Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
That terrifying demonic seal, feared by All Sages of the Primordial Wilderness and capable of devouring the Hunyuan Tribulation, had its flowing gray demonic light instantly congeal the moment the Grass Sword touched it.
Immediately after, fine green cracks began at the sword's tip and rapidly spread across the entire body of the seal.
Bang!
A muffled sound rang out.
The Heaven-Burier Seal, this terrifying demonic treasure from the previous epoch, shattered into powder before everyone's eyes, scattering into nothing.
The Grass Sword's momentum did not stop. It continued forward until, in the end, it lightly touched the Primordial Heavenly Demon's brow.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon's body froze in place.
He lowered his head and looked at the Grass Sword pressed against his brow, his eyes filled with endless bewilderment and unwillingness.
He had lost.
Lost so thoroughly, so cleanly.
From beginning to end, he had not even forced out his opponent's true strength.
"You..."
He wanted to say something, but Qin Mu had already withdrawn the Grass Sword.
As the Grass Sword left, this powerful avatar of the Primordial Heavenly Demon began to dissolve inch by inch from the center of his brow.
It did not turn into Demonic Energy, nor did it collapse into energy.
Instead, it was like pencil writing being erased by an eraser, "wiped" from this world.
His existence, his Karma, every trace of him, all returned to nothingness beneath this one strike.
"My... true body..."
"Will avenge..."
Before his final words could be finished, the Primordial Heavenly Demon's avatar had already vanished completely between heaven and earth, as if he had never appeared at all.
The entire Primordial Wilderness once again sank into a deathly silence.
All the Saints were like ducks seized by the throat, their