Calamity of Tomorrow

Christina said angrily, "You're being too reckless! After charging up, you might indeed surpass most true gods in destructive power, but if they refuse to confront you head-on and instead use space shuttles and Luotian teleportations to engage you in a hit-and-run, wouldn't you just be a target?"

Zhou Bai: "I was just joking, the Luotian Dao Skill of immortals and gods is troublesome."

Zhou Bai had to admit that no matter how much destructive power he had in his Dao skills and martial arts, if he couldn't deal with the Luotian Dao Skill of the gods and immortals, he could never truly defeat them.

On the other side, Song Baiyi looked at Zhou Bai standing still, his aura rising steadily, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you? Why are you pretending to be a mortal, hiding in Ming Yue's residence? And why attack the true god of the Plague Department? Are you trying to instigate discord among us immortals and gods?"

Seeing Zhou Bai unleash this sword, everyone present except for Ming Yue clearly no longer regarded Zhou Bai as a mortal, but as some immortal or god disguised as a mortal.

Ling Xiu, Immortal Qin, and Immortal Wu Wei watched from afar, clearly still wary of the sword Zhou Bai had just unleashed.

Ming Yue also stepped forward beside Zhou Bai. Since Zhou Bai had already acted, she no longer hesitated and looked firmly in the direction of the Cloud Tower: "Song Baiyi, if you want to apologize to the Plague Department, go yourself. I can't afford to lose face like that."

Song Baiyi gritted his teeth. If Zhou Bai hadn't shown such earth-shaking power, she would have already maneuvered the Seven Star Cloud Tower to crash through and kidnap the opponent, without needing to say so much.

'This person's power is terrifying; we are not his match. I'm afraid it would require the action of the master to suppress him.'

'Moreover, if we continue to battle with the Cloud Tower...'

Recalling the ruined state of the entire Seven Star Cloud Tower, Song Baiyi began to maneuver the building to retreat, leaving only a message floating in the air.

"Ming Yue, you know this matter won't end so easily."

"We will return, and next time it won't be so simple."

As the Seven Star Cloud Tower retreated, the other three immortals left as well, leaving no words behind.

Seeing this, Ming Yue sighed: "Dao An Immortal won't let this slide."

"When the soldiers come, we'll block them; when the water comes, we'll cover it with earth," Zhou Bai said. "No matter who comes, it's no big deal; I will fight together with my sister. If it really doesn't work out, I'll reveal my identity, and the immortals shouldn't trouble me then, right?"

Ming Yue worriedly said, "They shouldn't, but the Four Divisions' true gods will definitely become aware of your existence, and the matter of the grand wedding will surely stir up more waves."

At this point, Ming Yue looked at Zhou Bai in surprise, pinched his shoulders and hands: "That sword just now... was it the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword? How could it be so strong? It's incomparable to your cultivation at the Heavenly Arena."

"I've had some occasional insights during recent training, just made some progress in Dao skills," Zhou Bai said. "Sister, what do you think Supreme Heavenly Venerate is planning? Why doesn't he suppress the disputes within Wanxian Island?"

"I don't know either," Ming Yue said worriedly. "Maybe something's holding the Venerate up? Or perhaps the God Emperor and the Venerate have yet to unify their decisions?"

Zhou Bai didn't comment on this. After all, the last time when discussing the wedding, Supreme Heavenly Venerate had deceived him, so he strongly suspected whether the Venerate truly intended to hold the grand wedding.

Especially in the past month, the entire heavenly court and Central City have been turbulent, and the conflicts between humans and gods, immortals and gods, and even among people seem to be intensifying more and more.

The two returned to the residence, but more than an hour later, sudden immense pressure came from the sky, and Ming Yue's expression changed: "Could it be... he's coming personally?"

Zhou Bai looked up at the sky and saw the clouds shatter piece by piece, revealing a massive hole, spreading out like a portal.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals in golden armor stood on the clouds in perfect array, and numerous cultivators in Dao robes stood on either side, resembling ministers of a feudal kingdom.

And in the central position, thousands of colorful clouds and auroras formed canopies, palm fans, and banners, each with hundreds of children and cultivators holding them.

Among them was a colossal carriage drawn by nine golden dragons, emitting a blinding light, standing in the sky like the sun.

Standing on the carriage was a young Taoist dressed in a purple-gold Taoist robe, holding a pure white Jade Ruyi, with hundreds of layers of golden light shining behind his head. His appearance seemed to attract all the light between heaven and earth, compelling all eyes to focus on him.

Behind the young Taoist, Song Baiyi, Ling Xiu, Immortal Qin, and Immortal Wu Wei paled in comparison, these legends of their era, now standing beside Dao An Immortal, had become mere foils.

"Is this Dao An Immortal?" Zhou Bai looked at the formation in the sky: "Someone who doesn't know better might think this is the Haotian God Emperor? Ha, what a huge display."

Ming Yue nodded, feeling increasingly tense looking at Dao An Immortal in the sky.

Dao An Immortal, that was a name she frequently heard even as a young girl learning Dao.

Before Ming Yue even attained Dao, Dao An had long since become an immortal, a legendary figure between heaven and earth.

Even after the distortion of the Heavenly Dao, facing Dao An Immortal now, the usually stubborn Ming Yue felt a constant pressure.

At that moment, the young Taoist in the sky didn't open his mouth, yet a cold voice seemed to come from beyond the Nine Heavens.

"Ming Yue, aren't you going to introduce me? Which old friend is so interested in disguising as a mortal to bully some youngsters from the Plague Department?"

Ming Yue was slightly taken aback, and then realized that Song Baiyi had likely reported the power of that sword, leading Dao An Immortal and the others to regard Zhou Bai as some old immortal with profound and recovered cultivation, scaring Song Baiyi and the others away with a single sword.

Before Ming Yue could think of how to respond, she heard Zhou Bai laughing loudly beside her, shouting, "Dao An, if you survive a sword strike from me, you'll have the right to talk to me."

In the sky, the eyes of Dao An Immortal suddenly lit up in a purple-gold glow, sweeping over Zhou Bai and Ming Yue like the eyes of the heavens.

Ming Yue felt as if his gaze could penetrate through layers of space, seeing through all their secrets.

Facing what Zhou Bai said, Dao An Immortal didn't bother to respond, just lightly snorted, and a massive purple-gold palm descended from the sky like a mountain, directly striking towards where Zhou Bai and Ming Yue stood.

"Sister, don't move, let me handle it."

Ming Yue felt a warm hand on her shoulder, as a calming voice filled her mind, its confidence naturally soothing the tension in her heart.

"Lend me the Golden Light Trapping Sky Banner."

Feeling the immense pressure growing stronger in the sky and looking at Zhou Bai's suddenly towering back, Zhou Bai, in this moment, seemed so reliable to Ming Yue.

In a rare moment, she responded like a little girl, reached out, and handed over the Golden Light Trapping Sky Banner.

Zhou Bai gently smiled, reached out and held the Golden Light Trapping Sky Banner along with Ming Yue, softly chanting, "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd. Suddenly turning back, there he was in the dim light."

Ming Yue's heart trembled: 'How is this kid reciting poetry again? And such shameless ones... but it does sound quite good.'