The Dao Ancestor's Coercion: Act or Die! Why Won't the Earthly Dao Saint Act? Return Everything to Heaven and Earth
Within Chaos.
The fierce battle continued.
The battle between the six Heavenly Dao Saints and Qingyuan had turned the entire Chaos Sea into a cauldron of boiling oil—churning, exploding, steaming. Countless Great Daos shattered like dragon bones in the collisions, releasing mournful cries that echoed through eternity!
Divine chains of Laws shattered into billions of motes of light, only to be swept into the air by the aftershocks and crushed into Void within moments, leaving not even dust behind.
Chaos shook and collapsed, like a boundless primordial palace toppling over. Spatial fault lines split open like the Heaven Abyss, exhaling a deathly stillness that chilled even Saints to the bone.
The beings of the Primordial Wilderness only needed one distant glance to feel their souls being pulled into that world-destroying sight, as though the entire Chaos would collapse the next moment and bury all the Myriad Worlds.
No figures could be seen on that battlefield any longer.
Only endless light exploded within Chaos, vanished, then exploded again. Every collision was like a Primordial Star burning away the last of its life.
The six Heavenly Dao Saints flickered amid the light like six blazing suns swaying on the verge of collapse in a storm. Their saintly arts tore through Chaos, their treasures illuminated eternity, and every strike they unleashed was enough to erase an entire starfield.
Yet even so, at the very center of that battlefield, one figure remained standing quietly, like an ancient demonic mountain that had never moved, like an eternal monument that could never fall.
Qingyuan...
He stood there, allowing endless killing light, saintly arts, Laws, and Karma to crash against him like raging tides. His body did not move in the slightest, and not even the hem of his robe stirred.
Attacks capable of collapsing Great Thousand