Within the Heavenly Dao Teachings' stronghold, inside a vast minor world like an ancient heaven and earth, a figure sat cross-legged amid the clouds. At this moment, every law between heaven and earth had frozen, winding around that figure and circling endlessly with his breaths. It was terrifying beyond measure.
Suddenly, a streak of light tore through everything and plunged directly into that figure.
A moment later, the figure opened his eyes. As his eyes opened, it was as though the world was undergoing the creation of the world, and the laws between heaven and earth abruptly stirred to life.
He was like the creation god of ancient legend. When he opened his eyes, this world became day; when he closed them, this world became night. The entire world revolved around him.
"Has that Ye Xiwen appeared? Looks like it is finally my turn to stretch my limbs!"
A deep, muffled voice emerged from that figure.
The instant his words fell, his figure had vanished without a trace. Yet what was truly terrifying was that as he disappeared, the entire world seemed to enter doomsday, beginning to collapse on the spot. Countless laws crumbled, and the space between heaven and earth completely collapsed along with that figure's departure.
This was not an inherently formed world at all. It was merely a world automatically constructed from countless laws while he comprehended the Dao. One could well imagine the terror of this man's cultivation—it had already reached an unimaginable level.
His achievements in creation were profound, and his martial arts unrivaled.
"Ye Xiwen, obediently accept your death!"
The various Emperors had not had much time to prepare. Especially with the Heavenly Dao Teachings hunting Ye Xiwen from behind, only three days had passed before it was time to depart.
Several Emperors gathered