Lord of Death

Looking at the illusory figure that appeared before him, Taiyi felt an immense pressure.

In an instant, Taiyi knew.

The person before me is definitely not a simple, Primordial Sage.

It's possible that he has already surpassed the Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal!

However, Taiyi didn't seem to be a true Limitless Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal.

There's a sense that it's not quite right or wrong.

Even so, it is already terrifying.

In terms of cultivation and magical power alone, Taiyi is definitely no match for his opponent now.

Boom!

The moment the illusory figure emerges from the imprint of the great world.

The Epoch Stone Bridge, far beyond the River of Fate, immediately began to tremble uncontrollably.

Even the Chaos Clock couldn't suppress it; it was directly blown away.

In an instant, the illusory figure reached out and beckoned, and Epoch Stone Bridge was freed from Taiyi's control and returned to his hands.

Upon seeing this, Taiyi's expression changed slightly, showing both surprise and relief.

Indeed!

With my current strength, it's still a bit of wishful thinking to think I can control a Chaos Supreme Treasure.

"However, ants are still just ants."

"Without becoming a saint, one is merely cannon fodder."

"It is your honor to fall into my hands."

Without any warning or disturbance, an aura of death instantly enveloped Taiyi.

In an instant, Taiyi felt that his physical body, magical power, and spirit were all in a state of withering and death.

It felt as if I had reached the end of my life and was about to die.

This time, Taiyi truly shocked.

It's actually the aura of the Great Dao of Death!

It's not the Great Dao of Death Law, it's the Great Dao of Death!

No wonder I felt before that the other party was neither an ordinary Primordial Sage nor a proper Limitless Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal.

It turns out that he had mastered a Great Dao of Death, but had not yet fully attained enlightenment.

"But do you think you can take me by the nose like this?"

"They're like ants looking up at the sky, completely ignorant of their own limitations!"

Taiyi laughed loudly, unleashing a punch with the thirty-three Great Dao Divine Abilities on his body, combined with the Creation God Fist which was multiplied by 330,000 times the magical power.

In an instant, the Law of Destruction, Law of Death, Law of Space, Laws of Time, the Law of Five Elements, Reincarnation Laws, Creation Law, and Law of Slaughter...

Thirty-three kinds of divine powers, in a continuous cycle, and overlapping with each other, shattered the River of Fate, destroyed the Great World Imprint beneath the illusory figure's feet, and blasted the opponent away.

The illusory figure's expression changed, and without thinking, it threw out the Epoch Stone Bridge in its hand, turning it into a bridge spanning the River of Fate.

With a single step, a figure appeared on the long bridge, dodging this terrifying divine power.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? It actually has such strength!"

"You, a mere Quasi-Sage, are actually able to unleash the power to Destruction Primordial Sage! This is simply unprecedented!"

The newcomer looked at Taiyi with suspicion and disbelief, then gasped in surprise.

Taiyi deaf ear to this.

They simply relentlessly attacked the illusory figure.

It seems the opponent can only unleash one of those Great Dao of Death attacks, as they did before.

Therefore, after being relentlessly pursued by Taiyi, he could only flee in a sorry state.

Taiyi knew, of course, that this illusory figure was merely an Origin Imprint left behind by the Epoch Stone Bridge ruler.

If Taiyi hadn't been able to summon the River of Fate and find clues from the void of destiny, he might not have been able to see through the opponent's hidden trick in the Epoch Stone Bridge.

Even if someone sees through it, most people can do nothing about it.

Even if Hongjun came, it wouldn't make a difference.

This is, after all, the Origin Imprint left by a Limitless Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal who was infinitely close to the essence of death.

As a junior practitioner, Hongjun was already doing well enough to preserve himself, let alone erase the Origin Imprint left by his opponent.

"Taiyi, I am the Sovereign of Death of the Eighth Chaos Epoch Era. Do you truly intend to oppose me?"

"Aren't you afraid that when we invade this Primordial World from the Ring-Shaped Universe, you'll be reduced to ashes?"

Exhausted from dealing with the situation, the illusory figure managed to exchange a blow with Taiyi, shouting in shock and anger.

"Make me vanish into nothingness?"

"Then let me reduce you to ashes first!"

Taiyi, who was getting fiercer with each fight, sneered without taking it seriously.

The opponent is playing away from home, and their mana is dwindling as the fight goes on.

Unlike myself, who relies on the Primordial Wilderness as a backing and possesses inexhaustible magical power.

Moreover, he himself was no Primordial Sage.

"The power of destiny is supreme!"

"If fate does not allow for survival, then survival is absolutely not allowed."

If fate says you are guilty, then you are guilty.

If fate says you deserve to die, then you deserve to die a thousand deaths.

"I wield the Grand Destiny Art, judging all that exists within the Judgment Era."

"I hereby declare you guilty, Sovereign of Death!"

"Epoch God Fist!"

The power of the Grand Destiny Art was chanted out from Taiyi.

At the same time, the power of the Epoch God Fist, combined with the power of the River of Fate, was unleashed.

A tremendous roar, as if the Pangu Creates the World, swept in with unparalleled speed and a tremor a billion times greater.

Before Sovereign of Death could react, the figure Origin Imprint with the power of the Epoch Stone Bridge was shattered by this all-encompassing power of the End.

"What a powerful punch."

As the origin dissipated, the Sovereign of Death left behind a deep sigh that lingered throughout the Chaos Void.

Taiyi also felt quite uncomfortable after that punch.

He felt as if all his magical power had been drained.

"Now, it will take at least 100,000 hours to recover my magic power!"

Looking inward at himself, feeling the emptiness of his divine sea of magical power within his body, Taiyi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although he could manipulate the power of time, accelerating and decelerating it to shorten the ratio of cultivation time to the normal flow of time in the outside world, he still couldn't avoid a period of arduous training.

Yes, it was all worth it.

The contingency plan left behind by the Eighth Chaos Epoch Era's ruler in the Epoch Stone Bridge has been completely eliminated by himself.

Now you can confidently add this Epoch Stone Bridge to your collection.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, the figure of Heavenly Dao Hongjun moved slightly.

However, in the end, Taiyi move.

Who knows if Taiyi can deliver a second punch after unleashing the Epoch God Fist?

If you try to steal a chicken but end up losing the rice instead, and even get yourself involved, then you'll have nowhere to cry when you do.

You must know that we live in an era where Sages have emerged.

If I perish, Heavenly Dao can simply find another Heavenly Dao Sage puppet to replace me.

I am no longer the only solution to the Heavenly Dao.

"That's enough!"

"Since the Epoch Stone Bridge is not meant for me, then let Taiyi take it!"

"In the end, I'm the one who benefits!"