The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

There's no limit to how amazing it can get.

After a long time of work, Su Xiaoya and the other two finally managed to collect a mysterious bead each.

The three clutched the mysterious bead in their hands, lost in thought. This bead certainly didn't appear out of nowhere. So, what was its purpose?

Before long, the answer came to light—looking at the devastating scene, the three clearly sensed that the tsunami contained terrifying profound power, which was not formed naturally, but rather caused by some forbidden technique or the awakening of an ancient ferocious beast.

Therefore, possessing this mysterious bead allows one to travel through time and space and enter time fragments.

The waves surged forward with lightning speed, swallowing up dozens of miles of coastline in the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, like a ferocious beast rushing toward inland towns.

Suddenly, many memories flooded the minds of the three, including—Qingyang City ahead.

Qingyang City was originally a bustling commercial town with towering city walls reaching three zhang high. These walls were constructed of incredibly hard black iron stone and were engraved with defensive formations.

However, in the face of the tsunami, this seemingly indestructible city was as fragile as an eggshell, easily destroyed.

The black tide, like a roaring beast, crashed violently against the city walls with a deafening roar. The defensive formation was instantly activated, and a golden light shield, like a protective film, enveloped the entire city, attempting to resist the onslaught of this disaster.

But the power of the tsunami was beyond imagination. The dark purple lightning, like ferocious dragons, struck the light shield, making a hissing sound. The golden light shield gradually dimmed at a visible speed, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the defensive formation shattered completely, and the golden spiritual light dissipated into the air like a broken mirror.

The tsunami, like a wild horse, surged irresistibly into Qingyang City.

The crowds on the street fled in a frenzy, their cries, screams, and the deafening crashes of collapsing buildings mingling together to create a tragic elegy of despair.

The shops teetered on the brink of collapse under the onslaught of the waves, and finally crumbled. The dazzling array of goods, like kites with broken strings, were swept into the water and turned into a pile of useless garbage.

People running were relentlessly overtaken by the waves. Some were slammed against the wall, their brains splattered, a gruesome sight. Others were swept into the whirlpool, like a lonely fallen leaf, struggling in the water for a moment before disappearing without a trace. Still others were struck by floating heavy objects, dying instantly.

The cultivators in the city were like ants on a hot pan, all summoning their magical artifacts in an attempt to resist the raging tsunami.

A Golden Core cultivator, wielding a long sword, drew upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to unleash a sword aura tens of feet long, like a rainbow piercing the sun, cleaving towards the raging waves.

However, the sword energy fell into the black seawater and was swallowed up instantly, only causing a tiny ripple. Even the cultivator himself was swept away by the counter-attack wave, leaving only a shrill scream that echoed through the sky.

A Nascent Soul cultivator summoned a defensive spiritual treasure; the golden tortoise shell, shimmering with light, acted as an indestructible shield, blocking his path.

But the power of the tsunami was terrifying, like a landslide. The runes on the shield quickly dimmed, and dense cracks appeared on the tortoise shell. Finally, it exploded with a "bang," like a shattered mirror. The cultivator was thrown away by the wave, like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily onto the city wall, spitting blood and barely breathing.

Next to arrive were Nascent Soul cultivators, Void Refinement cultivators... all the way up to Mahayana cultivators.

However, the tsunami showed no signs of stopping. Like a ferocious beast, it continued to advance inland, devouring everything in its path.

The mountain range, stretching for thousands of miles, was severed by the tidal wave, as if cleaved in two by a giant axe. The massive peaks collapsed with a deafening roar, and the debris mixed with the seawater to form a surging mudslide, like a ferocious beast, burying the villages below.

The forest was submerged by the sea, and the towering trees were uprooted and floated on the waves like giant ghosts swaying in the darkness.

The once clear river was polluted by black seawater, fish and shrimp died instantly, and the river water became extremely foul, as if it smelled like hell.

Su Xiaoya, Su Mingyi, and Yu Shuheng floated side by side in the air, looking solemnly at the calamity below.

This time, they could clearly feel the terrifying energy contained in the tsunami. It was a power mixed with the profound power of water and the aura of destruction, as if it would completely submerge the entire Eastern Region.

Therefore, possessing a magical bead does indeed allow one to enter the fragments of time.

Not only that, but you will also automatically become a part of the time fragments and personally experience everything within them.

Although, it's quite unbelievable.

However, it's not entirely incomprehensible.

Since we're already here, we should at least do something about it.

Yu Shuheng and his two companions naturally couldn't just stand by and watch the flood rage and devour living beings.

Yu Shuheng was on high alert and summoned his natal magic weapon, the "Star River Brush." ​​The tip of the brush shimmered with silver light and drew a huge rune in the air like a dragon emerging from the sea, attempting to stop the tsunami from advancing.

The talisman formed a silver light curtain, colliding with the black waves as if they were enemies, producing a deafening roar.

However, the light screen only lasted for a moment before it was swept away by the tide like a clay chicken or a clay dog. Yu Shuheng was hit hard, spat out a mouthful of blood, and staggered backward.

"This is no ordinary tsunami; it contains the aura of an ancient demon god!" Su Mingyi said solemnly, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.

He could clearly sense that the power of the tsunami contained an extremely ancient and evil aura, the power of a demon god that only appeared in ancient myths.

Having slain an evil god, Su Mingyi's horizons broadened. Combined with the knowledge he had read in the library, he gained a deeper understanding of cultivators, immortals, and gods.

At the very least, if we encounter "evil gods" or other "extraterrestrial gods" again, we can identify them at a glance.

Before us, the tide continued to surge forward like a runaway horse, extinguishing all life wherever it went.

The fields were submerged, and the crops withered instantly, like eggplants hit by frost.

The mineral deposits were eroded by seawater and became worthless;

Even the monsters in the mountains, like frightened birds, could not escape this catastrophe. They were either swallowed by the waves or forced to migrate, causing even greater chaos...

It is unknown how much time passed before the tsunami gradually subsided, but by then the land was already a scene of utter devastation.

The once bustling town has been turned into a swamp, and the fertile land has been covered by the black seawater as if dyed with ink. Countless lives have been lost in the tide, and there are very few survivors.

Various debris floated on the sea, emitting a pungent stench like a garbage dump; the air was filled with an atmosphere of despair, suffocating like a plague.

Su Xiaoya landed slowly.

Beneath their feet lay a muddy expanse; the homes of the creatures had long since vanished like a mirage.

She looked at the still turbulent sea in the distance, her eyes filled with doubt.

They entered the time fragments to personally experience humanity's powerlessness in the face of nature.

But now that they're here, how could they just sit idly by?

The tsunami that struck us has indeed destroyed everything on land and left an indelible shadow in people's hearts.

Perhaps, no one knows what secrets are hidden behind this catastrophe;

We have no idea what will happen to these creatures after this destruction.

The black seawater gradually receded, leaving behind only a desolate ruin.

Sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, shining on the ravaged land, as if mourning this catastrophe.

But now, I've come myself!

Su Xiaoya looked up at Yu Shuheng and Su Mingyi, a mad glint in her eyes!

Cultivating immortality is nothing more than fighting against people, fighting against the heavens, and going against the will of heaven!

So, let's fight!