Heading to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion

He urged the Chaos Bead once more. This time, what the Chaos Bead condensed was no longer a sky full of sword light.

Instead, it formed three sword lights that were incomparably condensed and terrifying.

These three sword lights were like three rays of death from hell.

They radiated a heart-pounding aura of destruction and instantly locked onto the bodies of the three ancestors.

The three ancestors' expressions changed drastically. They sensed the threat of death.

They wanted to dodge, to flee.

But they discovered that they had already been completely locked onto by the sword light and could not move even an inch.

Despair completely enveloped their hearts.

They knew they were truly going to die.

This time, no one could save them.

"No!" Ancestor Ning Tian roared, his voice shrill and filled with unwillingness and fear.

However, everything was already too late.

The three sword lights were like the Reaper's sickles, mercilessly slicing through the void and piercing straight through the bodies of the three ancestors.

There was no spray of blood, nor did any screams ring out.

Under the terrifying power of the Chaos Sword Light, the bodies of the three Heavenly God ancestors were directly annihilated and reduced to nothingness.

Even their souls and bodies were destroyed, vanishing completely from heaven and earth.

From that moment onward, the Calming God Sect, which possessed Heavenly God powerhouses, was destroyed.

A million years of inheritance had been ruined in an instant, reduced to a wasteland that held nothing but endless desolation and sorrow.

Yang Lingtian withdrew the power of the Chaos Bead, and the distorted space around him gradually returned to calm.

Everything seemed as though it had never happened. Only the wreckage covering the ground still spoke of the earth-shaking battle that had just taken place.

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