Lu Sheng Crashes into Buzhou Mountain in Fury!
Whoosh!
The Chaos Sea fell silent, with only Gu Shaoshang's indifferent voice echoing through the Boundless Chaos.
His voice used chaos as its tongue and endless Dao principles as its eyes. Though it was not raised high, it flowed mightily through all directions, resounding with incomparable clarity beside the ears of the many Hunyuan Giants.
For a moment, chaos itself seemed to lose its color. Only that invisible yet tangible sound wave spread unhurriedly, reaching everywhere without exception.
Its intent was firm, its will fierce, containing an indescribably tyrannical resolve.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the several Hunyuans who had spoken earlier flickered. Their expressions varied, but in the end, they gradually fell silent.
"He has developed quite the bearing."
Above the Investiture of the Gods Great Universe, the young Daoist lying across the vault of heaven laughed freely, his fingertip lightly tapping the sword blade with a ringing clang.
"What a declaration: I am the rules."
Amid the surging chaos, a Hunyuan Giant lowered his gaze.
"In that case, let us see whether the Martial Ancestor can defeat his fellow Daoists under his own rules."
Having spoken, he did not wait for Gu Shaoshang's reply. He tossed down a chess piece and conceded defeat.
"Hehe, today I have truly witnessed the Martial Ancestor's tyranny..."
Another Hunyuan chuckled and threw down his piece in surrender.
The other Hunyuans also shook their heads and abandoned their pieces. At this point, whether they continued or not was meaningless.
The Martial Ancestor was clearly about to lose. Provoking him now was simply not worth it.
Although the Martial Ancestor was no longer Pangu, he was still enough to make anyone wary.
Besides, the Twelve Great Dragons had already taken shape. Unless he personally entered