True Lord Chihuo's Great Dao had been annihilated.
The news swept like an unstoppable hurricane through every corner of the Primordial Universe in just a few hundred years.
For a time, the entire Primordial Universe fell speechless.
The last time a Great Luo True Realm cultivator had suffered Great Dao annihilation was during the transition between epochs.
Over countless years, conflicts between Great Luo True Realm cultivators had broken out from time to time, but at worst, they had resulted in grievous injuries, severe damage to Origin Essence, or a damaged Dao Foundation.
To grind away the Great Dao of a living expert at the peak of the Fusion Dao Realm was an unheard-of tragedy.
Overnight, every Great Luo True Realm cultivator still hunting isolated cultivators from the Abyssal Sea Divine Pivot stopped in their tracks, as though by unspoken agreement.
For a time, the once-boiling Primordial Universe grew eerily quiet.
The Fusion Dao Realm cultivators of the Abyssal Sea Divine Pivot could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
They emerged from their hiding places one after another and headed toward the Dao Field of Jiemie and his four companions.
The Jiemie Dao Field.
Inside the great hall, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
True Lord Qingmu's and True Lord Xuanshui's injuries had stabilized.
Yet neither of them, nor the dozens of fellow cultivators fortunate enough to escape back with them, showed any joy at surviving the ordeal. Instead, their faces carried a trace of worry.
"Dao brother, did we go too far this time?"
Kongxuan looked at Jiemie in the seat of honor and asked softly.
Though annihilating True Lord Chihuo's Great Dao had intimidated everyone, it also meant they had completely torn away any pretense of civility with the native cultivators of the entire Primordial Universe.
"Too far?" Blood