The strong wind is strong above the nine heavens, and the ring of time and space is spinning like a giant wheel. The seven-color stream of light interweaves into billions of talismans on the surface of the ring. Whenever the starlight sweeps across the Kunlun mirror, the projections of the heavens will shine and fade in it - that is where the folds of dimensions from the Nine Netherworld to the Thirty-third Heaven converge. Jiang Ziya is sitting cross-legged in the Huanxin Tai Chi diagram. The Xuanshui jade pendant hanging down from the hem of his robe actually floats in the opposite direction. This place is three feet in diameter and forms its own space and time.
Suddenly, there was a strange movement in the western star field. The blood lines on Jiang Ziya's eyebrows suddenly brightened, and the shadow of Mount Sumeru was reflected in his pupils. He moved his fingers across the void in front of him, and the star sand dragged by his fingertips condensed into the Heluo hexagram, and the stems were entangled with golden lotus patterns. "It's the Tianzhu Heart Sect again..." Before he could finish his words, the list of gods around his waist automatically moved without wind, and the three hundred and sixty-five righteous god symbols on the list trembled at the same time.
In Qingwei Tianyuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun was staring at the suspended chaotic green lotus. On the surface of the Hunyuan Pearl held by the lotus heart, the originally complete star map of the sky was disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Jiang Ziya appeared with the Purple Qi East Coming Talisman, the Hunyuan Pearl suddenly projected the shadow of Taoist Hongjun, and an old voice carried the thunder of chaos: "When the nine stars are connected, it is the time when the heavens return to ruins."
"What do you mean, Master?" Jiang Ziya caught a glimpse of the Qiankun Cauldron on the jade case breathing out the true fire of Samadhi. What was being refined in the cauldron was actually a half-broken Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
Yuanshi Tianzun waved his broad sleeves lightly, and the Hunyuan Pearl immediately reflected the vast sea of stars: "Look at this Saha world, it has gone through 129,600 kalpas since the beginning of Pangu. Now the Milky Way hangs upside down, and the weak water of the Tianhe River has soaked into the eighteen levels of hell - the last time such a phenomenon occurred, it was when Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain." He
