Once, there had been a Molten Fire Demon Venerable who had likewise reached the Chaos Peak. Relying on his Indestructible Demonic Body, he had run rampant through District Gui.
He had barged into the Ice Sealed Ancient Realm, intending to contend with the Ice Soul Ancestor.
In the end, he had been struck by this divine light.
In an instant, his demonic body had frozen, and his soul had been sealed in ice.
The Demonic Fire reputed to be immortal had been permanently solidified within the mystic ice, becoming an ice statue.
To this day, it still stood somewhere in the ancient realm, a tombstone warning those who came after!
Facing this strike, which was powerful enough to freeze an entire era and seal the origin of all things in ice,
Lu Chen's eyes remained utterly unmoved.
They were frighteningly calm.
He had not even used the mysterious Origin Dao Tablet within his body.
He merely watched in silence as that ice-blue beam shot toward his brow, reaching the extreme of speed yet seeming as slow as eternity.
Then.
At the instant the beam was about to touch his skin,
Lu Chen moved.
He slowly raised his right hand.
His index and middle fingers came together.
They formed the simplest of sword gestures.
At his fingertips,
a wisp of gray Sword Qi quietly condensed.
This Sword Qi was utterly unremarkable.
It possessed none of the terrifying might of the Ice Soul Divine Light, which froze everything in its path.
It was gray and hazy, like a wisp of turbid qi from before chaos had opened.
But if one sensed it carefully,
one could "hear" the first cries of the Myriad Laws, "see" the birth and destruction of the universe, and "touch" the Origin Dao Rhyme that towered above all known