Cold Heaven Nail Isn't a Killing Move, It's Torture! Nailing Apep and Draining Power, the Rainforest Instantly Becomes a Sand Sea, the Dragon God's Fury

A chain, time within it stagnated yet flowed rapidly, contradictory yet harmonious. A chain, space within it folded yet extended infinitely, profound and unfathomable. A chain, the rhythm of life and the withering of death flashed alternately within it, cycling endlessly.

"That is..." Lie Yan's pupils contracted in the God Realm. As a former God King, she could clearly recognize what it was, "Authority! The four most fundamental authorities that constitute the world!"

Ji Dong stood beside her, his expression more solemn than ever. "He has materialized the authority of Order, turning it into a physical entity. This isn't an attack, this is... rewriting!"

Tang San's gaze pierced through the light screen, as if trying to see the essence of that giant nail. "What he wants to do is not to destroy Sumeru, but to fundamentally erase the 'concept' of Sumeru's past existence."

These words sent a chill through all the deities.

Destruction still left traces to follow, but erasing a concept meant even the proof of existence would be stripped away.

Within the God Realm Committee, Chang Gongwei and Lei Xiang exchanged glances, seeing deep shock in each other's eyes. They had fought to protect their own worlds and witnessed the power of God Kings, but to directly use the fundamental laws of the world as a weapon so brazenly and unreasonably had surpassed their understanding of "gods."

"A madman, a complete madman," Zhou Weiqing cursed under his breath.

The giant nail did not descend quickly, but with every inch it dropped, the entire Teyvat world seemed to wail. Its target was not a specific being, but the vast, boundless rainforest beneath it, the entire land of Sumeru!

At Shrek Academy, everyone was speechless.

Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness was stirred into a stormy wave. He could feel an irresistible, incomprehensible "will" descending, a cold program that sought to reduce everything to "settings."

"It can't be stopped..." Tang Wulin murmured. The Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him trembled, not from fear, but from an instinctive vigilance towards such pure "rule" power.

Gu Yuena clasped his hand, her silver eyes filled with frost. "This isn't power, this is 'permission.' He is using the permission of a creator to modify his own creation."

Finally, the Cold Heaven Nail touched the land.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no deafening roar, not even a trace of dust was kicked up.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Centered on the point where the Heavenly Nail landed, an invisible wave, like ripples on water, spread silently.

Wherever the ripples passed, a miracle, or rather, a divine miracle, occurred.

The towering ancient trees that had grown for countless years over millions of miles, the exotic flowers and plants scattered throughout the forest, the vines and shrubs that maintained the entire ecosystem... everything instantly lost its "green."

They did not burn, they did not wither, they did not turn to ash.

They simply... turned into sand.

The emerald green leaves, the solid trunks, the flexible vines, the moment they came into contact with the invisible wave, the concept of their "life" was forcibly extracted, their form of existence was instantly rewritten, and they were directly transformed into the most primitive, most lifeless matter—sand.

Circle after circle of green was ruthlessly replaced by withered yellow.

From the sky, the vast green jade was being eroded by yellow rust at a visible speed, spreading rapidly from the center to every corner.

Millions of miles of primeval rainforest were completely transformed into a vast, boundless desert in just a few dozen breaths.

"My heavens..." Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, unable to believe what she was seeing.

Even Niu Tian and Titan, those two iron-tower-like hunks, felt their blood run cold. What kind of power was this? To turn clouds with a flip of the hand and rain with the other, it was nothing more than this.

Dai Hao's throne armrest was crushed into powder by his own grip. "A fine move... a fine divine punishment! He isn't punishing; he's declaring! Declaring that this land, from this day forward, is no longer worthy of life!"

Emperor Xueye slumped onto his chair, his face ashen. He finally understood how laughable mortal wars were on the chessboard of gods.

The light screen's camera slowly panned down, focusing on the very center of the desert.

That Cold Heaven Nail, piercing through heaven and earth, was precisely embedded there. And directly beneath the nail, the colossal body of the Grass Dragon King Apep was firmly pinned to the land.

The giant nail pierced its body, yet skillfully avoided all vital points.

It wasn't meant to kill it.

It was a "seal."

It was suppression.

And it was endless torment.

Clearly visible, on the giant nail, the Four-colored Law Chains writhed like living things, burrowing deep into Apep's body and connecting to the depths of the land. Streams of pure Life Force, along with the violent Abyss Power, were being continuously drawn from Apep's body, poured into the Heavenly Nail, and then transformed through the Heavenly Nail, seemingly to nourish something.

"He's using a Dragon King to purify this polluted land?" Hai Long's voice was dry.

Tian Hen shook his head, a trace of pity on his face. "No, he's using the Dragon King's pain to engrave his 'Order.' To make this land remember forever the consequences of defying him."

"Eternal torment, eternal decay... this is ten thousand times more cruel than killing it directly," Ye Yinzhu closed his eyes, unable to watch any longer.

Zi leaned against his shoulder, her body trembling slightly.

The God of Death, A'Dai, his usually blank face contorted for the first time by another's plight. "He's... toying with life and death."

The Dragon Clan.

"Roar--!"

A roar suppressed to the extreme erupted from the Dragon God's throat. Terrifying dragon might swept through the entire space, even shaking the God Realm Committee.

"Heavenly Principles!!" The Dragon God's eyes were bloodshot, his boundless killing intent almost solidifying.

To use a king of his race as a purification tool, to nail him to his homeland, to drain his power day and night, to endure endless pain and humiliation! This was the most vicious curse upon the entire Dragon Clan!

The Dragon Prince also trembled all over, his teeth grinding.

"How dare he... how dare he treat a Dragon King like this!"

Rong Nianbing felt the despair storm, like a tangible entity, ceaselessly raging within the sealed Dragon King across worlds, and sighed. "Because, he can."

Yes, because he could. Because he was the victor, the New God.

Therefore, he could trample on everything belonging to the losers at will, using the most cruel method to announce the beginning of his reign.

Tang San quietly gazed at the boundless desert, at the giant nail standing like a tombstone.