Time was vanishing, space was shattering.
This was the clearest sensation felt by the Death Immortals. Trapped within this stretch of space-time, they found it nearly impossible to escape their doomed fate.
"Run, run!"
"Dao technique, Three Thousand Flames!"
"Ah... Go, quickly..."
In Lin Xuan's field of vision, the Death Immortals were in complete disarray. Some had been scared out of their wits, while others remained fairly calm and could still unleash Dao techniques in resistance.
Terrifying fluctuations of Dao resonance swiftly erupted throughout the region where the Death Immortals stood.
Flames burned, lightning surged wildly, fierce winds howled in fury... These powerful Dao techniques, capable of tearing space apart with ease, all blossomed across the Death Immortals' domain.
Yet as the power of Space-Time Annihilation surged forth, those terrifying Dao techniques seemed to be wiped away, vanishing without a sound.
Lin Xuan stood above the Death Immortals, peerlessly transcendent, coldly admiring this feast with Space-Time Power as its main course.
Before Space-Time Power, the Death Immortals' Dao resonance was like paper mache—utterly crushed by a strike from a higher dimension.
The resplendent radiance of Dao resonance quickly faded, and the Death Immortals' bodies were erased as well, like marks wiped from a sheet of paper.
The terrified cries ceased entirely. Vast sheets of purple-gold karmic fire descended from the Soul Concealing Canopy, blanketing a thousand miles of land.
The remaining traces of the erased Death Immortals were tempered by the purple-gold karmic fire, then swept away by a terrifying suction force from within the Soul Concealing Canopy.
Inside the canopy, Zhao Yan seemed to have transformed into a violet crystal, wrapped in an immense amount of living-soul spiritual power, his face brimming with delight.
"Buzz!"
The Soul Suppressing Pagoda trembled. Every Death Immortal had been at the peak of