Saint of Chaos

Within the mountain range where the Five Great Other Clans resided, the entire range was enveloped within a cage formed by Spatial Power, Lightning Power, and Yin-Yang Energy.

Lightning continuously crashed down.

A Demon Race cultivator clad in golden armor stared at the descending lightning. Terrified, he hastily gathered all the Immortal Artifacts on his person and formed a golden shield.

Complex defensive runes were inscribed upon the shield. In but an instant, it swelled to ten meters in size, its heavy golden light filling a stretch of space.

But in the next moment, golden lightning struck. A single bolt slammed into the golden shield, and the runes that appeared capable of blocking a falling meteor exploded with a boom in an instant. The shield then split apart with a crash.

The lightning blasted through the shield and struck him directly.

The Demon Race cultivator's pupils shrank involuntarily in terror. Before he could react, the lightning had already completely devoured him.

His head exploded with a bang!

Nearby, several other cultivators also unleashed their life-saving means. Some summoned enormous curtains of water as barriers, some erected earthen-yellow walls, while others condensed shields of flame.

Spells shot forth one after another, casting dazzling multicolored light. But once the lightning descended—

The enormous water-screen barriers shattered beneath the lightning as though made of paper, and even the vapor was instantly evaporated.

The earthen-yellow walls fractured inch by inch, while the flame shields were blasted into complete dissipation...

Terrifying Lightning Power, Spatial Power, and Yin-Yang Energy converged and rampaged through the cage. Everywhere they passed, cultivators of the Five Great Other Clans exploded instantly.

Within this world, the rolling mountain range collapsed with a thunderous roar. In the span of a breath, it was flattened, and endless dust shot into the heavens, blotting