Wen Zu and Bei Ming Battle the Eastern Emperor, Debating the Foremost in the Primordial Wilderness

Bei Ming would not answer that question.

Had he been hiding it before, refusing to reveal it? No, he truly had not mastered it then!

Now that he had mastered the Laws of Destruction and taken them as his Main Cultivation, there was no need to keep hiding them.

Among the Three Thousand Great Dao Laws, though all could lead to the Dao, each law still had its differences.

At the same realm, some laws were better suited for offense, while others had different wondrous uses.

At the end of the Dao, perhaps all changes returned to the same source;

but before reaching that end, every field had its specialty.

"Tai Yi,"

Bei Ming rotated the Destruction Scepter. Deep purple radiance flowed like liquid fire through the patterns on its shaft.

"If you want to know about me—"

With a point of the scepter's tip, the void collapsed along with it.

"Then speak with your strength. If you can win, perhaps I'll satisfy some of your curiosity."

"Gladly!"

Tai Yi's expression turned solemn, fighting spirit rising in his eyes as the Chaos Bell suddenly trembled.

"Time-Space Echo!"

"Dong—!"

The heavy, ancient bell sound rolled forth. Its soundwaves carried the rhythm of the Laws of Time and Space, shaking the northern heavens.

In an instant, countless living beings across the entire North heard the bell ringing beside their ears, and their minds trembled.

The bell tones echoed in overlapping layers, transforming into all-encompassing time-space fluctuations that tightly enveloped Bei Ming.

Spiritual energy stagnated, light twisted, and even the flow of time was disrupted in an instant.

Bei Ming's expression did not change. He slightly raised his arm and pointed the scepter forward.

"Eternal Tribulation Returns to Silence."

The flames at the top of the Destruction Scepter surged, and a dark-purple divine