Above the Firmament, the Old Woman raised the black Command Token high in her withered arm.
Her hoarse, wild laughter pierced the turbulence in the void and hammered against everyone's eardrums.
The pitch-black power no longer merely poured down. It crashed down with the oppressive weight of rules that stood above this world.
The Four Symbols Barrier cracked explosively under the unbearable strain.
At the outermost edge of the square, dozens of weaker Cultivators burst apart before they could even scream, flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Emperor Jiang Wu's crimson-gold dragon phantom let out a mournful cry, great swaths of its scales peeling away. He grunted, blood seeping between his teeth.
"What kind of evil thing is this?"
Emperor Jiang Wu gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Even Great Jiang's Divine Dynasty fortune is recoiling!"
The trunk of Old Ancestor Cangwu's enormous tree phantom split, and more than half its branches and leaves instantly withered yellow.
His face turned deathly pale as his hands rapidly formed seals. "These aren't the laws of Central Province! This power is on far too high a level!"
A corner of Old Ancestor Xuanming's great seal phantom crumbled away. He staggered half a step back, his chest heaving. "We can't hold it!"
"If we keep this up, that damned thing will crush our Dao Fruits! That old lunatic means to drag us all into the grave with her!"
The Alliance Leader's black tortoise phantom crouched at the very bottom, its shell covered in countless cracks, its purple-gold radiance dimmed to almost nothing.
"Shut up! Hold the formation nodes!"
The Alliance Leader's voice carried a savage edge.
"If we can't stop it today, the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein will be our graveyard! Bring out every trump card you have!"
The four Longevity Realm Old Ancestors,