"Senior Brother Chi Jingzi!"
A heart-rending wail tore through the skies above the East Sea.
True Lord Yu Ding's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the place where Chi Jingzi had vanished. His entire body trembled violently beyond his control—not from fear, but from irrepressible fury and grief.
He was dead.
One of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect of Elucidation, a Saint's disciple, a senior brother who had called them brothers for countless epochs, had been casually erased before their very eyes as though he were nothing more than an ant being crushed.
Even his primordial spirit and true soul had failed to escape in the slightest!
What an unbearable humiliation!
"You bastard! I'll make you pay with your life!!"
Taiyi Zhenren had gone completely mad. He spat out a mouthful of his vital essence blood, spraying it over his Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover. The magic treasure, whose light had already dimmed, instantly erupted with a blinding blood-red radiance.
"Our bond as fellow disciples bears witness before Heaven and Earth! Today, even if our cultivation is utterly ruined, we will grind you, fiend, to dust and ashes!"
Daoist Tianzun, True Lord Qingxu, Huanglong Zhenren...
All the remaining Chan Sect Golden Immortals fell into madness at that moment.
Every face bore the resolve to perish together with their enemy. One after another, they offered up their vital essence blood and drove the mana within their bodies without regard for the cost, preparing to unleash some forbidden secret art of mutual destruction.
For a time, violent, chaotic, destructive auras intertwined wildly throughout the prison of heaven and earth, forming a terrifying storm of energy powerful enough to make even a Quasi-Saint take notice.
Yet just as that storm was about to take shape and surge toward Lin Feng—
Without warning—
Everything stopped.
The violent energy storm seemed to be seized in an instant by an invisible hand. Every destructive aura, every frenzied killing intent, was forcibly smoothed away in less than a ten-thousandth of an instant, vanishing like smoke.
At that moment, the entire Primordial World seemed to have had its pause button pressed.
The River of Time ceased flowing, and the Space Laws completely solidified.
A terrifying will—supreme, majestic, cold, beyond language, beyond imagination, beyond the limits of all beings' comprehension—came crashing down from beyond the distant Thirty-three Heavens!
This will was cold and vast, devoid of the slightest emotion.
It was as though it were Heaven itself, the Dao itself, the origin and end of every rule in this world.
Beneath this will, the entire Primordial World trembled.
Above the East Sea, billions of acres of waves instantly calmed, becoming smooth as a mirror as they reflected the changes in the heavens.
Above the Nine Heavens, winds and clouds churned in reverse, while the sun and moon lost their light. Endless Great Dao Laws, as if summoned by an emperor, manifested one after another and transformed into brilliant chains of order that hung down through the void, giving off humble hums.
All living beings between Heaven and Earth—whether great demons cultivating bitterly in the deep mountains or Great Powers in secluded cave dwellings—felt their Dao hearts shake violently and their primordial spirits quiver. In that instant, they uncontrollably prostrated themselves in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.
It was submission born from the very source of life!
The madness and resolve of the immortals of the Sect of Elucidation appeared laughable and insignificant before this will.
The insanity on their faces froze instantly, replaced by boundless bewilderment, which then turned into frenzied excitement and worship.
"It's Master!"
"It's Master's aura! Master has descended!"
Daoist Burning Lamp was so excited that tears streamed down his aged face. He struggled to kneel, only to discover that his body could not move at all. He could only exhaust all his strength and shout from the depths of his heart.
"Welcome, Sect Master!"
"Welcome, Master!"
The remaining Golden Immortals were like orphans who had finally found someone to rely upon. Their eyes brimmed with tears as they transformed all their grievance, anger, and unwillingness into boundless reverence for that supreme existence.
Master had come.
Everything was over.
That madman, that fiend—he was dead for sure!
Amid their frenzied cries, an enraged shout devoid of all emotion, like a judgment passed by the Heavenly Dao, resounded throughout the entire Primordial World.
"Fiend, how dare you!"
The instant the voice fell, the roiling chaos beyond the Thirty-three Heavens suddenly split open with a colossal fissure stretching billions of miles.
A hand.
A heaven-supporting giant hand woven from endless Great Dao Laws and chains of order slowly extended from that fissure.
That hand was too vast.
So vast that it covered the skies over the entire East Sea; so vast that the sun, moon, and stars dimmed before it, reduced to dust.
Every line upon its palm seemed to be a complete Great Dao, and every pulse caused the entire Primordial World to resonate with it.
A terrifying will that would erase all life, end all karma, and return all things to chaos locked firmly onto Lin Feng below, as well as the Three Immortal Islands behind him.
The giant hand slowly pressed down.
It appeared slow, yet it sealed off the past, present, and future, cutting off every possibility of evasion.
This was the wrath of a Saint. This was the punishment of the Heavenly Dao!
Before this world-destroying power, all words seemed pale and powerless.
Thud!
The Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao sisters could no longer hold on. Their delicate bodies trembled violently, their legs went weak, and they nearly fell to their knees on the spot.
They felt as though their primordial spirits had been cast into ancient ice that had endured for ten thousand years, frozen completely from within and without, unable to stir even a single thought.
This was not pressure. It was the absolute crushing superiority of Life Level!
It was the trembling and despair that arose from the deepest depths of one's soul when an ant gazed up at the heavens.
Just as they were about to collapse completely, a figure in azure stepped forward.
Just one step.
Yet it seemed to draw an eternal, impassable gulf between the sisters and that world-ending Heavenly Might.
The Terrifying Pressure capable of freezing a Quasi-Saint's primordial spirit and crushing a Grand Unity Dao Fruit melted away without a sound the instant it touched Lin Feng's back, like spring snow meeting the blazing sun. It could not advance even an inch further.
Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao immediately felt the weight lift from their bodies, and the suffocating sensation of imminent death vanished without a trace.
They raised their heads and stared blankly at that figure. Though he was not especially tall, he now seemed capable of holding up the entire sky. Their beautiful eyes shone with wonder.
Lin Feng stood before the sisters, shielding them from all the pressure.
He slowly raised his head and looked toward the world-ending giant hand pressing down, a hand enough to plunge all beings of the Primordial World into despair. There was not the slightest fear or solemnity in his eyes.
Instead, there was only a faint battle intent, as though something he had awaited for a long time had finally been ignited.
"Have you finally decided to show yourself?"
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