Heavenly Prison City

Before his words had faded, the divine threads of destiny wrapped around him suddenly stalled.

They had not been broken, but forcefully disrupted by a supreme aura surging from the very source of Chaos.

At the same time.

In the Chaos Depths, at the core of billions of miles of darkness, an ancient city, black as ink and heavy enough to crush eternity, floated silently.

Death Qi within the city was like a sea, baleful aura condensed into frost, and billions of eerie yin soldiers stood in ranks, their presence so terrifying that even the Great Dao trembled.

At the summit of the Great Hall, a mighty man clad in black battle armor and radiating the savage might of Annihilation sat with his eyes closed.

The tip of the black spear in his hand, stained with the blood of gods and demons, trembled slightly.

The next moment—

The man abruptly opened his eyes.

His eyes were like two collapsing universes, filled with endless desolation and slaughter.

He did not move, nor did he rise. He merely cast an indifferent gaze through boundless Chaos, straight toward where Xuan Qing and Gui Ying were.

With that glance.

It was as though the Karma, destiny, and time and space of all Chaos were forcibly stirred at that instant.

"Slaughter?"

Feeling that gaze stretching across Chaos from its depths, Xuan Qing was instantly locked down by an incomparably violent Law of Slaughter that dyed the entire river of karma red!

This was no ordinary killing intent. It was a supreme Great Dao that had cleaved through the heavens, slaughtered countless worlds, and been drenched in the blood of gods and demons—one spear strike silenced all Daos and made all living beings bow their heads.

Anyone else would have long since suffered a shattered mind