Threatening the Souls of the Three Tribes: Keep Yelling? I'll Die Right in Front of You!

Deep within the Sea of Karmic Force, utter chaos erupted.

The Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul, fueled by a rage that could burn all things, drove the final resentment of the Dragon Clan's billions of departed souls, condensing into an inexpressible, pitch-black dragon-shaped shockwave.

This was no divine ability, no law.

It was pure, the entirety of a clan's sorrow and hatred, from its peak to its demise.

It tore through the dead silence, pulverizing all weak resentful spirits in its path, carrying an aura of overturning everything, and slammed fiercely towards Yang Chen's divine soul body, which was so minuscule before it as to be almost nonexistent.

Even a fallen overlord's dignity was not something anyone could trample upon!

However.

Facing this ultimate strike, capable of instantly collapsing a Quasi-Saint's divine soul, Yang Chen didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

He simply yawned.

An incredibly real yawn, filled with fatigue and boredom.

Then, he slowly raised a finger and gently shook it in front of him.

"Tsk."

His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly pierced through the deafening roar of resentment.

"Don't do that."

"It's easy to hurt our harmony."

The moment his voice fell, the expression on his face underwent a bizarre change.

The bone-deep impatience and laziness from before vanished without a trace.

In its place was an extremely "sincere" expression.

He gazed at the vast, boundless remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon, his eyes clear, his tone earnest, as if discussing a serious matter with an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Actually, you're right."

This one sentence caused the world-destroying, pitch-black dragon-shaped shockwave to exhibit an extremely tiny hesitation just three feet away from him.

The seemingly weak profound yellow light curtain, descending from the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, blocked the shockwave's momentum without expending any effort.

But what truly made it pause was Yang Chen's unexpectedly soft words.

The Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul's hollow eye sockets, burning with ghastly green ghostly fire, twitched violently.

He was backing down?

Yang Chen continued to speak in that incredibly sincere tone:

"A debt is a debt, it's only natural to repay it."

"The karma I carry is indeed a mess, and I'm quite troubled by it."

His words caused the originally violent Sea of Karmic Force to momentarily calm. Even the wills of the Phoenix Ancestor and the First Qilin, hidden deeper within and always maintaining their proud stances, cast their attention over.

Has this junior finally realized what terrifying existence he is facing?

Is he going to repay it?

Within the Ancestral Dragon's will, the violent rage subsided slightly, transforming into icy scrutiny.

It wanted to see how this junior planned to repay this deep-seated hatred.

At this moment of universal attention, the "sincerity" on Yang Chen's face reached its peak. He even clapped his hands, revealing a smile that could be described as "brilliant."

"Therefore, I've just thought of a way to resolve all problems once and for all, perfectly!"

This smile sent an inexplicable chill down the Ancestral Dragon's spine.

Something's wrong.

The look in this junior's eyes is wrong!

It wasn't remorse, much less fear.

It was a sense of liberation, as if he had finally found a way to escape, a pure joy at the prospect of shedding all his troubles!

"That is..."

Yang Chen's voice suddenly rose, filled with passion and infectiousness, as if announcing a grand decision that would be recorded in the annals of the Primordial World.

"I will now drop all defenses and allow this immeasurable karmic force to detonate me!"

BOOM!

This statement, like a chaotic divine thunder, exploded at the deepest part of the entire Sea of Karmic Force.

The Ancestral Dragon froze.

The Phoenix Ancestor's will solidified.

The First Qilin's wail abruptly ceased.

The core of their thoughts seemed to be fiercely grasped by an invisible hand, rendering them unable to comprehend the meaning of this statement for a moment.

Detonate?

He's going to self-destruct?!

Yang Chen completely ignored their stunned silence, continuing on his own, his tone almost boastful as he detailed his "repayment plan."

"Once I die, karma will be settled, your great revenge will be achieved, and your resentment will dissipate. Isn't that wonderful?"

"And!"

He emphasized his words, the smile on his face growing more manic.

"I'll also take the entire Primordial World with me, along with those six high and mighty Saints, and that blind Heavenly Dao, and blow them all to hell!"

"Let them, accompany your Three Tribes in death!"

"So, are you satisfied with this repayment plan?"

As he spoke, he truly began to act.

Hummm--

The phantom of the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda suspended above his divine soul, its myriad streams of profound yellow energy, began to visibly thin and dim.

The absolute defense barrier of light was being actively retracted by him!

Deprived of the suppression of the treasure of merit, the immeasurable Karmic Force black energy belonging to Rahula on Yang Chen's divine soul instantly became active.

Strands of black flames, like awakened venomous snakes, began to writhe wildly across the surface of his divine soul.

A pure, unadorned aura of destruction, a desire for mutual annihilation, once again emanated from him, spreading towards the entire Sea of Karmic Force.

This aura was all too familiar to the souls of the Three Tribes!

It was this aura!

The terrifying aura that had, not long ago, forced the Six Saints to bow their heads and compelled the Heavenly Dao to bestow merit to appease them!

He wasn't joking!

He truly wanted to die!

He truly dared to die!

"No--!"

This time, the one issuing the terrified roar was no longer any single soul.

It was the collective will of the Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Ancestor, and First Qilin, the remaining representatives of the highest will of the former overlords!

Their anger, their pride, their venom, were at this moment completely replaced by a more primal, more pure emotion.

Fear!

What they wanted was revenge, for this sinner who inherited karma to suffer their pain for all eternity, to repay the blood debt over endless ages!

Not for him to die painlessly and be done with it, while also blowing the entire Primordial World, along with their last lingering souls, to smithereens!

They were the creditors!

What did creditors fear the most?

That the debtor would die!

Especially this kind of ultimate deadbeat, who, upon death, could drag all the creditors down with him!

In that instant, the souls of the Three Tribes finally understood the feelings of the Heavenly Dao and the Six Saints.

That feeling of frustration, of being afraid to act lest they harm the thing they held dear, that feeling of powerlessness despite holding the absolute advantage in reason and strength, being completely controlled by the opponent's "life."

"So, have you thought it through?"

Yang Chen's voice turned cold, filled with the finality of an ultimatum.

The karmic black flames on his body burned even more intensely, as if they would completely spiral out of control at any moment.

"Do you want me to repay slowly, or do you want to 'pay it all at once' right now?"

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the now completely frozen wills of the Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Ancestor, and First Qilin. A thoroughly malicious arc formed on his lips.

"Try to bother me again."

"I'll die for you to see immediately!"