"My Domineering Heaven City... why is this happening? Why has a natural disaster suddenly struck?"
Xiongba stood atop the massive city, exuding an aura of unmatched dominance. Below, the city had suffered extensive collapses, with large numbers of civilians caught in the catastrophe. Years of painstaking construction had been devastated in a single moment. The losses were incalculable, and rebuilding would be unimaginably difficult—requiring far more effort and resources than before. Worst of all, many civilians had died or were injured.
And these civilians were the very foundation of his dominion.
Even Xiongba's expression turned grim at the realization of the damage done to his foundation.
Once the overlord of the martial world, he had now embarked on the path of competing for destiny—a path he held in the highest regard. He had deliberately chosen not to reestablish the World Society, refusing to tread the sectarian route once more. What he pursued was fate, that intoxicating path of commanding the world by day and embracing beauties by night. A sovereign who ruled both the land and its pleasures—that was his dream.
Yet now, a disaster had crushed most of his previous efforts. It was truly a calamity from nowhere.
"City Lord, the city still needs your leadership. This disaster... it's terrifying,"
A man with a strikingly effeminate demeanor walked over, swaying as he fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan. Though he exuded a sort of seductive aura, it wasn't off-putting.
"You're right, Wen Chouchou. Go inform the city's forces to assist with the relief efforts and rescue the people. They are the foundation of Domineering Heaven City," Xiongba nodded. Though he felt bitter, there was no reasoning with natural disasters.
When they came, no one could escape. No one could hide.
He had suffered, but so had everyone else.
This earthquake had swept across the entire Eternal World.
It was truly apocalyptic.
Much of the terrain had been reshaped. Mountains flattened, oceans surged. Islands shattered and sank beneath the waves, extinguishing all life upon them. In some seas, new landmasses rose from the ocean floor, forming massive new islands that would soon be fertile grounds for new life to flourish.
It was a world-changing disaster.
Such catastrophic scenes were playing out in countless regions. Be they human or alien, none were spared. All had been struck by the calamity. It was total. No one escaped. Everyone was caught in the same storm.
Many cultivators began to feel relieved, assuming the disaster had finally passed.
After all, the damage was already immense—what else could be considered a natural disaster if not this?
Unfortunately, this belief was only wishful thinking.
CRACK!!
Just as the earthquakes quieted down, a sudden and thunderous rift ripped through the sky. It came without warning—a terrifying ripping sound echoing through the heavens.
"What's going on?! The sky... what's happening to the sky?"
In the Great Yi Dynasty, thanks to the Jiangshan Sheji Diagram's geomantic array, the nation's suffering was minimized to its lowest possible extent. Most losses were of material things, and there were virtually no casualties. People even had the luxury to look beyond their city walls.
But the strange new sound drew all eyes to the sky.
At some unknown moment, the heavens had darkened—not with clouds, but with a pure and terrifying blackness. The sky itself had darkened. Worse yet, cracks had appeared—visible fractures in the void, like a shattered porcelain bowl. The cracks were unmistakable and bone-chilling.
"The sky... it's cracking open!"
"This is the end! After the earthquakes... now the heavens are falling? Is this truly Heaven and Earth collapsing?"
"What's happening?! I feel like this entire world is about to break apart. Could it be the Eternal World is falling to pieces? That's impossible!"
Countless cultivators stared at the sight in the sky, their faces filled with indescribable fear. The sheer horror of the scene overwhelmed their senses. Despair hung heavy in the air.
"What's going on..." Lian Xing murmured in shock, standing atop the Rainbow Bridge.
"Something's wrong. The disaster clearly isn't over. But what comes next... we have no way of knowing. The seismograph only detects ground-based energy fluctuations. It can't sense changes in the sky. Unless we obtain the Heaven's Mechanism Compass..." Jiang Ni said gravely.
Only by combining the Heaven's Mechanism Compass with the seismograph could one truly detect all celestial and terrestrial changes—every heavenly omen and earthbound tremor. But now, they were utterly blind to the origin of this new crisis.
The heavens themselves seemed about to collapse. No one could fathom what such a disaster might bring.
"There is great terror between life and death."
Yi Tianxing looked at the terrified faces of countless cultivators. This sky-tearing vision struck deep fear into every soul. The pressure it placed on one's will and spirit was immense. That the people hadn't yet collapsed mentally was already a miracle.
SWISH!!
Suddenly, a golden eye materialized in the void.
Within that golden eye flickered countless mystic chains of law, appearing and vanishing, radiant and mysterious. The eye exuded boundless majesty. In its presence, every living being felt as though an invisible shackle had locked them in place, pressing down with crushing pressure.
Unknowingly, reverence arose in their hearts.
"Heaven's Eye!"
Yi Tianxing looked up, his voice low but clear.
It was the Heaven's Eye—not the first time he had seen it. Yet each time, he could clearly feel it growing stronger, its majesty more overwhelming.
It was as though the authority of the Heavenly Dao was growing more absolute.
Its growth was frighteningly rapid.
And now, in the presence of the Heaven's Eye, Yi Tianxing felt no desire to resist. Not because resistance was impossible, but because—compared to the Heavenly Dao—he was less than a bug. In fact, even a bug had more hope. Even with all his hidden cards, if the Heaven's Eye turned on him, he would be instantly annihilated.
They weren't even on the same plane of existence.
The appearance of the Heaven's Eye meant this was no ordinary disaster.
CRACK!!
Following the Heaven's Eye, countless spheres of light of various sizes appeared in the dark sky.
They floated like stars, suspended in the blackened void.
The Heaven's Eye remained at the center, and though it was brilliant, these orbs made it seem almost insignificant by comparison. They orbited around it.
A closer look revealed that each glowing sphere emanated a unique will.
And these wills—shockingly—bore the same aura as the one within the Heaven's Eye.
"Will of Heaven and Earth... every single orb contains a world's will. Could these be the remnants of the original Heavenly Wills from the myriad worlds before the fusion?"
Yi Tianxing's heart trembled with realization.
Each sphere held a Heavenly Will. That could only mean they came from the myriad realms before the fusion—each one was a former world's own Dao of Heaven.
"So that's it... no wonder the omens predicted that an inevitable disaster would strike. This is the final stage of the fusion. The previous stages merged the fundamental essences of the myriad realms. But now... it's the Heavenly Wills themselves that are merging."
Jiang Ni, as a geomancer deeply attuned to Heaven and Earth, saw the truth and was struck with sudden clarity.
"This is the final step. During this fusion, the Heavenly Dao's control over the Eternal World is at its weakest. The disturbance to natural laws brings disaster—devastating disaster."
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath. His expression turned solemn.
Normally, the Heavenly Dao enforced order, keeping laws and energies stable. But now, its attention was consumed by merging all the heavenly wills. Its grip on the laws of reality was slipping.
The result? Catastrophes. Lawless destruction.
Like the cracks in the sky, these were the scars left by the incomplete fusion of realms.
But when the fusion was complete—when the Heavenly Dao consumed all other wills—those cracks would vanish. The laws would stabilize. The world would become truly whole. There would be no more chaos.
But until then... this was the most dangerous moment.
The most fragile state for the Eternal World.
A test of survival for all living beings.
Only strength could see them through.
There was no other refuge.
"This might just be the beginning of the disaster," Yi Tianxing said gravely.
The earlier earthquake had merely marked the collision and merging of the world's physical cores. But now, as the heavenly wills clashed, a complete reset was underway.
A total rewriting of Heaven and Earth.