The phantom of Return to Ruins pressed down like a collapsing sky. Before this power, Lin Yan's newly condensed Golden Immortal Dao Fruit had no power to resist at all and was about to be completely swallowed by Return to Ruins.
Lin Yan could clearly feel the Dao Patterns on the surface of his Dao Fruit crumbling away. This was a sign that his Golden Immortal Immortal Dao Foundation was being forcibly eroded.
Li Zhu, Di Jun, and the others' eyes were split with rage, yet they could not even get close—the aftermath of a Daluo-level divine ability had completely turned that region into a forbidden zone of Law.
Just as the phantom of Return to Ruins was about to completely engulf Lin Yan—
"Still."
A calm, gentle voice that seemed to contain the Principle of Heaven and Earth suddenly rang out across the battlefield.
The voice was not loud, yet it pierced through the sounds of slaughter, explosions, and wails, entering the depths of every living being's soul with perfect clarity. Wherever it passed, the surging Malevolent Qi stalled, the shattered space froze, and even the terrifying phantom of Return to Ruins slowed its descent by tens of millions of times.
At this moment, time seemed to have been stretched infinitely long.
A figure silently appeared in the void.
The newcomer wore a plain Daoist robe and had a lean, refined face. Three strands of long beard hung over his chest, and he held what appeared to be an ordinary bamboo staff. He stood there without releasing any pressure, yet he seemed to have become the center of heaven and earth, the source of all daos.
"Break."
Another voice rang out as the newcomer pointed forward with his bamboo staff.
A speck of clear light blossomed at the tip