"Be utterly destroyed!"
Lord Jin burned his main battle avatar to nothing, and thirteen streams of Destruction Origin exploded with a roar. This was his strongest killing art; when each Origin self-destructed, its power could stack hundreds or thousands of times over.
It was like a chain reaction, prying loose even greater force again and again!
Most terrifying of all, this was not a targeted, single-point attack, but an annihilating storm that covered the entire battlefield.
Pitch-black destructive power devoured everything.
Moman followed close behind. His main battle avatar burned away completely, and invisible ripples filled the sky, turning into layer upon layer of wave-like strangulation.
Soul War Song rose.
The two incomparably powerful forces stacked together, and their might instantly reached an utterly terrifying level. Every Progenitor caught inside let out a horrified roar.
Almost at the same time, all the other lords erupted.
They burned their main battle avatars without the slightest hesitation!
They knew better than anyone that this was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
After this battle, the Ice Peak Faction, having suffered the bitter taste of crushing defeat, would almost certainly set aside its grudges and lean toward the Born Chaos Source Faction.
Once the two top powers joined hands, trying to hunt Progenitors and harvest Origins so brazenly again would become far, far more difficult.
This was the best chance to lay the most solid foundation for the Cultivator Faction, for the path of breaking through worlds.
"Kill them! Leave no survivors!"
Yuan's cold shout resounded through heaven and earth, and the Chaos Source Great Array operated at full force.
Qin Ming's eyes were cold and clear. The power of Netherworld Dominion rose to its limit, and the Soul Domain suddenly expanded, its vast soul pressure crushing the entire field.
His gaze swept straight past the