Compassion still showed in Shakyamuni Tathagata's eyes.
In his view,
Zu Zheng was indeed taking this very seriously.
However,
all of it would ultimately be futile. Skill or no skill,
to Shakyamuni Tathagata, it was all just empty talk.
This divine ability
was even more outrageous than the Nirvana Rebirth he had used on Blue Planet.
No matter what, Zu Zheng could not possibly stir up any waves within this torrent of the end.
Shakyamuni Tathagata looked at Zu Zheng's figure ahead. He could sense that, within this torrent of the end, no matter how they joined forces, they would be unable to withstand his final power.
"I never thought I would live to witness a scene like this with my own eyes."
"Even if it is only an illusion, it still holds meaning."
Unlike Shakyamuni Tathagata's dismissal,
the emperors of the Primordial World were all watching Zu Zheng with admiration.
The end.
Doomsday.
A divine ability like this should have imposed absolute suppression upon Zu Zheng.
Yet before their eyes,
his spiritual strength was so immense that it formed the might of a nation, allowing him to block this divine ability for a single breath at the very outset.
This... was already quite remarkable.
Even if it was only for an instant,
everyone watching regarded Zu Zheng more highly.
"Something's wrong."
"Zu Zheng held on."
Within the Immortal Sword World,
the Three Sovereigns focused their gazes.
Even though Zhou Qingqing, the Dao Venerable, had already explained everything to them beforehand,
when it truly came to this point,
their hearts could not help but rise into their throats.
The other party enduring for one instant had already matched their expectations perfectly.
Yet after that instant,
Zu Zheng still stood tall.
That immediately exceeded their expectations.
"One breath, two breaths, three