A sharp crack echoed as two massive claws tore through the void, revealing a spatial fissure stretching over a thousand zhang in length. The black figure shifted, and a mountain-sized form stepped forth from the crack, followed by a flash of light as two more streaks of brilliant light shot out. After the light subsided, the figures within the streaks materialized as a young Daoist and a thin, yellow-robed man. As the black aura on the giant's body dispersed, his true form revealed itself—a dark giant with curved horns on his head and several rows of short bony spines along his back. His face was as ordinary as that of a common man, even somewhat endearing, yet the aura emanating from his body conveyed a near-asphyxiating sense of terror. "With your extraordinary Daoist prowess, Brother Unvanquished, you managed to tear through the void simply by transforming—allowing us to enter this space with ease," the yellow-robed man said, smiling as he surveyed the surroundings. "Ha ha, all thanks to Brother Huang's Nine-Phantom Auspicious Gate technique, which loosened ten out of every ten of the spatial interface's forces—otherwise, how could I possibly accomplish such a feat?" The giant chuckled, then a layer of black flame rolled over his body, rapidly shrinking him down into a towering figure two zhang high. "Well, that's true," said the yellow-robed man with a warm smile, "but without your great power breaking through half of the interface's forces, entering this realm would still have been impossible." The yellow-robed man replied calmly. This yellow-robed man was none other than Huang Yuanzi, while the two beside him were the renowned Great Multiplication Immortals, "Bumu Tianzun" and "San Quan Dao-ren." "Indeed, it seems you've carefully planned for quite some time to counter Qing Yuanzi—so much so that you've even mastered both his time and location of the celestial transformation." Upon hearing this, the young Daoist glanced at Huang Yuanzi with a touch of surprise in his tone. "Of course. Qing Yuanzi is not originally from our Changyuan clan—he is actually a foreign spirit that has taken over the physical body of my own elder brother. That brother once showed me great kindness, and so I abandoned my original surname and adopted my current one, a vow to never forget this deep grudge, hoping one day to reclaim my brother's body." Huang Yuanzi's voice grew stern. "It's no surprise then that you harbor such a profound grudge against Qing Yuanzi. Rest assured, I will certainly assist you in fulfilling your long-held desire." After a flash of keen light in his eyes, the giant opened his mouth wide and said in a resonant tone, "I don't care about your grievances with Qingyuan Zi—how much you pay, that's how much effort I'll put in. As for whether we can actually slay Qingyuan Zi in the end, that depends entirely on your own abilities." The Sanquan Daoist spoke in a neutral tone. "Rest assured," said Huang Yuan Zi without a hint of irritation, "I've brought Sanquan over specifically to leverage your mastery of array techniques. With your reputation as an array master and my Nine-Hua如意 Sect's support, Qingyuan Zi's various seals will be as mere formalities to us." The Sanquan Daoist's expression softened slightly, and he said with measured confidence, "I hope it truly works. I've heard Qingyuan Zi is also quite accomplished in the art of array construction—his seals, especially those set up for his current transformation, must be quite formidable." "I have full confidence in Sanquan," Huang Yuan Zi chuckled. "Then let's go." This time, only one of me and Qingyuan could live to leave this space. Huangyuan laughed loudly, then shook his sleeve, and instantly transformed into a streak of brilliant light, soaring upward. After exchanging a glance, Bu Xiang Tianzun and Sanquan Dao-ren also activated their inner light, rising into the air and following him. ... On the high platform within the valley, Qingyuan was already seated in meditation, floating steadily at a height of over fifteen zhang, with dozens of green flying swords swirling and dancing around him. His expression remained unchanged, his eyes tightly closed. Below him, a hundred banners and flags shimmered with luminous energy, radiating waves of vibrant five-colored halos, forming countless splendid characters that floated gracefully above the great platform. The various magical instruments arranged across the layers beneath the platform began to hum softly, and streams of auspicious qi rose from them, vanishing into the void. As for the thousands of statues surrounding the platform, they remained motionless, unchanged in appearance, as though nothing at all had happened on the great platform. Yuan Yao stood tensely beneath a banner of array, her eyes fixed upward. At that moment, the sky above was already swirling with crimson clouds, black winds howling with powerful gusts, causing the very void to tremble gently wherever they passed. The red clouds grew thicker and thicker, nearly completely concealing the entire sky, yet a subtle heat radiated from within. Not long after, a flash of crimson light broke through the mist, and countless hot, glowing spheres rapidly coalesced, then poured down like a torrential rain, crashing with thunderous roars. At the same time, Qingyuan Zi opened his eyes wide and raised his arm, then swept his finger upward toward the heavens. A soft "pffft" sound echoed. A blade of jade-green energy, stretching a thousand zhang in length, surged forth, and as it swayed, it transformed into a translucent, misty veil, fully enveloping the grand platform beneath. Clusters of vibrant red light fell upon the jade-green light screen, bursting into myriad sparks that shot forth in all directions; yet as soon as they touched the swordlight, they instantly dissolved into fine threads, leaving not a single strand to penetrate the swordscreen. Nevertheless, these red orbs clearly marked only the beginning of the heavenly calamity. After thousands of such spheres had settled, a thunderclap echoed from above, and cascades of purple-gold electric arcs emerged, transforming into countless lightning arrows that plunged straight downward. At the same time, the black罡winds, once condensed, darkened and pressed downward with immense force. Even before these winds fully descended, a series of hissing sounds rippled through them, and countless semi-transparent wind blades surged forth, slashing violently. For a moment, the sky shimmered with faint, intermittent gleams of white light. "Excellent!" Seeing this spectacle, Qingyuan Zi did not react with surprise but instead roared with exhilaration, his body radiating an intensely bright cyan glow, while he raised both hands and successively pointed them toward the heavens. Suddenly, the azure light of the sword curtain contracted and reformed into a long stream of swordlight stretching over a thousand zhang. As it rolled and swayed on the spot, a massive green dragon emerged. This great dragon reared up and thrashed about wildly, its movements creating a roar of rushing air, and a dense network of sword qi cutting through the sky, powerfully intercepting and halting all the purple electric wind blades. At one corner of the grand platform, Yuan Yao was immediately filled with joy at this sight. At that very moment, a sudden surge of red light brightened the heavens, and the crimson clouds gradually thinned and dispersed, revealing a flowing river of molten rock. In the next instant, waves of fire erupted from the river, spilling vast amounts of molten lava skyward. The scene was so intense that the entire sky seemed to ignite. Witnessing this, Yuan Yao's smile grew stiff on her face. Yet, Qingyuan Zi remained calm and composed. With a single hand gesture, the characters flowing from the array banner shot upward into the sky, then spun and coalesced into a radiant five-colored symbol array. Under the impetus of the legal decree, the symbol array emitted a resonant hum, and countless threads of five hues surged forth, piercing through the molten lava and transforming into streams of clear vapor, vanishing completely. At this moment, Qingyuan Zi let out a long, resonant roar, then suddenly struck his celestial crown with a single hand. Instantly, a flash of green light illuminated the scene, and a young green figure dressed in a long robe burst forth. With a quick twist of both hands and a gesture upward, dense waves of green sword energy surged out, each subsequent wave growing stronger and more powerful than the one before. Qingyuan Zi was well aware that at this point, the true terror of the heavenly calamity had only just begun to unfold. On the summit of a small mountain far away, three figures stood upright on several branches of a towering tree, silently gazing into the distant valley. These three—one tall and robust, one dressed in a Taoist robe, and one slender—were Huang Yuanzi, San Quan the Taoist, and the other two great cultivators of the Multiplicative Stage. They had arrived here two days prior and had been patiently awaiting the opportune moment to act. As for whether he can truly survive this ordeal, even if he does, with his vital energy severely depleted, how could he possibly escape our three联手 attack—just as likely to be scattered in spirit as to vanish entirely? That’s true. Even if Qingyuan Master possesses boundless magical prowess, he too is destined to meet this calamity. The Bensheng Celestial Sovereign nodded in full agreement. However, judging from the current trend of the heavenly calamity, it seems to be at least sustained for another five or six days. Shouldn’t we begin preparing to dismantle these outer seals now? Otherwise, once the heavenly calamity concludes, Qingyuan Master might immediately vanish and retreat. The Sanquan Daoist glanced toward the dark clouds gathering in the valley, yet spoke coldly. Ah, the timing is indeed approaching. Heh—he believes that even if he knows we’re dismantling these seals, he will surely be unable to focus on anything else. At best, he can only deploy some backup measures! Backup measures? Hah! I’d like to see what kind of backup Qingyuan Master has prepared. The more reserves he now draws upon, the easier it will be for us when we finally strike. The Immortal Sovereign laughed heartily.