeat him, so I must first send you to the Supre Divine Realm, where the Creator Gods were born, the origin of all things, and I too am cultivating there.”
It is Qin Jun!
He communicates with his family through the Heavenly Emperor’s split body.
Upon hearing this, everyone is thrown into chaos.
In their hearts, Qin Jun is the Invincible; how strong must the enemy be if even Qin Jun cannot contend?
“But… what about my clan?”
Qin Tianwu asks cautiously, having already started a family, with descendants spanning dozens of generations; how could he be heartless enough to leave them behind?
Once he speaks, the other sons and daughters of the heavens voice their concerns too.
Now that each has their own family, leaving abruptly is not easy.
The Heavenly Emperor’s split body frowns, then Qin Jun’s voice cos through: “The Supre Divine Realm is unlike the Primordial, with cultivation too weak, you cannot withstand the pressure, so you can’t bring too many people. Make your decision quickly!”
Should it be as they suggested, taking millions upon millions of beings to the Supre Divine Realm?
Qin Jun must focus on cultivation; there is no ti to protect them.
Moreover, if all kin and kin of beings enter the Supre Divine Realm, where is the divine realm’s majesty?
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