That's a hand.
Without any warning, he just poked his head out of the small door frame of "Primordial Ruined Temple".
Clean, slender, and well-defined.
The nails are rounded and neatly trimmed, the skin is as white as jade, and you can even see the light blue blood vessels under the skin.
It doesn't have the smell of A Trace, nor is it stained with any dust. It doesn't look like a hand that belongs to a monk, but more like it belongs to a rich man who has never done menial work, or an elegant scholar who writes pictures all day long.
This hand is incompatible with the world-destroying battlefield at this moment.
However, the appearance of this hand caused everything in the world to fall into a strange stillness.
The ferocious and crazy smile on Ji Qingxuan's face froze.
The angry sword light he slashed out, which was enough to tear apart the galaxy, came to a standstill thousands of feet above the ground.
The Demon God phantom, which was condensed with the fighting spirit of thousands of Immortal King, was enough to split Universe. The Heaven-Opening Giant Axe held high also froze in mid-air.
Time seemed to be paused.
No, it's not time pause.
It is a higher-dimensional... suppression!
An absolute suppression derived from the essence of life and the root of existence!
On top of the Nine Dragon Coffin, all the Imperial Guards maintained their stance of taking action, their bodies stiff as sculptures. The will to kill was still burning in their eyes, but deep in their souls, they were gripped by an incomprehensible and irresistible fear!
They couldn't open their mouths or move a finger.
I can only watch helplessly.
Look at that incredibly delicate hand, pointing towards the sky, gently, upwards.
Bounced.
The movements are very light and casual.
It's like brushing a speck of dust off your sleeve.
Boom.
A soft sound.
It is not a sound, but a rhythm originating from the Great Dao level, which directly sounds in the Divine Soul of every living being.
The next moment.
In Ji Qingxuan's wide-open, bloodshot pupils.
That terrifying sword light that could cut off the galaxy, starting from the front, inch by inch, silently, turned into the most crystal-clear light spot, melting quickly like ice and snow illuminated by the sun.
Immediately afterwards.
It's the Battle Formation Demon God that stands tall and tall on the earth.
The Heaven-Opening Giant Axe in its hand, the sharp blade capable of annihilating all things, also shattered and dissipated like a dreamy bubble.
The crack spread from Giant Axe to Demon God's arm, and then to its whole body.
Click... click...
The dense and clear crackling sound finally broke the dead silence.
That terrifying Demon God, which was condensed by thousands of Immortal King iron Blood Fiend energy and war will, suddenly disintegrated like a broken porcelain under the horrified gaze of all Emperor Clan soldiers!
It turned into the most primitive torrent of evil energy flying all over the sky, and rolled back!
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Thousands of Imperial Clan Imperial Guards, all as if struck by lightning, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of Origin blood!
Battle Formation was broken, and the will backfired!
Each of their faces was filled with unbelievable horror and confusion!
Lost?
They were so proud that Emperor-Fall Battle Formation, which had killed gods and demons, was just... shattered by a finger?
"No... impossible..."
Ji Qingxuan muttered to himself absently, unable to accept the facts before him.
After finishing all this, the hand slowly returned to the door without even the slightest pause.
It seems like I just did a trivial thing.
From appearance to disappearance, the entire process takes no more than three breaths.
But the shock it brings is like an eternal mark, deeply engraved on the Divine Soul of every Emperor Clan strong person!
"Kill! Kill for me!!"
After a short period of dead silence, Ji Qingxuan roared even more crazily!
Extreme fear turned into extreme rage!
He doesn't care what that hand is, or what monster is in that Ruined Temple!
He only knows that he, the young master of the ancient Emperor Clan, is here today and has lost all face!
"The whole army charges! Flatten that Ruined Temple!!"
"Roar!!"
The nine Quasi-Immortal Emperor dragon corpses let out a thundering roar, pulling Bronze Coffin, turning into a black stream of light, and smashed towards Primordial Ruined Temple!
The remaining Imperial Guards army was also red-eyed, driving the escape light, and followed closely behind!
They will use the most brutal and direct method to completely erase this shame!
However.
At this moment.
There is finally new news within "Primordial Ruined Temple".
It is no longer that mysterious hand.
Instead, there was a uniform, sonorous and powerful sound of... footsteps.
Squeak--
Daoist Temple's door was completely pushed open from the inside out.
A young man with a majestic face wearing Dark Phoenix black Dragon Robe and Flat Sky Crown on his head, holding a simple long sword engraved with Mountains and Rivers Sheji, stepped out of the threshold in one step.
Behind him were groups of Humanity soldiers wearing standard armor, holding spears, and their breath was as calm as a mountain.
On their armor, there is no gorgeous Runes, only two simple seal characters - "City Management".
It is Yin Jiao, and his Great Shang City Management Corps!
Further away, in the void behind Daoist Temple, space rippled.
Thousands of people riding Unicorn Heavenly Steeds and holding Dragonblood Long Spears and Humanity iron cavalry appeared silently.
They didn't make any sound, but the masculine evil energy condensed by billions of Humanity Qi and Blood was like a bright sun, instantly dispelling the coldness and deathly silence of this Abandoned Heaven Wasteland!
Yin Jiao's eyes were calm and indifferent.
He didn't look at the crazy-looking Ji Qingxuan.
He just raised his head and looked at the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin that was crashing like a black mountain, and the black army of the Emperor Clan behind him.
He slowly raised the Human Emperor Sword in his hand.
"Humanity, cannot be insulted."
His voice was very plain.
But with an unquestionable majesty and determination.
"Human Emperor Heaven-Sealing Art!"
Buzz--!!!
Yin Jiao's body is filled with boundless energy, carrying Humanity's Dao Inheritance and Torchbearer Will's Imperial Dragon Qi, soaring into the sky!
The thousands of troops behind him raised their weapons at the same time, and merged their own Qi and Blood into the Imperial Dragon Qi without reservation!
In an instant, the situation changed!
Golden light, in front of Yin Jiao, gathers, extends, and rises crazily!
The earth and rocks are rolling, Law intertwined!
A golden Great Wall rises from the ground!
It is based on Humanity's Dao Fortune, with Torchbearer Will as its bricks, and with the unyielding backbone of Humanity as its bones!
On the city wall, the shadows of billions of Humanity's Ancient Sages are roaring, and countless ancient sacrificial sounds and war songs are echoing!
This golden Great Wall stretches between heaven and earth, as if it divides the entire world into two!
On one side, there are Emperor Clan's Iron Blood and Slaughter.
On the other side is the protection and unyieldingness of Humanity!
Boom--!!!!!!
The next second.
That Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, which was enough to smash a big world, hit the newly formed golden Great Wall hard!
There was no shocking explosion as imagined.
There is only a tooth-grinding, metal-friction-like ultimate noise!
The moment Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin's indestructible coffin came into contact with the Golden Great Wall, the endless death energy and Law of Destruction contained on it were like meeting a nemesis, being Purification and melted crazily by the brilliant Humanity's Dao fire!
The nine dragon corpses roared in pain. Their indestructible dragon bodies smashed Dao Fire stars on the city wall, but they could not make an inch forward!
Imperial Clan Imperial Guards, who followed closely behind, seemed to have hit an insurmountable wall. They were all shaken so hard that they fell over on their backs and spurted blood from their mouths!
The golden Great Wall stands still!
It stood there so quietly, blocking all Emperor Clan's soldiers from the outside!
Above Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, Ji Qingxuan's pupils suddenly shrank!
He looked at the magnificent golden Great Wall and felt the righteousness above it that made him feel extremely disgusted and palpitating. The madness on his face was, for the first time, replaced by an emotion called "shock".
What is this... again!?