Lord of Death

As Taiyi looked at the phantom figure emerging before him, he instantly felt an immense pressure.

At once, Taiyi understood.

The person before him was definitely no ordinary Primordial Sage.

They might have already surpassed the Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal!

Yet the feeling they gave Taiyi was unlike that of an orthodox Limitless Grand Primordial Luo Golden Immortal.

There was something ambiguous about it.

Even so, they were already terrifying enough.

With Taiyi's current cultivation and magical power alone, he was absolutely no match for the other party.

Rumble!

The instant the phantom figure emerged from the Great World Imprint.

The Epoch Stone Bridge beyond the River of Fate immediately began to shake uncontrollably.

Even the Chaos Bell could not suppress it and was sent flying away.

In an instant, the phantom figure beckoned, and the Epoch Stone Bridge broke free from Taiyi's control once more, returning to the other party's hand.

Seeing this, Taiyi's expression shifted slightly. He was somewhat surprised, yet also somewhat relieved.

Indeed!

With his current strength, trying to control a Chaos Supreme Treasure was still rather wishful thinking.

"However, an ant is still just an ant."

"Without becoming a Sage, you are merely cannon fodder."

"Being able to perish at my hands is your honor."

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

In that instant, Taiyi felt his physical body, magical power, and primordial spirit all fall into a state of withering death.

It was as if he had reached the end of his lifespan and was about to welcome death.

This time, Taiyi was truly shocked.

It was actually the aura of the Great Dao of Death!

Not the Great Dao of Death Law, but the Great Dao of Death itself!

No wonder he had felt that the