And Bai Yaoyao, standing before Lu Chen as if facing a formidable enemy.
When his gaze swept over Lu Chen, it held undisguised greed, wariness, and a trace of an as expected meaning.
When it swept over Bai Yaoyao, it carried surprise, scrutiny, and aloof indifference from on high.
As though he were looking at an ant... one that was slightly stronger than usual.
After a brief silence.
Shen Yi spoke first.
His voice sounded like metal scraping against metal, cold and merciless. Every word seemed to carry the power of a "law," shaking the void until it hummed.
"Proving the Dao through strength, fusing the Three Thousand... Chaos Great Dao Saint."
He spoke slowly.
His tone was calm, yet it carried the unmistakable air of a verdict.
"A variable the ancient world has never seen."
"You, Lu Chen."
"Must die."
As his voice fell.
The faint sound of a judgment hammer echoed through the void.
It was as if some supreme tribunal had just delivered its sentence.
"Heh heh heh..."
Mo Yuan let out a string of ear-piercing, grotesque laughter.
His gaze remained fixed on the Chaos Saint Power flowing around Lu Chen.
His greed was so intense it nearly dripped blood.
"What pure Chaos Origin... what powerful aura of sainthood..."
He extended his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.
"This venerable one has been stuck in the late Primordial Realm for thirty-seven eras..."
"I've devoured three hundred and sixty-five Saints, thirty-six Chaos powerhouses, and nine hundred and eighty-one Heavenly Chosen with special physiques... yet I still can't touch the threshold of the 'Dao Master.'"
"But you..."
The greed in his eyes completely transformed into madness.
"If I devour you, this venerable one might... No! I definitely will! I'll definitely glimpse a trace of the 'Dao Master' threshold!"
"The