The unease in the richly dressed young man's heart reached its peak at that moment.
Without a second thought, he tried to retreat.
But it was already too late.
The streak of dark golden light seemed to move slowly, yet it crossed the distance of time and space, ignoring every defense before them.
Before they could make any effective response, it had already touched each of them, ever so lightly.
Then the entire Chaos Void fell into an eerie, deathly silence.
The expressions of the Hunyuan Wuji experts who had been clamoring and jeering just moments before froze on their faces.
Starting from wherever the dark golden light had touched them, their bodies silently dissolved and crumbled, inch by inch.
There were no screams, no struggles, not even a trace of escaping energy.
They were like ice and snow beneath a blazing sun, like pencil marks rubbed away by an eraser.
Their flesh, their laws, their souls, and even the most fundamental imprints of their true spirits—the very foundation of their existence in this world—
All were utterly erased at the root beneath that seemingly gentle dark golden light.
In less than a single breath.
The richly dressed young man and the dozen or so Hunyuan Wuji experts vanished from where they stood, leaving nothing behind.
It was as though they had never appeared at all.
Only a dozen or so clusters of Hunyuan Wuji origin remained, floating quietly where they had stood, proof that a group of living beings had once been there.
"What a waste." Chen Yuan looked at the talisman in Mo Yun's hand, its glow now slightly dimmer, and sighed from the heart.
To him, using such a precious talisman against this rabble of clay chickens and pottery dogs was an outrageous waste.
Mo Yun felt