With that final thought, Juliusun plunged into boundless murk in an instant.
Only when the tribulation ended and the Investiture of the Gods began would he regain consciousness.
Guang Chengzi fled ahead while Daoist Tiaobao and the others pursued him, killing as they chased. The Chan Sect had few disciples left to begin with, and now its casualties grew even more devastating.
More and more Chan Sect disciples were slain. On the battlefield, the golden light of the Investiture of the Gods List flashed again and again, marking the ever-growing number of Chan Sect disciples sent onto it.
Yuanshi was blocked by Lin Tian and drawn farther and farther away, leaving him unable to influence the battlefield at all.
But his eyes were not blind. Naturally, he could see more and more of his Chan Sect disciples being slaughtered.
Faced with this scene, Yuanshi's eyes turned red.
His boundless murderous intent drew killing intent to him, making Yuanshi, whose form already resembled a black hole, faintly glow with threads of red light.
Black tinged with red was Yuanshi's color at that moment, and a reflection of his mood.
The impulses to destroy and slaughter had consumed his entire mind.
"Lin Tian!"
Unable to endure it any longer, Yuanshi swept his hand back and summoned the Pangu Banner.
Seeing Yuanshi's movement, Lin Tian immediately understood. After watching his disciples slaughtered without end and sent onto the list one after another, Yuanshi had lost every shred of reason and was ready to fight him to the death.
And the moment Yuanshi brought out the Pangu Banner, Lin Tian knew he intended to overturn the table, even if it meant destroying the Primordial World.
Last time, Yuanshi's willingness to do this had prompted Lin Tian to show a slight willingness to back down.