That world-shrouding giant hand, that Dao Master strike powerful enough to destroy everything, had actually frozen like amber, suspended in midair!
Completely motionless!
The sinister grin on Yin Hongjun's face had frozen as well.
His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
"This... what is this?!"
Even his voice was trembling.
That phantom stele was clearly only about ten feet in size.
Compared with his world-shrouding giant hand, it was pitifully small.
But that aura—
That aura made his entire body tremble!
It filled him with endless fear from the depths of his soul!
That fear was even more intense than facing death!
It was as though an ant were facing a lofty god!
Lu Chen did not answer.
He merely raised his hand and gave a gentle push.
The phantom of the Origin Dao Tablet trembled slightly.
Hum—!!!
An invisible ripple spread outward!
The ripple appeared weak.
Yet wherever it passed, the space of Origin Chaos shattered!
Not cracked.
It shattered!
Like glass struck by a giant hammer, turning into countless fragments!
The frozen palm of Yin Hongjun instantly collapsed!
It turned into nothingness!
Not even the slightest trace remained!
Yin Hongjun himself was struck by the ripple as well!
"Pfft—!!!"
His entire body flew backward as though struck by a giant hammer!
Blood sprayed wildly from his mouth!
Blood splattered across the vast sky!
As he flew backward, his body continued to shatter!
His arms shattered!
His legs shattered!
His chest shattered!
Only his head and half a ruined body remained barely intact!
"No—!!!"
He screamed, his eyes filled with despair!
He had already broken through to the Dao Master realm!
Although he was a Pseudo Dao Master, he was still a Dao Master!
An existence far beyond Hongmeng!
How had he still been defeated with a single