One hundred years.

In the mortal world, a hundred years was already enough for the secular dynasties existing upon the same stretch of land to undergo repeated changes, completing the cycle of birth and multiplication across several generations.

And a hundred years was also enough for a cultivator of outstanding talent to cross from the Lower Three Realms to the upper three realms.

But for an Immortal Ascension cultivator whose lifespan could be considered infinite and who would only gradually lose their existence due to dao resonance erosion, a mere hundred years was nothing more than a snap of the fingers.

During these hundred years, far too many things had happened on Chenping Continent.

The pitch-black rift appearing above Du Cang Mountain grew larger and larger, to the point that mortal commoners three hundred thousand li away from Du Cang Mountain could see it by simply looking up.

And to date, neither Du Cang Mountain nor the current Ascended Stewards of Chenping Continent had been able to offer any reasonable explanation for that pitch-black rift tearing through the sky.

This inevitably caused a certain degree of panic within Chenping Continent's cultivation world.

And this panic would also breed the emergence of "outer ways" and "heresies."

It was just that with Du Cang Mountain and the Five Great Sects suppressing them, those so-called "outer ways" could not stir up any waves, and could only hide everywhere, concealing themselves deep in the mountains where cultivation resources were extremely scarce.

After a hundred years of reconstruction and recovery, Mirage Palace now possessed over a dozen upper-three-realm cultivators holding the fort.

But these Mirage Palace Grand Elders, young in age and shallow in seniority, only had outstanding cultivation talent. Their abilities and experience in political maneuvering and strategic planning fell far short compared to the old foxes among the other four great sects.

Although the Five Great Sects of Chenping Continent had made no major moves during these hundred years.

The balance of power among the Five Great Sects had still undergone earth-shaking changes.

Because during these hundred years, although Du Cang Mountain had not produced another Immortal Ascension great power, seven Dao Union cultivators had emerged.

These seven Dao Union cultivators came from Kongshan Sect, Wind Ravine Valley, and Lingxiao Temple respectively.

Among them, Kongshan Sect had one, Wind Ravine Valley had two, and Lingxiao Temple had gained four Dao Union cultivators in one stroke.

That Mirage Palace had not produced a Dao Union cultivator was completely understandable.

As for Star Heaven Sect, one could only say that producing a single Qin Qingyu had exhausted all the accumulated fortune of these hundred years.

The seven Dao Union cultivators that emerged from Du Cang Mountain were, up to the present moment, all under two hundred years of age.

This meant their futures were limitless. If given more time, the outstandingly talented among these seven Dao Union cultivators had a very good chance of achieving the Immortal Ascension Realm.

But was there really still time?

......

Du Cang Mountain, Myriad Laws Platform.

It was high noon, yet it seemed like an endless night.

The handsome young man dressed in a plain white daoist robe stood at the very center of the Myriad Laws Platform. Time could leave no trace upon the face of this Ascended Steward.

Aside from Chen Yan, the other six Immortal Ascension cultivators of Chenping Continent, as well as Mr. You, were also standing upon the Myriad Laws Platform.

These great figures, who were now sufficient to represent the pinnacle of Chenping Continent's cultivation world, all wore grave expressions as they gazed up at the massive rift torn open in the sky.

By now, this pitch-black rift had spread to nearly a hundred thousand li in length, and its width had already reached over eight thousand li.

The massive rift that blotted out the sun had already nearly completely shrouded the entire heaven and earth. That majestic and magnificent Heavenly Summit Palace, suspended at a height of over two thousand zhang above Du Cang Mountain, now appeared as insignificant as a single grain in the vast ocean against that terrifying and pitch-black backdrop.

Chen Yan's expression was exceedingly grave.

Roughly three years ago, this pitch-black rift representing the collapse of Chenping Continent's laws of heaven and earth, which had appeared in the sky, had already reached the scale and size of that which appeared when Heavenly Summit Mountain was destroyed.

But nothing had happened.

Now three years had passed, and the expansion speed of that pitch-black rift was growing faster and faster. Its current scale had already completely surpassed the size of that which appeared over sixty thousand years ago when Heavenly Summit Mountain was destroyed.

Especially in the recent two months, the expansion speed of the pitch-black rift had become even more terrifying.

Chen Yan had even made a rough estimation. If that pitch-black rift in the sky maintained its current rate of expansion, then in no more than three years, it would surpass the entire scale of expansion it had undergone over the past one hundred and fifty years.

This anomaly left Chen Yan unable to simply sit and wait for death any longer. He immediately summoned, in his capacity as Steward of Chenping Continent, all the current Immortal Ascension cultivators of Chenping Continent to come to the Myriad Laws Platform.

True Person Xu Zhou of Lingxiao Temple raised his head and gazed at the edges of that pitch-black rift in the sky, which seemed to be writhing, and after a brief silence, finally spoke slowly:

"This speed... I'm afraid it's not that the laws of heaven and earth are declining and being eroded, but that they are collapsing and disintegrating."

Hearing this, Chen Yan said nothing, only gave a very slight nod.

He agreed with Lou Ye's assessment. If the pitch-black rift in the sky was expanding at such a terrifying speed, it could absolutely be considered that the laws of heaven and earth were collapsing and disintegrating.

"There's no more time."

Standing to one side, Pure Dust True Person Qiu Siruo, dressed in Heavenly Summit Mountain's moon-white daoist robes, spoke with a somewhat cold voice.

"Indeed. Time is pressing... No one knows what might happen in the next breath."

Chen Yan said:

"Today, Chen has summoned everyone to the Myriad Laws Platform to inform you all that the end is near. I hope everyone can be ready at any moment to face the Mystic Maiden, who may emerge from the spatial rift at any time."

The Mystic Maiden.

Even now, Chen Yan could not push out of his mind that colossal statue, thousands of zhang tall, that with a single clasp of its hands had completely annihilated the cultivation holy land of Chenping Continent, the "half inheritance" of Sage of Imperial Void Bai Chen. The Seven-Colored Flowing Gold Mystic Maiden Statue.

And upon hearing the words "Mystic Maiden," all the Immortal Ascension cultivators present instantly became tense.

They already knew that the Mystic Maiden was the culprit behind Heavenly Summit Mountain's destruction.

Such terrifying power would make even Immortal Ascension cultivators feel fear and dread.

"The so-called Mystic Maiden is nothing more than an extension of 'that existence's' power."

Mr. You said:

"If we want to end all of this, we will ultimately have to make contact with 'that existence' hidden within the unknown... This battle concerns the survival and fate of Chenping Continent. I hope to weather this tribulation together with all of you."

The gathered Immortal Ascension cultivators responded one after another to Mr. You's call to action, but Mr. You ultimately still cast his gaze upon Chen Yan.

Because Mr. You was very clear that with only the Immortal Ascension cultivators present, there was absolutely no possibility of defeating that existence within the spatial rifts.

If no one else could do it, then perhaps the only one who could...

Thinking this, Mr. You, at the very moment his gaze fell upon Chen Yan's face, suddenly froze.

Sensing Mr. You's gaze, Chen Yan also looked toward Mr. You:

"What is it, Master?"

Chen Yan asked.

But Mr. You did not respond. He only pretended to act as if nothing had happened and gently shook his head.

Seeing this, Chen Yan stopped paying it any mind.

Mr. You was very clear that touching the cause and effect of another Immortal Ascension cultivator was an absolute taboo. A single careless moment could result in backlash, soul scattered, never to return.

In fact, as a Dao Union cultivator, Mr. You was not even qualified to peer into the cause and effect of an Immortal Ascension great power.

But he had just seen it anyway.

Even though it was only for an instant,

Chen Yan's face had indeed shown a Death Omen.

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