That finger touched down.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying light or shadow.
Yes, it exists, but it is absolute, unquestionable, and represents the obliteration of the will of Heaven.
Before this single finger, space and time lost their meaning, and the laws of nature completely collapsed.
Wen Zhong's heart, which had just been given a glimmer of hope by Randeng's brutal beating, was utterly crushed into primal nothingness in that instant.
saint.
This is a true saint.
The arrogant Daoist Burning Lamp of the past was nothing compared to the magnificent Dharma Form that had descended at this moment, like a firefly compared to the bright moon—no, he wasn't even a firefly.
This is an absolute crushing defeat on a life level.
It's an ultimate law. "I'll kill you, and you have no choice but to die."
It's over.
Wen Zhong closed his eyes completely. This time, there was no more hope in his heart, only a deathly despair.
To see that old scoundrel, Randeng, being humiliated and his Dao Heart shattered before he died, was enough to make it all worthwhile.
On the other side, the Twelve Golden Immortals, who had just been trembling with fear because of Qin Feng's terrifying strength, now all stood up straight.
The elation of surviving a disaster on their faces was quickly replaced by a feverish arrogance and a sense of pride.
Their eyes were filled with resentment and schadenfreude as they looked at the Green-robed Figure.
You brat!
No matter how strong you are!
Keep being arrogant!
Can't you hold the Universe Ruler between two fingers? Can't you whip a Quasi-Saint peak Vice Sect Leader like a top?
Now, before my master, before the Heavenly Dao Saint, what are you?
It's nothing more than a slightly stronger, slightly more energetic ant!
I could crush you without even needing a second strike!
Guang Chengzi's lips curled into a cruel sneer, as if he could already see Qin Feng being completely erased from the very source of his existence by his master 'Primordial Spirit single finger.
However, the smile on his face froze the next second.
It wasn't just him.
The expressions on the faces of Chi Jingzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Yu Ding Zhenren... all the immortals of the Chan Sect froze completely at this moment, as if they had been frozen in place by a spell.
The imagined scene of Qin Feng kneeling on the ground, trembling, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his body disintegrating under the supreme pressure of the saint, never materialized.
The man was still standing there.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with his hands behind his back.
He didn't even flinch at the hem of his clothes.
Faced with that terrifying pressure that could crush the heavens and make even Quasi-Saint tremble, he calmly endured it, as if it were not the wrath of a saint, but merely a gentle spring breeze.
"Um?"
High above the heavens, the majestic Dharma Form, for the first time, let out a soft exclamation tinged with surprise.
His gaze, those indifferent and cold eyes composed of endless celestial light, finally and earnestly fell upon Qin Feng.
It was at this moment that everyone finally saw clearly.
A thin, hazy, and inconspicuous gray halo had appeared around Qin Feng's body at some point.
The halo was so dim, as if it might go out at any moment.
Yet this seemingly fragile halo acted like an absolute barrier, easily and completely isolating the oppressive aura of a saint capable of changing the heavens and earth.
The sage's aura could not make him bend his spine even slightly!
The Chaos Undying Body, operating at full power!
Qin Feng slowly raised his head, meeting the sage's eyes that could pierce through eternity in the heavens above, his face showing no reverence or fear.
He even laughed.
That smile carried a hint of laziness, a hint of playfulness, and a hint of undisguised mockery.
He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and spoke loudly.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a resounding slap, striking the faces of everyone in the Chan Sect, and even the face of the lofty saintly Dharma Form.
" Yuanshi, you've finally decided to get involved yourself?"
"What, the younger ones can't beat them, so you're sending the older ones in?"
"Wow, the skin of your Chan Sect is much thicker than I imagined."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The whole world seemed to have been muted.
Every single one of the Twelve Golden Immortals was dumbfounded.
Their mouths gaped open unconsciously, their eyes widened, and their brains completely shut down at that moment.
What did they hear?
That brat... who is he talking to?
He's talking to the Yuanshi Tianzun!
He not only addressed the sage by his given name, but he also... mocked the sage?
Mocking a sage for bullying the weak? Shameless!
This is insane!
This world must be fucking insane!
How dare a mere living being speak to a Heavenly Dao Saint in such a tone?!
This is the ultimate provocation against the majesty of a sage! This is playing a terrible joke on one's own life!
He's dead!
This time, he's absolutely doomed! Even a miracle won't save him!
However, the expected thunderous wrath of the saint, which would completely annihilate Qin Feng, did not immediately descend.
The crystalline finger, slowly lowered and imbued with the aura of World Creation, paused almost imperceptibly a hundred feet above Qin Feng's head.
This pause, though only a brief moment, stirred up an unprecedented tidal wave in the heart of the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable since he attained sainthood!
His path, his law, his will—were actually obstructed?
No, it's not an obstacle.
Before that thin layer of gray aura, his invincible saintly pressure, his power of law that could lock the Primordial Spirit and imprison time and space, were like a mud ox sinking into the sea, completely ignored by a higher, more ancient, and more domineering rule!
What kind of power is that?
Within that halo, there emanated an aura that made even him feel a chill.
chaos!
It is the purest and most primordial Chaos Origin Power!
This power does not belong to the Primordial World! It does not belong to the Heavenly Dao of this realm!
Countless thoughts flashed through the mind of the Yuanshi Tianzun like lightning.
Who exactly is this person?
Is it the reincarnation of the remnant will of the Chaos Demon God? Impossible, those remnant souls of the Chaos God were completely obliterated by the Father God Pangu during the World-Opening Calamity.
Were they pawns secretly planted by other sages?
Dao Ancestor Hongjun? Impossible. Dao Ancestor is one with the Heavenly Dao and would not interfere.
Senior Brother Taiqing? He Pure and Actionless, and would never raise such an arrogant disciple.
Tong Tian Junior Brother? He might be a possibility, but if he had such a figure under his tutelage, how could the Interception Sect have fallen to its current state?
Those two in the West? They wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous in the East.
Nuwa? Houtu?
He eliminated the names one by one in an instant.
Therefore, there is only one answer.
This person is a true variable! A terrifying being who transcends the Heavenly Dao, whose origins even a saint like myself cannot fathom!
In an instant, the killing intent in Yuanshi Tianzun's heart, which had originally regarded Qin Feng as an ant, quietly changed.
He still wanted to kill Qin Feng because Qin Feng had seriously threatened the plans and reputation of his Chan Sect.
But "annihilation" has turned into "testing the waters".
He had to find out who was behind this man! Or rather, what was his background?
Countless thoughts, in the mind of a sage, are but a fleeting moment.
To outsiders, the finger paused only slightly before pressing down again with an even more intense and terrifying force.
The cold, ruthless voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun, devoid of any emotion, once again resounded throughout heaven and earth.
"An ant that is unaware of its own mortality will struggle in vain before a sage."
The voice remained high and mighty, filled with supreme authority.
But this time, no matter who it was, they could hear a barely perceptible... solemnity hidden beneath that imposing aura.
He no longer regarded Qin Feng as an insect that could be crushed at will.
Instead, they regarded him as a truly qualified opponent who could stand before them!