Yuanshi Tianzun's Wrath

"Senior Brother Chi Jingzi!"

A scream, so piercingly mournful it tore through the sky above the East Sea.

True Lord Yu Ding's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the spot where Chi Jingzi had vanished. His body trembled uncontrollably, not from fear, but from an unstoppable rage and grief.

He was dead.

One of the Heavenly Origin Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, a disciple of a Sage, a senior brother they had known for countless eons, had been effortlessly annihilated before their very eyes, crushed like an ant.

Not even a trace of his Primordial Spirit or true spirit had escaped!

What an unbearable humiliation!

"Wretch! I will make you pay with your life!!"

Taiyi Zhenren went completely mad. He spat out a mouthful of his vital essence blood, splashing it onto his Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover. The magic treasure, which had already dimmed, instantly erupted with a blinding blood-red light.

"The bond of fellow disciples is witnessed by heaven and earth! Today, even if our cultivation is destroyed, we will grind you, you abomination, to dust!"

Daoist Tianzun, True Lord Qingxu, Huanglong Zhenren...

All the remaining Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect fell into a frenzy at this moment.

Every one of them wore a look of desperate resolve, willing to perish together. They each sacrificed their vital essence blood, channeling their internal power without regard for the cost, preparing to unleash some forbidden, mutually destructive secret art.

For a time, within the entire Heavenly Prison, various violent, chaotic, and destructive energies intertwined madly, forming a terrifying storm of energy that could make even a Quasi-Sage take notice.

However, just as this storm was about to take shape and surge toward Lin Feng.

Without any warning.

Everything stopped.

The violent energy storm was instantly grasped as if by an invisible giant hand. All destructive energies, all murderous intent, were forcefully smoothed out and vanished in an instant.

The entire Primordial World seemed to have its pause button pressed at this moment.

The river of time ceased its flow, and the laws of space completely solidified.

A supreme, majestic, cold, and terrifying will, transcending language, imagination, and the limits of all beings' understanding, descended from the distant thirty-third heaven!

This will was icy, vast, and devoid of any emotion.

It was as if it were heaven, the Dao, the origin and end of all rules in this world.

Under this will, the entire Primordial World trembled.

Above the East Sea, countless waves instantly calmed, becoming as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the anomaly in the sky.

High above the nine heavens, clouds and winds reversed, the sun and moon lost their light, and endless laws of the Great Dao, as if summoned by an emperor, manifested themselves, transforming into resplendent chains of order that descended from the void, emitting humble hums.

All living beings in heaven and earth, whether great demons cultivating in remote mountains or powerful beings in secluded caves, felt their Dao Hearts tremble and their Primordial Spirits stir at this instant. They uncontrollably prostrated themselves in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

It was a surrender stemming from the very origin of life!

The frenzy and desperation of the Heavenly Origin Sect immortals seemed utterly laughable and insignificant before this will.

The madness on their faces froze instantly, replaced by boundless confusion, which then turned into fervent excitement and worship.

"It's Master!"

"It's Master's aura! Master has descended!"

Daoist Burning Lamp was so moved he wept tears of joy. He struggled to prostrate himself but found his body unable to move. He could only muster all his strength to cry out from the depths of his heart.

"We welcome our Sect Master!"

"Welcome, Master!"

The remaining Golden Immortals, like orphaned children who had found their backbone, were all moved to tears, their grievances, anger, and unwillingness transforming into boundless reverence for that supreme existence.

Master had arrived.

Everything was over.

This madman, this abomination, was doomed!

Amidst their fervent shouts, a roar devoid of any emotion, like a judgment from the Heavenly Dao, echoed throughout the Primordial World.

"Abomination, how dare you act so!"

The moment the voice fell, a colossal rift, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, tore open in the turbulent chaos beyond the thirty-third heaven.

A hand.

A sky-shattering giant hand, woven from infinite laws of the Great Dao and chains of order, slowly emerged from the rift.

That hand was too large.

So large it obscured the entire sky of the East Sea, making the sun, moon, and stars dim in its presence, reduced to dust.

On the palm, every line seemed to be a complete Great Dao, and every pulse caused the entire Primordial World to resonate.

A terrifying will that could erase all life, end all karma, and return all things to chaos, locked onto Lin Feng below, and the Three Immortal Islands behind him.

The giant hand slowly pressed down.

Its speed seemed slow, yet it sealed the past, present, and future, cutting off all possibility of escape.

This is the wrath of a Sage, the punishment of the Heavenly Dao!

Before this world-destroying power, all words seemed pale and weak.

"Plop!"

Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao, the sisters, could no longer hold on. Their delicate bodies trembled violently, their legs went weak, and they almost knelt down on the spot.

They felt their Primordial Spirits were thrown into ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, completely frozen from the inside out, unable to even form a single thought.

That wasn't pressure, it was an absolute crushing of life's very level!

It was the trembling and despair from the deepest part of their souls, like ants looking up at the sky.

Just as they were about to completely collapse, a figure clad in green stepped forward.

Just one step.

Yet, it was as if an eternal chasm was drawn between the sisters and the world-destroying heavenly might.

That terrifying pressure, capable of freezing a Quasi-Sage's Primordial Spirit and crushing a Grand Unity's Dao Fruit, vanished like spring snow meeting the scorching sun the moment it touched Lin Feng's back, melting away silently, unable to advance even an inch further.

Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao immediately felt the burden lift. The feeling of impending suffocation and death vanished without a trace.

They raised their heads, staring blankly at the figure that wasn't particularly tall, but at this moment seemed capable of holding up the entire sky. Their beautiful eyes sparkled with wonder.

Lin Feng shielded the sisters behind him, blocking all the pressure for them.

He slowly raised his head, gazing up at the colossal, world-destroying hand that was slowly descending, a hand that could bring despair to all living beings in the Primordial World. In his eyes, there was not the slightest trace of fear or solemnity.

There was only a faint fighting spirit, as if he had waited for a long time and it had finally ignited.

"Are you finally willing to show yourself?"