Xuan Condor Divine Monarch's tense body gradually relaxed.
Suddenly,
A voice rang beside his ear.
"What are you nervous about?"
The voice was hazy and echoing, as though it came from the depths of endless dreams. It entered the hearts of living beings, stirring ripples upon ripples.
"Not good!"
Xuan Condor Divine Monarch's expression changed drastically.
Without a second thought, he instantly burned his essence blood. Vast golden light surged around him, transforming him into a black-gold divine condor as immense as a mountain range. His wings spread wide, connecting heaven and earth. With a piercing shriek, he lunged at his own son, vicious to the extreme.
Golden Condor True Venerable stood there blankly, frozen in place.
Just as he was about to die, within the dreamscape, a finger emerged from his eye.
The finger was slender, pale, and long. Before that berserk Demon Race Divine Monarch, it seemed as frail as an ant, as though the wind could shatter it.
Yet that very finger pressed down lightly, breaking through layer after layer of golden light capable of tearing apart heaven and earth. It pierced through the endless slicing and cleaving of Xuan Condor Divine Monarch's golden feathers and, beneath his utterly terrified gaze, entered the center of his avian head.
Crack!
The sound of collapsing bones.
A bloody hole appeared in Xuan Condor Divine Monarch's mountain-like head. Brain matter burst forth, and great torrents of blood gushed out like springs, splashing across heaven and earth before being drawn back in, leaving no trace behind.
This sturdy Demon Race body could withstand the bombardment of countless Nets of Rules without harm, yet before this finger, it was as fragile as tofu.
The Dao Integration Spirit within the body was reduced to ashes the instant the finger touched it, even more