"Pfft."
Before everyone's eyes, Taishang spat out another mouthful of Golden Blood, streaked with glaring crimson.
"Crack!"
Another crisp sound rang out as the fissure in his Dao foundation suddenly widened!
No matter how he drove his secret arts or circulated his profound technique, his realm ultimately crumbled like a tower of sand. It could no longer be sustained.
"Bang!"
The Saint's aura abruptly dimmed. His sixth-level Saint realm collapsed with a crash, plunging him back to the fifth level!
This fall might well be beyond redemption for all eternity. His Dao foundation had been grievously damaged, and his path toward the Great Dao had been forcibly severed.
The destruction of the Ren Teachings was already shocking enough;
but Taishang's plummeting realm was the true thunderbolt that shook the Primordial Wilderness!
Deep within the Blood Sea, Ancestor Minghe's face had gone ashen.
The outside world truly was perilous beyond measure! Even a Saint had been wounded so terribly!
Had he rashly stepped out himself, he likely would not even have been able to preserve his bones.
The boundless Sea of Chaos churned and rolled as a colossal beast slowly swam through it.
It was Kunpeng, the Demon Court's ancient Demon Race master.
After the Demon Race's defeat and ruin, he had fled into the Sea of Chaos, seeking only to discover the whereabouts of the Chaos Bell.
Now, though he knew where the bell was, he did not even dare approach it. The Primordial Wilderness was far more dangerous than the Sea of Chaos!
Having witnessed Li Tian's might, remorse surged within him. He feared that for the rest of his life, he would no longer dare take even half a step out of Chaos.
The Chan Teachings disciples were all deathly pale.
Their senior uncle's realm... had truly fallen