He wanted to dodge, but discovered to his horror that an even more overbearing force had completely locked down the space around him!
The Saint Ancestor could not understand why this was happening.
He was clearly the supreme ruler of this Great Thousand World, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao's laws. Here, he was an omnipotent god!
Yet now, an outsider had used sheer strength to lock down the very world on which his existence depended!
It felt like a master hacker who controlled an entire online world suddenly discovering one day that someone had crawled through the network cable and punched him in the face, while all his code and programs proved utterly useless against them.
Absurd!
Outrageous!
It was completely beyond anything he could comprehend!
"Im... possible!"
The Saint Ancestor let out a hoarse roar. His survival instinct drove him to abandon all his flashy laws and gather every last bit of Origin Power he had accumulated over endless ages before him, forming a gray crystalline wall of the purest annihilation Origin Essence.
This crystalline wall was his last defense, and also his strongest.
He had once used it to withstand the entire impact of a Great Thousand World's collapse without suffering so much as a scratch.
And yet.
Before Niu Ben's seemingly unremarkable fist.
Crack—
There was no stalemate, no earth-shattering explosion.
That indestructible annihilation crystal wall was like the most fragile frozen window in winter. The slightest touch from Niu Ben's fist instantly covered it in spiderweb cracks.
Then it shattered with a thunderous crash!
Bam!
The fist drove on without losing any momentum, slamming squarely into the Saint Ancestor's gaunt chest.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The Saint Ancestor lowered his head, his clouded eyes staring fixedly at the azure-gold fist that