Countless spiritual qi is violently raging, forming storms of spiritual qi that tear through the void, leaving mountains and rivers in ashes, life devastated.
A disaster resembling the end of the world has descended!
...
At the pinnacle of the vast Great Wilderness, shrouded in mist and clouds, lies the seat of the Celestial Desolate Emperor's court.
Palaces are on the verge of collapse, even countless restrictions cannot hold against such a world-ending calamity!
The beams are fractured, the floor tiles shattered, the glory of the past is no more.
The current Celestial Desolate Emperor stands on the high platform outside the hall, gazing at the scene of the earth collapsing and disaster qi spreading, ultimately letting out a heavy and helpless sigh:
"The hundred-thousand-year foundation of the imperial court is about to be ruined by my hand!"
"What can be done, what can be done!"
