Whoosh!
Where the long spear fell, heaven and earth became utter nothingness.
The entire region spanning more than five hundred light-years around them was completely annihilated by Qin Yue's strike. Energy disintegrated, space ceased to exist, and only Chaos Qi, which could no longer be broken down, remained.
Kashmor's body and energy form had both dispersed, and he was nowhere to be seen for the moment.
"Did we win?"
At this moment, Qin Heng and Dong Huaiyue both felt uneasy.
However...
Only one second later, when color returned to the colorless world, Kashmor's body appeared once again.
"How could this be..."
This was already the strongest power they could currently wield. Even that move could not kill Kashmor. Was an Origin Realm Venerable God... truly undefeatable?
A trace of despair took root in their hearts. For the first time in their lives, the two felt a profound helplessness.
"You continue to surprise me more and more," Kashmor said, his voice filled with astonishment, and even a faint fear.
Though that strike had failed to kill him, it had destroyed a vast amount of his origin energy. At this moment, he only appeared powerful; in truth, he was severely wounded.
Looking at Qin Yue's half-male, half-female Fusion Body, he beckoned and retrieved the Creation Ancestral Banner into his hand. In a grave voice, he said, "I take back my contempt for you. Next comes my true power. You may also witness the ultimate perfected technique of the Origin Realm's laws—Origin Arts."
As soon as he spoke, he gripped the banner in both hands and held it upright before himself. Streams of mighty Creation power surged from within his body, like flowing brooks and gentle breezes, circling and spiraling around him.
Origin Arts—the ultimate mystery born from the Primal Law's perfection.
Such