A vast, majestic aura radiated from the avatar's surroundings.
The moment he appeared, it was as though he stirred the winds and clouds filling the sky, influencing the space-time around him.
Every gesture he made carried an awe-inspiring presence.
After the avatar appeared, he looked at the Yellow Spring Sacred Emperor and the others kneeling on the ground.
He showed no expression, merely replying with one word.
"Yes."
The next moment, the avatar extended a hand.
That hand was as pristine and sacred as white jade.
As the white jade hand swept through the void, it seemed to skim across the River of Time and stir the Great Dao of Fate.
At that moment, hundreds of millions of souls were soothed.
The avatar's eyes looked toward the torrent of souls. At this moment, nothing could stop him.
Nothing within the torrent could escape his gaze.
But at that very instant, an arrow suffused with deathly aura shot through the void from one end.
It flew straight at the avatar.
The Arrow of Death was incredibly fast—so fast that the Yellow Spring Sacred Emperor and the others did not even have time to react.
Their expressions changed drastically.
They had never expected someone to dare launch such a brazen attack against the Sacred Ancestor.
Even if it was only an avatar.
It still represented the Sacred Ancestor's status.
Throughout the Nine Domains, no matter how many people hated the Sacred Ancestor, they only did so in secret.
Very few dared strike directly at the Sacred Ancestor.
"Was it the Devil Master?"
Their thoughts raced like lightning as they immediately guessed.
Had the Devil Master's method of concealing himself among the souls been exposed, prompting him to attack in rage?
When the Arrow of Death descended, the entire void exploded. The dense