A glint flashed through Jiang Shu's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he gathered the boundless power of the Great Dao in his palm, clenched his right hand into a fist, and hurled a fierce beam of fist-light at the river of darkness that reached from heaven to earth!
Boom!
Beneath the annihilating fist-light, the world's Yuan Power erupted into chaos. A fierce gale swept down, and with a single strike, the river of black Baleful Intent was blasted apart, shattering into a sky full of drifting black mist that slowly faded and vanished!
Seeing Jiang Shu break Black Soul Dao Lord's attack so effortlessly, the Demonic Sect and Demon Race crowd stared wide-eyed in shock, including the two Myriad Phenomena Realm Dao Lords. It was as if they could hardly believe what they were seeing.
Black Soul Dao Lord himself was especially stricken. His weathered face twitched violently, and an expression as if he had seen a ghost appeared on it.
"How can this be?! I spent years refining a hundred thousand vengeful spirits to create that torrent, which contained the power of the Dao of Darkness. How could he shatter it with a single punch?!"
"Just what cultivation level has Jiang Taixuan reached?!"
For a moment, an overwhelming sense of foreboding surged through his mind.
Meanwhile, in the valley beneath the great tomb, Lu Chong and the others watched as the crisis that had seemed certain to kill them was dispelled. Their taut nerves finally relaxed. When they came back to their senses, their backs felt cold—their clothes were already soaked through with sweat.
"Tai Xuan Dao Lord."
Lu Chong looked up at the sky, a relieved expression crossing his face. He was about to summon what little Yuan Power remained in his body and fly up to lend