The Limit-Breaking Scripture cut off.
It stopped at precisely the right place: enough had been revealed for him to know it was genuine, enough for him to glimpse the possibility of breaking through his limits. But on reflection, it contained no substance at all—not even a direction to pursue. It was a moon in a well, a flower reflected in water.
This was deliberate mockery.
"Ant..."
"You're courting death."
The Seven-Kill Supreme spoke calmly.
A Supreme's wrath could send blood flowing like rivers and leave a million corpses strewn across the earth. A terrifying aura spread outward, making all who felt it tremble against their will.
"Oh?"
"I'm courting death?"
Jiang Ding froze.
He seemed unable to believe his ears.
The smile slowly faded from his face, and his expression turned cold. "You lowborn mongrel."
"You're nothing but an avatar!"
"An avatar bound by layer upon layer of restrictions imposed by a great world's laws. I showed you a little courtesy, and you took that inch to open a dye shop and splash colors everywhere."
"You have no idea what you're dealing with!"
Boom!
The dim yellow radiance of the Age of Dharma's End descended!
Visions of the five declines of celestial beings appeared across heaven and earth. Cultivators' mana and souls waned, stripping away the foundation of their longevity. Young women became old crones, handsome youths sprouted wrinkles, eyes once bright as stars turned cloudy, and bodies trembled on the brink of death.
That dreadful radiance of Dharma's End pierced the Seven Kill Domain of the Seven Kill Supreme Art as well!
Even the lingering, limited authority over a branch of the rules could not exempt it from that terrible penetrating attack. The Seven Kill Domain was nearly torn apart, unable to remain whole.
Amid the visions of Dharma's