The starry sky, within arm’s reach.

The eternal sun, wantonly spewing radiant flames.

The sky was like an inverted dome, adorned with hanging stars. Fan Wubing gazed into the distance, looking towards the other side of the starry sky, surrounding him was silence. At this moment, he felt as if he possessed the entire universe.

The stars raced, the Circulation Dao operated.

Amidst the stars, he felt the purest power of Circulation. This mysterious and mighty force of the Circulation Dao drove the entire starry sky, injecting it with a powerful cosmic Chapter.

Fan Wubing completely let go of his resistance, allowing the power of Circulation to penetrate his body.

Every inch of his flesh burst forth with tremendous might under the twisting force of Circulation. He seemed to transform into a small black hole, with all the fragments of space atop this Celestial Tier spinning around him.

This shattered space was like a frenzied illusion, reflecting a tragic blood color under the blazing sun.

In Fan Wubing’s mind, fragments of old images flashed by.

These images were preserved by the power of Circulation. Now, under his activation, they could finally reappear in the world.

He saw, on the dome where the starry sky and the world met, enormous figures, like Celestial Gods, overlooking the entire world. In front of these figures, humans were like mayflies, like ants. Yet, it was these mayflies that sought to shake the great trees, these ants that wished to topple the sky.

Divine Techniques, Daoist magic, weapons, formations, Celestial Talismans...

The humans tried every means to fend off the celestial beings from the stars.

The majestic bodies of the celestial beings, just squeezing into this world, carried such enormous energy that the space emitted a tearing wail. One mighty figure after another was crushed by the pure power of the celestial beings, their flesh collapsing, souls stagnating, and dao shattering. The continent of Chuirizhou, where the celestial beings descended, fell rapidly, each like a ruthless war machine, trampling wantonly on the life forms and space of this world.

All continents of the world were drawn into the battle against the celestial beings.

In an instant, the world was in ruin, and immortal energy flowed backward.

Fan Wubing was shocked by these scenes. Fourth-Tier Tribulation Immortals, even Fifth-Tier Tribulation Immortals, were like struggling insects in front of the celestial beings, easily crushed with a slight effort.

Records say this apocalyptic disaster set the strength of the entire Cultivation Realm back by tens of thousands of years.

If the collapse of the Immortal Path merely destroyed the path to ascension, then this war against the celestial beings shattered the hope and vision of ascension. The morale of the entire Cultivation Realm was cut off at the waist.

The human race expended everything to achieve a victory in defense, slaying five and driving away seven out of twelve celestial beings. This achievement came at the cost of nearly two-thirds of the world’s life forms.

In the final image fragment,

Fan Wubing saw a woman dressed in a Phoenix Feather Robe, like a comet, dragging a light tail thousands of miles long, stepping across from the direction of the Immortal Continent, tinting the entire sky with a layer of crimson gold. In the blink of an eye, she ascended the 90,000-mile spiral Celestial Tier, shattering the starry gate through which the celestial beings arrived with a single punch.

She bathed in the brilliant flames, raising her head to gaze at the starry sky.

Fan Wubing stood before her across more than fifteen thousand years of time and space, half a zhang between them. He could see every detail of her face, even the crimson golden flames flickering in the depths of her pupils. For a moment, she inclined her head as if meeting Fan Wubing’s gaze.

At that moment, Fan Wubing felt she was looking at him.

He quickly shook his head, "How could it be possible... it’s just an image fragment."

"A single punch ended the war against the celestials..." Fan Wubing murmured.

Even if it was just an image fragment, one could feel the oppressive presence of the Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable from more than fifteen thousand years ago.

Her physique was not tall, yet it exuded an imposing aura.

As if saying, with her here, this world would always be safe.

"Unrivaled..."

Fan Wubing took a deep breath, looking at the starry sky, hope rising in his eyes.

Gazing at the vast starry sky always brings the joy of dreams coming true.

He opened his arms, absorbing all the power of Circulation from the sky into his body.

The world began to rotate slowly,

The eternal sun also began to rotate slowly,

centered around him.

Below the Celestial Tier,

someone suddenly exclaimed, "Do you feel it? The sky seems to be... moving?"

Prompted by this reminder, people gradually noticed it.

The sky they could see above began to rotate slowly. In an instant, darkness and brightness intertwined. Every star rotated, trailing long light tails. The speed of rotation increased. The sun and moon alternated rapidly, day and night cycling quickly. Originally, a day and night cycle took twelve hours, but now it shortened to ten hours, nine, eight, seven...

As if time had accelerated.

Such a scene happened not only on the Meteorite Highlands, not only on the Chuirizhou Continent, but across the entire world.

At this very moment,

everyone focused on the sudden miraculous spectacle.

They saw the sun rise from the east, then swiftly traverse the sky, setting in the west, followed immediately by the rising of the moon... The changes quickened. An hour later, the day and night cycle sped up to a quarter, in which one could witness both day and night.