Guangchengzi felt as if he had died.
Not the death of the flesh, but the utter extinction of soul and will, through and through.
That gaze fell upon him without warmth, without emotion, without even killing intent.
It was simply pure, absolute nothingness.
The Yuqing Immortal Techniques he had been so proud of, the Dao heart he had painstakingly cultivated for countless aeons, before that gaze, were like snowflakes under the sun, melted away in an instant until nothing remained.
He wanted to kneel, but his body could not move.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but no sound came from his throat.
His mind was a blank expanse, with only two words echoing madly.
It's over.
The Clarify Teachings were completely over.
He thought he had welcomed back the hope of his Master's rebirth, but he had never imagined that with his own hands, he had opened the gates of hell for the Clarify Teachings, and for himself.
Just as Guangchengzi thought he would follow in the Dragon Emperor's footsteps the very next moment and turn to flying ash, that icy voice once again rang through Yuxu Palace.
"What? You fear this seat?"
The sentence was light as drifting air, yet it was like an invisible heavy hammer, smashing viciously into the heart of every Clarify Teachings Disciple.
Afraid?
More than afraid!
It was a trembling born from the instincts of life itself, impossible to suppress!
Killing a Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin with one pointed finger!
What kind of concept was that?
Even their former Master, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, when he had held the position of Saint, absolutely could not have done it so casually!
This monster draped in their Master's skin was even more terrifying than the Saints they knew!
Thud!
No one knew who was