"So you're just going to ignore me?!"
"Ah, isn't it good to be alive? Why insist on seeking your own death..." Ji Hao sighed and gave a slight flick of his raised hand. Chaos Qi surged like an ocean, robbing the sun and moon of their light and draining the color from heaven and earth. With that casual strike, all things dissolved into nothingness. An enormous spatial fissure stretched into the starry sky, and countless beings who had attacked were reduced to dust.
Rumble!
Heaven shook and ghosts wept; the sun and moon were overturned, and heaven and earth lost their color!
That dazzling, glorious strike cowed everyone. The entire world fell silent for a moment, and the Saints were forced to stop, watching helplessly as the Source of the Dao eagerly threw itself into Ji Hao's embrace. Immediately afterward, Ji Hao tore through space and left this realm.
Those who remained exchanged bewildered looks, cold sweat streaming down their backs. Two Saint Kings had died before their eyes without the slightest power to resist.
"Gulp... Is he really a Trial Taker?!" a Half-Saint asked, swallowing.
"Are we sure he isn't some big shot playing on an alternate account to toy with us?!"
"That kind of combat power doesn't seem like something a Saint could possess."
"I once read about something similar in an ancient text passed down from the Mythological Era. Legend has it that a Heavenly Venerable severed the Dao Fruit of one lifetime. When he reappeared, he was only an infant, yet he drew in essence qi from every direction and attained the Dao upon his birth, calling himself Emperor Zun!" said a knowledgeable bystander.
"You mean...?"
"Either he was once a Supreme Expert and is now cultivating anew after nirvana, or he just used some Forbidden