"P-Patriarch."
The man stammered.
Without the slightest hesitation, the mysterious figure threw him out. The next moment, thunder exploded in the void, and the man was instantly blasted into drifting ash, leaving behind not even the faintest trace.
Seeing this, the mysterious figure stroked his chin in thought.
"People like us from the previous era cannot even walk through this time at the Mahayana stage. It seems Heavenly Dao's protective mechanism has been triggered, intending to give the living beings of this era ample time to grow."
The mysterious figure stroked his chin as he pondered. He was a peerless great power, and his understanding of Heavenly Dao ran exceedingly deep. Naturally, he instantly grasped Heavenly Dao's intentions.
"Looks like it has to be unsealed step by step. In other words, those who do not belong to this era can at most possess Dao Integration cultivation while walking the world? This will be troublesome."
After saying that, the mysterious figure turned and vanished.
There was not the slightest ripple in space, as though he had never appeared at all.
The Mahayana half-immortal who had just died seemed to have had no effect on him whatsoever. He was merely a Mahayana ant; dead was dead.
The ancestors of the various great factions that had descended likewise learned the exact situation and began making their arrangements. After emerging into the world, they did not wish to see a single living being from this era.
That was right. Their thoughts were strikingly unanimous: slaughter the living beings of this era and wipe them all out. Then, everything born within the great era would belong to them.
They, too, had experienced a great era before. They knew all too well just how terrifying one could be, and no one dared overlook the value contained