Fortune severed! Hongjun dumbfounded, Saints trembling.
An exceedingly faint azure sword gleam flew from the edge of the Grass Sword.
The sword gleam produced no earth-shaking phenomena. It did not even stir the air. It simply swept straight ahead, cutting directly into the ethereal river of heavenly secrets.
"Aah!"
The Chaos Ancient Buddha let out a harrowing scream.
The brilliantly golden auspicious clouds of merit and epoch fortune surrounding his enormous Buddhist body were neatly cut in two in that instant.
That was the vast fortune he had accumulated over billions of years in the previous era, the fundamental support that had carried him through the era's Great Destruction. Now, this azure sword gleam had forcibly severed that pillar.
A golden rain of fortune scattered across the sky.
The Buddhist radiance around the Ancient Buddha instantly dimmed. Deep, bottomless gashes split open across his once-indestructible golden body, and golden blood poured down like waterfalls.
"Half-step immortality!"
Clutching his chest, the Ancient Buddha fixed his two enormous eyes on Qin Mu.
"You haven't taken control of the Primordial Wilderness's Heavenly Dao. How did you cross beyond hunyuan limitless?!"
The Ancient Buddha's voice was utterly distorted.
Having lived through so many eras, he knew all too well how difficult it was to attain half-step immortality.
In the normal evolution of an era, the only way to surpass hunyuan limitless was to completely refine that era's Heavenly Dao and become its master. Only by gathering all the laws and creation of an entire era could one barely touch the threshold of immortality.
Yet in the current Primordial World, the Heavenly Dao was clearly in the hands of that old Daoist Hongjun.
Qin Mu had never taken control of the Heavenly Dao. How could he possibly have taken that step?!
This completely shattered everything