It was over.
The thing they feared most had happened in the end.
The other Pseudo-Saints of the Fallen Dust Alliance.
Gu Aotian, Hu Lietian, the Radiant Pope, the Giant Demon Ancestor, the Star Devourer Ancestor, and the Void Insect Queen.
Every last one of them looked as though an invisible hand had seized them by the throat.
The blood drained from their faces, leaving behind nothing but boundless fear and disbelief.
"Achieving Sainthood through the Crimson Dust... An unprecedented variable throughout the ages..."
On Gu Aotian's pallid skeleton, his Soul Fire swayed wildly, revealing the extreme turmoil in his heart.
What a terrible price they had paid!
After three years of bitter battle, they had brought out every trump card. The elites under their command had been nearly wiped out, and even they themselves had suffered serious injuries.
They had been on the verge of grinding Lu Chen and those other two tough bones to death and completely flattening Unbounded...
Yet at this final juncture, their opponent... had achieved Sainthood?
And it was the most absurd Crimson Dust Sacred Dao of all!
Who could they even argue with about this?!
Whoosh!
At the core of Unbounded, the vast fluctuations that had permeated the area and brewed a breakthrough for three years completely subsided at this moment, then sublimated to the utmost!
A figure took one step out of the dense Hong Chen Qi, so rich that it seemed impossible to disperse.
He still had that ordinary appearance, the sort that could be thrown into a crowd and never picked out.
But what now surrounded him was no longer ethereal Hong Chen Qi.
Instead, it was the Crimson Dust Sacred Rule, condensed like reality itself and containing the trajectories of countless living beings' fates!
Whenever his eyes opened and closed,