No Means No, How Many Times Do I Have to Say It?

At this moment, although Hong Yuan was injured, the smile on his face never faded.

On the contrary, the laziness and casualness in Hong Yuan's eyes had completely vanished, replaced by an ultimate focus as deep and cold as an ancient abyss.

"But if you think this is enough to suppress me..."

He slowly raised both hands, palms facing upward, as though he were supporting the weight of the entire universe.

That crushing pressure, enough to instantly annihilate countless Primordial Golden Immortals, was forcibly held back by his bare palms.

"You're still far from it!"

The instant his words fell, the laws of the Three Thousand Great Daos surged from his body. They no longer fought independently; instead, the Law of Strength became the trunk, while the other two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine laws became branches and leaves, forming a Great Dao Tree that pierced through Chaos!

The moment the tree appeared, countless branches emerged like chains, forcibly piercing through the attacks and Dao Rhymes of everyone except Hao Shi.

Not only that, those branches continuously absorbed the Dao Rhymes of Quan Hong and the others.

They transformed them into nourishment, feeding the Law of Strength that represented the trunk.

At this moment, Hong Yuan faintly carried a trace of the supreme bearing Pangu had possessed when he created the world and stood between heaven and earth.

No matter how countless techniques struck him, he would break them all with a single force!

At the same time, the three Chaos Supreme Treasures instantly fused perfectly with the Great Dao Tree.

The Chaos Bead hung high above the canopy, stabilizing primordial chaos and fixing the constantly crushing power of "existence."

The World-Destroying Millstone sank into the roots, grinding apart every Dao Rhyme and law that tried to erode it.

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