"The fusion of the Earth's Origin is only the first step. In fact, this step might even be happening under the intentional guidance of the Heavenly Dao itself, which means the destructive force has been relatively minimal. But once the Heavenly Dao begins fusing with the Wills of the Myriad Worlds, its control over the laws will drop to its lowest point. At that time, if true natural disasters erupt, the devastation could be far worse."
"Moreover, no one knows how long these disasters will last. They might not end until the fusion of the wills is fully complete. However long the fusion takes—so long will the disasters endure."
A thought flickered in Yi Tianxing's mind.
There was no doubt—if this speculation turned out to be true, then the entire Eternal World would undergo a trial like never before. A trial that tested the very ability of all life to survive. It would be almost impossible to suppress it as easily as they had this time.
In truth, many throughout the Eternal World had already come to similar conclusions.
By sheer instinct, they sensed a terrifying catastrophe approaching the future.
Clatter—!
The Eye of the Heavenly Dao floating in the void did not hesitate due to the thoughts of the beings on the Eternal Continent. From its depths, radiant Chains of Law shot out—brilliant tendrils that whipped toward the nearby spheres of will like countless grasping arms.
These glowing spheres, seemingly aware, tried to evade and flee.
But facing the grasp of the Heavenly Dao, most of the weaker spheres were easily suppressed. They were captured, bound by the Chains of Law, and pulled into the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, where they were swallowed and fused. The light from the Eye grew brighter—its size even seemed to swell slightly.
One could feel an aura of joy emanating from the Eye.
Clatter—!
The Chains of Law grew increasingly rapid and aggressive, continually trying to ensnare the Wills of the Myriad Worlds.
Yet not all of these wills were without resistance.
From within one glowing sphere, a war blade suddenly burst forth, slashing violently at the Chains of Law, forcing them to recoil. Another emitted a battle halberd, dancing wildly through the void. Still another released a terrifying sword light that actually shattered a Chain of Law into pieces. These scenes were terrifying to behold—clear signs that the Heavenly Dao was clashing against the Wills of the Myriad Worlds.
Perhaps the Heavenly Dao could suppress any single will with ease—but dealing with all of them at once? With its power divided, even the Heavenly Dao couldn't capture the stronger wills so easily. Each confrontation produced victory or defeat, success or failure.
None of the wills surrendered willingly—they would not sit and wait for annihilation.
Moreover, these wills were forcibly drawn out and trapped by the Heavenly Dao's immense force. They could not escape, sealed in the void by a powerful suppressive force. This naturally put enormous pressure on the Heavenly Dao as well. Consequently, the strength behind its Chains of Law weakened.
They became more fragile.
Whoosh—!
A golden divine radiance spread out across the void, encapsulating all the Wills of the Myriad Worlds. In a flash, both the Eye of the Heavenly Dao and the wills vanished without a trace.
The once-dark void returned to normal.
Even the horrifying spatial cracks seemed to disappear.
At least, to the naked eye, there was no longer any visible disturbance.
But immediately after, streams of divine light began shooting across the void.
They scattered in all directions, falling across the entire Eternal World.
"What is that?"
"I sense an overwhelming power within those beams of light… it's like each one is a law incarnate."
Watching the divine streams tear through the sky, countless cultivators were stunned. They could feel immense power emanating from within each one. Within every divine light… there seemed to be a divine artifact born from laws.
"They're artifacts born from laws!"Yi Tianxing's expression turned solemn.
Using his Innate Yin-Yang Eyes, he could vaguely peer into the divine lights and glimpse various treasures—law-infused divine objects—each emanating a potent aura of law and even a strange spiritual vitality, almost like life itself.
Unfortunately, they were simply too fast.
Too fast to intercept. One could only watch helplessly as the divine objects scattered across all regions and realms.
Even in the territory of the Great Yi Dynasty, a beam of divine light had streaked across the sky—but no one could tell where it had landed.
Woooo—!!
As the divine lights descended, a fierce wind followed—like a storm sweeping the land.
"It's freezing… Why does it suddenly feel like winter?"
"Something's wrong with this wind. As cultivators, we rarely feel cold from snowfall. But this… this chill cuts into the flesh!"
"The temperature is dropping rapidly. What's going on?"
In the Great Yi Dynasty, even within the protective walls of the celestial cities, the people clearly felt the sudden drop in temperature. The cold wind brought a winter-like chill almost instantly.
Worse still—the cold pierced even the cultivators' defenses.
The wind was bone-piercing. Not just a metaphor—but a dangerous truth.
"Spread the word. All celestial cities must prepare supplies for the cold. A cold wave is coming—and very likely a snowstorm,"Yi Tianxing ordered solemnly, frowning.
"Yes. Judging by the speed of this drop in temperature, a snow disaster is highly likely,"Jiang Ni added quickly.
The Heavenly Dao had hidden itself, sealing the Wills of the Myriad Worlds and initiating its final fusion. In doing so, it lost control over the laws of nature—this was a true turmoil of laws. The divine objects born of law scattered across the world brought not just power—but disaster. Unrestrained law energy now wrought havoc upon heaven and earth.
In the wind…
Snow began to fall.
It was undoubtedly an uninvited guest—thick and heavy, dancing in the air like clumps of white cotton. Within moments, the land was cloaked in white.
One could see old trees in the wild, now covered in a layer of snow. Within the celestial cities, rooftops and streets were buried under a white "prison robe," as if the snow sought to cleanse the world of all filth. The howling of the cold wind carried a bone-deep chill that left people trembling.
A blizzard.
It roared across the land, slicing through fragile hearts like blades, piercing cold bodies. The world once filled with warmth turned utterly cold and merciless.
The wilderness—already scarred by earthquakes—was swiftly blanketed in snow. Mountains and rivers, shattered and broken, were now buried in a white shroud, as though to signify a kind of rebirth.
"Such a massive blizzard…"Even Huang Chengyan's face darkened.
If this was truly a snow disaster, the consequences would be dire. Crops could not be planted. Hunting dangerous beasts would become even harder. If it lasted too long, and without sufficient stores, famine would follow. This would test a nation's foundation and resource reserves.
"Damn it. If this continues, our tribe's food stores won't last,"leaders of many foreign tribes turned pale.
The terror of such disasters wasn't in immediate destruction—but in prolonged, unrelenting attrition. If a tribe lacked stockpiled resources, despair loomed.
Cultivation wouldn't save them from starvation.
The Great Yi Dynasty, for example, needed astronomical amounts of food every day to sustain its population. A million people required at least a million catties of grain per day. Over time, the consumption would become terrifying.
Eventually, some tribes would crumble.
Historically, even in Huaxia, nomadic peoples would often raid the central plains before winter to plunder food and supplies.
———
And it wasn't just the Great Yi Dynasty.
In other realms, the temperature suddenly soared in some places. Heatwaves scorched the land, withering vegetation, evaporating groundwater. The scenes were apocalyptic—like volcanoes rumbling beneath the earth.
Droughts spread across wide territories.
Other regions were struck by terrifying gales, whipping up sandstorms that blotted out the sun. The wind was so fierce, ordinary people couldn't stand upright—some even felt they would be blown away. Even stone walls bore scratches from the wind.
Wind disasters could be just as destructive as any other calamity.
One after another, various natural disasters erupted across the Eternal World.
There was no safe haven.
It was as though the end of days had begun.