Before the words had even faded, a sudden change erupted.
An indescribably terrifying pressure descended without warning from the infinitely lofty Nine Heavens.
Unlike the suffocating Golden Immortal pressure of the Three-Tailed Flame Sha, nor was it Daoist Yue Qing's vast and weighty Kirin auspicious might. This was a power... more ancient, more primordial, more violent, as if it bore the endless ferocity, chaos, and will of destruction that had existed since the dawn of creation.
The sky darkened in an instant.
All light across the heavens was twisted by that invisible will. Within the darkness, billions of scarlet Light Spots seemed to ignite, like enormous cold and savage eyes looking down upon all beings below as though they were ants.
The earth split apart. Hundreds of terrifying cracks, bottomless and a thousand zhang wide, spread wildly in every direction like the gaping, grotesque maws of prehistoric beasts. Thick, tangible black Malevolent Qi spewed from the fissures, engulfing the entire region.
Space shattered inch by inch like fragile glass. The fragments hung in midair, refracting bizarre, inverted, and chaotic scenes. The Heaven and Earth Laws had already failed here.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The instant the pressure descended, Mo Xuan, Li Zhu, Minghe, and the thirty True Immortal elites were struck in the chest as if by invisible sledgehammers. They all spat blood and fell helplessly to their knees.
It was not that their wills lacked resolve. Before this pressure, their Physical Bodies, their mana, their Primordial Spirits, and even the Great Dao they had painstakingly cultivated were trembling and wailing beyond their control.
As for the several million fierce beasts, regardless of strength, all of them lay prostrate on the ground, shivering. They did not even dare make a whimper. This was the fear and humility born deep within their