"A Thought Arises, All Sounds Fall Silent, Heaven and Earth Mourn!"
An indifferent voice rang out.
Vast psychic power battered the surroundings like a raging tide. Dao patterns interwove and flowed, and the entire world seemed to sink into an eerie silence.
All sounds fell silent.
Then the Dao patterns contracted, transforming into a ring of light that spread outward in every direction with Chu Kuangren at its center.
The vast divine power fluctuations shattered!
The Xuanhuang Cauldron cracked under the impact and was sent flying!
Every attack vanished like smoke beneath the spreading light wave. Some deities were also struck, silently exploding into clouds of blood!
A soundless, overwhelming terror enveloped the entire Divine Mountain.
But after the light wave dissipated, nearly half the Main Gods present were dead or injured, and most of those remaining were wounded, their expressions filled with terror.
"How could he be this strong?!"
Xuanhuang Dao Lord's face was deathly pale.
His bonded Dao Weapon had nearly been destroyed in that wave of impact, inflicting a tremendous backlash on him and leaving him with barely any fighting strength.
He found it somewhat unbelievable.
He had thought that his efforts over all these years had brought him very close to the Human King, perhaps even beyond him.
Yet unexpectedly, the gap was still so enormous.
The same went for Star-Slayer.
He had made defeating the Human King his lifelong goal and spent countless years studying his moves, only to learn now that all of it had been wasted effort.
Chu Kuangren gradually reined in his psychic power fluctuations, and the world emerged from its eerie silence. As he surveyed his surroundings, a trace of satisfaction flashed through his eyes. This move's power was quite decent.
A Thought Arises was a mystery Chu Kuangren had developed