Boom!
A thunderous crash shook all of Chaos, within and without.
The gates of Zixiao Palace, symbols of the Dao Ancestor's majesty and eternal immortality, were smashed to pieces by the lingering force of that destructive black claw!
Countless fragments, laden with rich innate spiritual energy and the power of laws, shot in every direction. Every single piece was enough to drive a Daluo Golden Immortal mad with desire!
Yet at that moment, no one dared move.
Everyone's attention remained riveted to the ruined palace.
At the very instant Zixiao Palace was struck, Hongjun's figure shuddered violently high above the heavens.
The blood qi within him surged wildly, and an unprecedented sense of weakness washed over him.
Over countless ages, although Zixiao Palace was merely his place of cultivation, it had long since become one with his own laws and order, and even his origin.
Now that Zixiao Palace had suffered damage, he, too, was gravely affected!
Cracks even began to appear silently across his Sage body. Though they vanished in an instant, they still signaled that his foundations had been shaken as never before.
"Pfft..."
Unable to hold it back any longer, Hongjun spat out a mouthful of golden Sage blood imbued with the divine might of the Heavenly Dao, staining the void before him red.
A Heavenly Dao Sage had been wounded!
The sight plunged the already deathly silent Primordial World into a soundless panic.
The minds of Nuwa, Houtu, Tongtian, and the others went blank.
They opened their mouths, only to discover that they could not utter a single syllable.
The Dao Ancestor... had actually been grievously wounded in a single blow by a phantom formed from a Demon God's will?
This went beyond overturning everything they knew.
It had ground their entire understanding of this world