An incomparably vast aura quietly spread through the boundless universe. Wisps of fluctuations flowed outward, instantly destroying the surrounding meteorites and reducing them to dust.
A supreme imprint rose in every region of the heavens, shaking loose Dao light and containing Dao laws within. Beams intertwined, linking the Nine Heavens. Starlight surged, and lightning rolled like a sea, as though the world had returned to the Chaotic Ancient Era. A blood-colored bolt of lightning crossed the sky, interweaving with the lightning tribulation and exuding an aura that made hearts tremble with fear.
Even Sages and Worthies facing this bolt would be gravely wounded at once, then destroyed here.
Even among the millions of bolts in the lightning sea, this one was the most extraordinary, sending a chill rising from the depths of many people's hearts.
Qin Tian was no exception. Deep within his heart, within his very bones and blood, he felt traces of panic and fear.
The countless bloodline imprints he sensed were the same. At that ringing of a blade, even though their owners had already passed away, the bloodline imprints still trembled in terror.
Since Qin Tian could seize heavenly fate, heavenly will could naturally sever it again.
There was no knowing where that ringing came from. They had clearly never heard it before, encountering it for the first time, yet whoever heard the Heaven-Slaying Fate Blade trembled in mind and soul, whether saint or mortal.
This fear came from the source of their bloodlines, from that incomparably chaotic age, when this blade had severed the heavenly fate of their ancestors and all living beings, cut away their long lifespans, and closed off the Immortal Dao.
From then on, fear had remained buried deep in their bloodlines, inherited to this day. It was an irresistible instinct of