From outside the sky, that cold voice fell.
"Primordial World."
"Already caged."
Every word is like a spike, hitting the hearts of all Immortals and Gods except South Heaven Gate.
The tiny crack that was just cut by Xuanyuan Sword has been completely healed at this moment. Not only that, on the gray and defeated chain, the blood-gray Runes is squirming and spreading like a living creature, making it even more ferocious than before.
It's provoking.
It's more like announcing an unshakable ending.
Yin Jiao held Xuanyuan Sword's fingers, and the joints turned white.
Imperial Dragon Qi was poured back into the body along the arm, but it brought back the power of A Trace's defeated alien species Law. That power was cold and chaotic, trying to pollute his Human Emperor Dao Foundation.
"Pfft!"
Yin Jiao's body shook again, and another mouthful of golden Dragon Qi spurted out from his mouth, but it was stained with a layer of lingering darkness in mid-air.
He lost.
He poured out all his Humanity Fortune, held Humanity's Dao Supreme Treasure Xuanyuan Sword, and fought hard to strike a blow that exceeded the limit of Great Luo. What he got in exchange was only a "repair" and a cold "declaration" from the opponent.
He even suffered minor injuries as a result.
South Heaven Gate Outside, there was dead silence.
Wen Zhong The divine eye on his forehead was closed tightly, and when he opened it again, it was full of bloodshot eyes. He could see clearly that the power of that sword was shared by thousands of worlds at the same time, and was repaired by thousands of Heavenly Dao rules at the same time.
Unless you can cut off all the chains at the same time in an instant, or have a power that exceeds the sum of Origin of a Thousand Worlds, any attack is meaningless.
This is not a fight at all.
This is using the world heritage of an entire alliance to consume Primordial World alive.
"Your Majesty..."
Huang Feihu galloped forward, his voice hoarse. He wanted to persuade Human Emperor to retreat temporarily, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.
Retreat?
Where can I retreat to?
The chain seals the entire Primordial World. If you step back an inch, you will give up an inch of Countless Living Beings and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers behind you to the enemy.
Yin Jiao There is no looking back.
He just raised his other hand and wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were sharper than before, staring at the gray chain.
"Shen Gongbao."
His voice was not loud, but extremely calm.
"Anchor point."
Shen Gongbao's figure was solid not far away, his face as solemn as ever.
"I'm making the deduction, but... it's difficult."
"The auras of each chain are covering up each other, and Karma is also thrown into a mess. If you force the deduction, it will only be counterattacked by Qianjie Law first."
Right now.
Buzz--
Not just one other than South Heaven Gate.
Thousands of "Ten Thousand Laws Return to Silence" chains hanging outside Primordial World Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane also lit up the blood-grey Runes.
They begin to tighten in sync.
Click!
Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane let out an overwhelmed whine.
Four Seas and Eight Desolations, the spiritual energy flow rate dropped instantly Thirty Percent.
At the top of Kunlun Mountain, the snow that had not melted for thousands of years began to turn gray. The mountain-protecting formation of the palace complex in the west Queen Mother was flashing sharply.
On the shore of the East Sea, the sea water no longer rose, as if it was being held down by an invisible hand. Countless marine creatures fled toward the deep sea in a hurry.
Northern Darkness, Kunpeng Palace The ten thousand miles of black ice around it cracked into spider web-like gaps.
The Shang Dynasty song, Nine Cauldrons's vibration became more and more violent, and the Dragon Qi that suppressed National Fortune was rapidly consumed.
Countless monks in retreat were forcibly interrupted from their practice. They felt that the world was in a state of drowsiness. Primordial Spirit seemed to be soaked in solidified gel. Even breathing became extremely difficult.
"They're... absorbing Origin from Primordial World!"
South Heaven Gate Outside, an old immortal screamed, his eyes full of fear.
Everyone can see it clearly.
While those chains of defeat are tightening, they are frantically extracting the outermost World Origin power of Primordial World through the contact points with Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane.
They are using the power of Primordial World to strengthen the blockade of Primordial World!
This is to strangle Primordial World alive and suck him dry!
"Hold Heavenly Gate!"
Yin Jiao shouted loudly, Xuanyuan Sword spread across the chest again, and Humanity's Dao Fortune poured into it without reservation.
He can no longer take the initiative to attack, which will only accelerate his own consumption.
The only thing he can do now is to defend.
Guard the most important node South Heaven Gate and prevent the pollution of the chain from spreading to the inside of Heavenly Court.
Wen Zhong, Huang Feihu, Four Generals of the Mo Family, and thousands of great Shang Army warriors behind them, simultaneously raised their magic weapons and merged their Magic Power into South Heaven Gate's defensive formation.
Golden light and gray fog collided violently outside Heavenly Gate.
With every impact, the big Shang Army soldiers would bleed from their mouths and noses and fall from the air.
Every time it is worn out, there will be one more crack on the South Heaven Gate plaque.
Everyone is trapped in a war of attrition with no hope in sight.
They don't know who the enemy is or where they are.
They only know that if this continues, within three days, Primordial World's spiritual energy circulation will be completely cut off. By then, Primordial World itself will begin to collapse from within without the enemy attacking.
Despair spreads like a plague in the hearts of everyone Immortals and Gods.
Above Thirty-Three Heavens.
Outside Primordial Chaos Currents.
In the Purple Heaven Palace, the figure of Hongjun is shrouded in mist, motionless, as if unaware of everything in the outside world.
And further away, even more unknown, it has already jumped out of a corner of River of Time and Space.
An ordinary-looking Daoist Temple sits quietly on the top of the mountain.
Outside the view, there are several poles of green bamboo, a vegetable garden, and a gurgling stream.
Inside, a young man wearing Cyan One Daoist Robe was lying on a rocking chair in the courtyard, sleeping soundly.
The afternoon sun filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled spots of light on him.
Everything seemed so quiet and peaceful.
It's as if the catastrophe in the outside world that could overturn the world is more than one dimension away from here.
However, this tranquility was eventually broken.
An extremely subtle, but extremely stubborn "buzzing" sound penetrated Space-Time, penetrated Great Dao, penetrated the invisible barrier of Daoist Temple, and came in.
The source of that sound was Primordial World Heaven and Earth Fetal Membrane's overwhelmed whine, it was Yin Jiao's roar urging Humanity's Dao Fortune to move, and it was the Law friction caused by the simultaneous tightening of thousands of chains.
These terrifying sounds that are enough to make Daluo Golden Immortal Primordial Spirit collapse, after layers of weakening and filtering, when they arrive here, they have become like...
A fly flying around my ear.
On the rocking chair, Gu Changqing frowned almost imperceptibly.
He didn't wake up.
I turned over, trying to get rid of the noise.
But the "buzzing" sound continued, and even became louder because the battle outside South Heaven Gate became more intense.
Finally.
Gu Changqing's eyelids moved.
He slowly opened his eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
There is no Sun and Moon ups and downs, no starry disillusionment.
Those eyes were deep and calm, as if there was nothing in them, and yet they seemed to reflect everything Origin.
He woke up.
The first reaction is not to be wary or suspicious.
But unhappy.
Who is so bold as to disturb Pindao from his nap?
His eyes did not stay in Daoist Temple, nor even looked in the direction of Primordial World.
That gaze seemed to ignore space, time, Karma, and fate, directly penetrating through the layers of the Chaos Boundary Sea, and directed towards an extremely distant and unknown place.
There, Eye of Guixu is not completely closed yet.
A thousand vague and powerful wills are gathering together, nervously staring at the light spot representing Primordial World.
They watched the chains tighten, watched Primordial World's spiritual energy decline, and watched the light gradually dim.
Many Heavenly Dao Will have begun to make greedy and pleasant fluctuations.
The leader is none other than the strongest blue will - Supreme Heaven.
It is about to taste the sweetness of revenge.
Right now.
All Heavenly Dao Will froze.
An indescribable, incomprehensible, and irresistible "gaze" descended.