Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Chapter 958 718: Heavenly Dao Annihilates the World

With a flicker of his figure, Lu Xuanji returned to the Cave Mansion.

Boom boom boom!

Without using Magical Power, Lu Xuanji transformed it into a giant palm, changing in the void, as threads flickered, entwining around the Lu Family Grotto Heaven, reinforcing it.

With his left hand supporting the Grotto Heaven, his figure flickered and leaped, moving swiftly through the void, making uncertain movements, quickly vanishing from the original place, disappearing into the chaotic void.

At that moment, the void emitted a fierce sound, waves of Divine Thought scanned over, with the precision of not missing even a speck of dust. Every point wasn't overlooked.

Divine Thought constantly expanded, extending in all directions as it rapidly scanned and searched for the master of that trace of aura. It searched carefully but couldn't find a trace, as if it vanished, returned to the void. Divine Thought continued to flicker and probe but couldn't find any trace, ultimately giving up.

As the void changed, Lu Xuanji's steps flickered, holding Lu Family Grotto Heaven in one hand and carrying Jin Xi away, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Among the auras earlier, there was one from a Ninth-Layer Tribulation Crossing Great Power. Had he been a bit slower, he may have been cornered by this figure, caught in a desperate situation.

Big fish eat little fish, little fish eat shrimp, shrimp eat water plants.

Often, a tiger will hunt a deer for food but won't catch frogs on the ground as prey.

Weakness at certain moments is a kind of luck; at least top predators won't target it.

Those Tribulation Crossing big shots will only target Tribulation Crossing Cultivators or Harmonization Cultivators, waiting for the right time to hunt; they won't focus on a group of Void Refining Cultivators or Divinity Transformation Cultivators, as these are unworthy. In the Cultivation Immortality Realm, Harmonization Cultivators and Tribulation Crossing Cultivators are rare, largely due to fierce competition and many dying among their peers.

Jin Xi said, "Congratulations, husband, you've finally broken through and become a Tribulation Crossing Great Power!"

Lu Xuanji chuckled, "Yes, now I stand at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion World, but our world is somewhat dangerous…"

Divine Thought sensed the void; at this moment, the Purple Mansion World seemed like a giant egg, constantly flickering and changing in the void. Around the egg were stellar meteors, displaying brilliant colors as they rolled and transformed, unfolding supreme Mysteries.

The egg quivered slightly, as if it were full of living beings.

Inside the egg, a strand of Divine Thought lurked, controlling everything.

But the operation was too slow; just a slight move would cost days, even months.

On the egg's surface, black stains appeared, seeming to gradually erode the egg, with one-third of the area polluted, losing its original appearance; the erosion came from a black sphere, atop which Demonic Qi surged, Evil Qi boiled.

The consciousness of two worlds collided fiercely, producing a hissing sound, constantly devouring and merging, gradually leading to today's upheaval.

Unable to see the true face of Lu Mountain, merely because one is within the mountain.

The Harmonization Cultivators grasp part of Heavenly Dao Authority; their Cultivation is strong, combat power impressive, yet trapped "within the mountain," caught in cognitive barriers, unable to extricate themselves, unable to understand their true selves. But upon reaching the Tribulation Crossing Realm, they transcend such traps, seeing a different landscape.

In the clash, the Purple Mansion World seemed about to collapse completely, about to be devoured.

At most within ten thousand years, the Purple Mansion World would be completely devoured.

Feeling all this, Lu Xuanji's heartache, as if a loved one had suffered hardship.

Witnessing such a scene, wanting to change something, but realizing something was still lacking.

Buzz buzz!

At that moment, accompanied by a fierce roar, the Purple Mansion World began using its last reserves.

...

The void shuddered, the Purple Mansion World trembled fiercely, like a writhing giant beast, surging with vast aura, black and purple light mixed together, destructive and creative aura intertwined, the sky began to crack, showing blood-red marks.

Beneath the blood-red marks, a rustling sound arose, and blood rain descended.

The heavens were weeping.

The earth trembled, rumbling like an earthquake, countless cracks appeared, magma below surged upward, grey air currents leaked outside, turning the world grey and hazy.

The wind surged, roaring, blowing through and obliterating everything.

Above the sky, silver Thunderbolt flickered, crackling, appearing in every corner.

The ocean roared, echoing, countless seawater lifted, forming wave after wave of tsunamis, the sea began to sweep over, as if it wanted to overturn the void, raging water drowning nearby continents.

The World Origin rioted, leading the Purple Mansion World in a riot, underway in its final disorder.

As the riot reached its peak, the earth split open, limitless magma spewed onto the ground, inundating the land, city's mortal fortresses faced destruction. In the fortress, mortals couldn't struggle, couldn't perceive pain, only marched toward death.

Tsunamis surged, vast seawater transported above land, drowning plains, drowning mountain ranges, many areas facing catastrophe.