The Various Powers Were Shaken! Yang Mei: I Don't Believe It! Shi Chen, Save Me! A Sudden Change!

"Go find out! Go find out! Go find out!"

"Get to the bottom of it! Get to the bottom of it! Get to the bottom of it!"

"Yang Mei alone isn't enough. Shi Chen, you go too."

"We can give you what you want, but you must get to the bottom of the Mythical Method."

"This concerns a matter of great importance. Shi Chen, you'd better make the trip."

The strange figures within the Gate of Taboo found it equally difficult to accept. Countless violent, chaotic, and deranged voices rang out from within.

Upon hearing this, Shi Chen drew a deep breath. His eyes flickered before he suddenly raised his head and looked beyond the boundary.

No.

He had to go and take a look.

Even if the Gate of Taboo had said nothing, he still had to see for himself. If he didn't get to the bottom of this, he would never have peace of mind.

Damn it. The plan had been laid out perfectly, so how had an unknown existence like the River God suddenly appeared?

Shi Chen cursed inwardly.

But when he thought of Pangu, he immediately felt better.

If he were the only one suffering, it would be hard to accept.

But if someone else was suffering alongside him?

Then it was fine.

"Father God, what is a myth?"

On the Primordial Continent, within Biyou Palace on Kunlun Mountain, Shangqing asked curiously.

He hadn't heard this from Yang Mei. Rather, the moment those eyes appeared behind Hongjun, he had somehow realized that they were called a myth, and the words "myth" had also surfaced in his mind.

He couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shaken.

The moment those eyes were revealed, all of Yang Mei's attacks had been frozen?

How could it be that powerful?

"..."

The phantom sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform at the center of Shangqing's sea of consciousness said nothing, remaining silent the entire time.

This scene wasn't limited to Shangqing. It had also occurred with Yuqing, Taiqing, and even the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

They had all asked the phantom the same question.

They were all deeply curious. What exactly was a myth?

And this was also the shared question of all the Primordial Era Beings.

A myth?

What was that?

"With just a pair of eyes, you think you can suppress me?"

Yang Mei's expression was ugly. He roared and unleashed his full power. "I refuse to believe that your myth can be this powerful!"

"Boom!!!"

An invisible roar suddenly erupted. Black energy gradually blossomed around Yang Mei, while strange whispers and inexplicable auras began to surge. As the black energy appeared, Yang Mei's aura surged explosively. He had already broken through the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal barrier and entered the realm of the Primordial Chaos Supreme Golden Immortal.

And it still hadn't stopped!

Faintly, countless phantoms could be seen emerging from the black energy before merging into Yang Mei's body. Every additional trace of fusion caused his aura to surge further. Time seemed to freeze, as though it had stopped flowing. In an instant, Yang Mei's aura had already reached the height of ultimate sublimation.

A Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal controlled the laws of the Great Dao, extending three thousand minor Daos from a single Great Dao. If they gathered a complete Great Dao, the three thousand minor Daos would allow them to attain the Primordial Chaos Supreme Golden Immortal realm.

A Primordial Chaos Supreme Golden Immortal controlled the Three Thousand Great Daos. Each Great Dao gave rise to another three thousand minor Daos, resulting in the Three Thousand Great Daos and nine million minor Daos. Only by completing them all could one reach the peak of the Primordial Chaos Supreme Golden Immortal realm.

"Space! Time! Yin-Yang! The Five Elements! Chaos! Order! Heaven and Earth! The Great Sun! Tai Yin! Slaughter! Destruction!"

His lips moved slightly. Every word he uttered was like a divine maxim, and countless Great Daos responded.

One Great Dao after another continued to extend, as if evolving into a vast and boundless sea. Countless divine abilities were reflected within it and continuously condensed as Yang Mei formed hand seals.

The World-Ending Millstone shook violently, erupting with endless annihilation and destruction. Its terrifying might once again exploded, enveloping Hongjun.

"Suppress."

Hongjun's expression remained calm as he uttered a single word.

Boom!!!

Divine light seemed to bloom from the blurred eyes. An imprint rose from their brow, while layers of illusory worlds appeared around Hongjun and empowered him.

Using the power of multiple Great Daos?

With a single force, I can naturally suppress them all!

It was like suppression from a higher level, as though it originated from an overwhelming difference in status. Beneath Hongjun's single word, the World-Ending Millstone wailed, its radiance rapidly dimming. Yang Mei's attack shattered in an instant, vanishing like a bubble.

Yang Mei grunted and retreated again and again. His aura was somewhat disordered, and a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face.

Instant kill!

He hadn't even had the power to fight back!

Yang Mei's face turned green, and he nearly ground his teeth to pieces.

Just a little more! He was only a little short!

He could clearly sense that the gap between Hongjun and himself actually wasn't this great. The reason Hongjun could kill him instantly was purely because their strength was evenly matched, allowing that strange mythical status to suppress him.

If his strength were just a little greater and he broke this balance, that bizarre mythical suppression would no longer exist.

"You can go die now."

A trace of killing intent surfaced in Hongjun's eyes as he spoke indifferently.

"..."

Yang Mei.

Who was he?

Where was he?

What was he supposed to do?

He had only just appeared, and had barely finished showing off before being humiliated in return. Now even his life was in danger?

Hadn't his appearance been completely pointless, then?

His head was buzzing.

"Run!"

Yang Mei didn't hesitate or waver. He decisively turned to flee.

Being humiliated after failing to show off wasn't important. At most, he had lost some face. But if he lost his life, then it would truly be over.

I can't afford to provoke him. Can't I just run?

"Boom!!!"

With a thought from Yang Mei, the Great Dao of Space came into operation, and the various Great Daos empowered him. The World-Ending Millstone smashed open the void, and Yang Mei immediately prepared to enter the spatial passage.

"Seal."

Hongjun once again uttered a single word.

The eyes behind him flickered faintly. Somehow, a higher-level power seemed to descend, and Yang Mei's Great Dao of Space was immediately suppressed.

Upon seeing this, Yang Mei's eyes nearly split with fury. He almost ground his teeth to pieces.

Again?

Damn it, what exactly is this myth?

"It really is a myth..."

Luohu and the others inhaled slightly, their teeth nearly grinding to pieces as well.

No, they had been willing to let Hongjun take the lead by one step, but he couldn't be this far ahead!

They were still here studying gibberish, while Hongjun had already developed an entire mythical system?

How could they keep playing like this? What was the point?

Luohu and the others exchanged glances, and they could all see the determination in one another's eyes.

No. Once they returned, they had to hurry and make time for cultivation. Otherwise, they would truly be left watching Hongjun show off by himself.

"Wait. This venerable one thinks there may be some misunderstanding between us."

Seeing that Hongjun was about to attack, Yang Mei panicked. He was about to speak when he sensed something. His spirits immediately lifted, and his eyes brightened.

Shi Chen's aura?

"What misunderstanding?"

"Hongjun, do you really think you've already won?"

"Today is the day you die!"

Yang Mei spoke coldly.

"?"

Hongjun.

Hongjun had just been preparing to condense mythical power when he suddenly heard Yang Mei's words. His aura nearly became unstable, and he was almost angered into laughter.

"Shi Chen, save me!"

They could joke and bicker, and he could show off all he wanted, but his life was still the most important thing. Afraid that Hongjun might attack without warning, Yang Mei hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Boom!!!"

The power of time erupted. The flow of time around the entire battlefield slowed to an extreme. Silently, a figure appeared beside Yang Mei out of nowhere, as though he had always been there.

Shi Chen had descended!

"Attack together."

Shi Chen glanced at Yang Mei, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. He admired Yang Mei's shameless personality. Even at a time like this, he still had to run his mouth.

Still, Shi Chen didn't delay. After speaking solemnly, he attacked directly.

"Space is sovereign, while time is supreme."

"A myth?"

"Then let this venerable one see just how powerful this mythical path truly is."

His expression calm, Shi Chen finished speaking indifferently and pointed forward. The phantom of the River of Time was projected outward, as if endless ages were surging and evolving within it. Boundless power of time enveloped Hongjun, faintly tracing back his past as though attempting to strip away his cultivation in the present.

Moreover, countless phantoms of Shi Chen from the past, present, and future walked out of the River of Time and merged into his body, causing his aura to grow stronger without end.

Yang Mei didn't hesitate either. With a low shout, he likewise illuminated the River of Space. The World-Ending Millstone merged into it, and endless spatial power transformed into a raging tide. It even evolved into various spatial divine abilities, such as spatial disorder and spatial chaos, to assist Shi Chen's attack.