Zhang Hao's Silence

The River of Time that the Time Demon God had transformed into suddenly heaved violently.

The process of devouring Yangmei abruptly stalled.

Immediately after, from within the long river came a furious curse, mixed with frustration, rage, and resolve:

"Fuck you, Time! You want to devour my Dao Fruit? Dream your mother's spring-and-autumn dream! I'll blow your ass up!"

Boom!!!

A silver-white radiance pure to the extreme, carrying a resolute will that severed all order and cut apart every connection, tore the River of Time open from within!

"Urgh aaah!!!"

The Time Demon God let out a shrill scream that pierced through past and future.

His demon-god body, condensed from pure time, was actually blown apart by the spatial annihilation erupting from within, blasted to pieces by sheer force!

The illusory River of Time snapped inch by inch, countless fragments of time like shattered mirror surfaces, reflecting countless possible futures that were extinguished in the very next instant.

Yangmei, this ancient Space Demon God, had actually chosen the most tragic method at the final juncture.

He self-detonated the source of his Dao Fruit, severely wounding Time!

The silver-white spatial source and the gray, hazy temporal source tangled madly, annihilating each other.

They formed a region of absolutely disordered space-time turbulence, completely turning that area into a forbidden zone of the Great Dao.

The Time Demon God's figure struggled to reform within the turbulence, but his aura had withered to the extreme.

His originally solid body had become nearly transparent, and the River of Time flowing in his eyes had also developed many breaks and reversals.

He looked at the space-time turbulence that was still raging, his eyes filled with venomous resentment and lingering fear, and even more with towering fury.

Yangmei's self-detonation had not only severely wounded him, but had