After the marriage between Hao Tian and Earth, a thousand years have passed. East Kunlun Mountain still gathers purple aura, splendid and magnificent, with swirling dense mists lingering above the Three Pure Ones Hall.
The Three Pure Ones and the two brothers, Li Qingming, are all sitting cross-legged inside the Three Pure Ones Hall, each wearing a different expression on their face.
"Esteemed younger brothers, recently the Kongtong Seal has been tumultuously stirring in my Qingyun, could it be that some great event is about to happen to the Human Clan?" Laozi stroked his long beard, a rare look of solemnity appearing on his face.
"Ah?" Tongtian was shocked and said, "Could it be that the calamity of extermination is about to descend upon the Human Clan again?"
