"Life Samsara, Death Samsara—what truly peculiar powers."
Qin Shaofeng watched the vast swathes of people vanish beneath the light of samsara, an exceedingly strange feeling continuously welling up in his heart.
It seemed like a bizarre kind of enlightenment.
Yet no matter how he explored it, he could not truly comprehend its mysteries. His doubts about samsara only grew deeper.
Speculations kept rising in his mind.
But Qin Shaofeng's advance never slowed in the slightest.
Each time his figure flickered, he would often appear a million li away. Vortices formed by samsara rapidly gathered and dispersed at an unimaginable speed.
Wherever Qin Shaofeng passed, countless members of the Destruction Clan turned to dust and ashes.
Driven by his cultivation, he drew closer to the forefront of the battlefield at an almost unimaginable pace.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
On the battlefield, inside the human side's conference cabin.
Even with the endless battlefield between them, along with the enormous warships and the peculiar space containing the meeting room, the rumbling of battle outside still continually reached this place.
At the center of the meeting hall, one lifelike image after another displayed the scenes of battle outside.
They showed Old Ancestor Gusu, the Sinner, and the Wuxu Emperor joining forces against the Destruction Empress.
The Destruction Empress had already charged over for the fourth time.
The teleportation formations set up by the Wuxu Emperor and the others had only truly worked on the Destruction Empress the first time, sending her far enough away.
Over this recent stretch of time, they had used similar teleportation-based delaying methods three times in succession.
Although two of them had succeeded.
Every time they teleported the Destruction Empress away, she was able to leave some of the Destruction Clan's energy behind.
Relying on that peculiar energy, the