The finely dressed young man's unease reached its peak.
Without a second thought, he tried to retreat.
But it was too late.
The stream of dark-gold light seemed slow, yet it crossed time and space, ignoring every defense before them.
Before any of them could react, it gently touched each one.
Then the entire Chaos Void fell into an eerie silence.
The Hunyuan Infinite experts who had been shouting and laughing moments ago froze in place.
Starting where the dark-gold light had touched them, their bodies silently dissolved, inch by inch.
No screams. No struggle. Not even a trace of energy escaped.
They were like snow melting beneath the blazing sun, like pencil marks erased from a page.
Their bodies, their Laws, their souls—even the True Spirit imprints at the root of their existence—
All were wiped away under that seemingly gentle dark-gold light.
In less than a breath,
The finely dressed young man and the dozen or so Hunyuan Infinite experts vanished without a trace.
As though they had never been there.
Only a dozen or so masses of Hunyuan Infinite Origin Essence remained, floating where they had stood, proof that living beings had once occupied that space.
"What a waste." Chen Yuan looked at the talisman in Mo Yun's hand, its glow slightly dimmer, and sighed from the heart.
To him, using such a precious talisman on that rabble was an outrageous waste.
Mo Yun felt the sting too. It was a life-saving trump card the senior had given him, and every use diminished it.
That single strike had consumed a third of the talisman's power.
If he had not needed to settle the trouble quickly and prevent further complications, he would never have used it so readily.
"Take all the Origin Essence," Mo Yun said, collecting himself.