The Third Elder, a powerful figure renowned and highly respected among the Human Race, showed a sharp, cold glint in his eyes when facing the arrogant and ignorant opponent before him. He had no intention of tolerating the other party.
With a slight movement, as if merging with heaven and earth, he suddenly struck out with his palm.
This palm strike, seemingly simple, actually contained endless mystery and power. Instantly, a terrifying Black Hole hole formed out of thin air where the palm wind reached.
That Black Hole, deep and dark, seemed to be a mysterious entity from the depths of the universe, carrying a terrifying aura that could devour everything and sweep away all obstacles.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to lose its original color. The once azure sky turned gray and dark, and the light of the sun, moon and stars was obscured by this terrifying power.
The universe seemed to turn upside down at that moment, all rules and order in the world were broken, leaving only the endless pressure emanating from the Black Hole.
This scene sent chills down everyone's spine, sending a shiver down their spines.
Their eyes widened, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
"My god, are all Human Race experts this powerful? I feel like it's Dharma Realm making a move." Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, their voice trembling with a hint of awe.
"Yes, it's incredibly powerful, terrifying. This power is beyond our imagination," another person echoed, their eyes filled with fear.
"Could this Black Hole power be the work of a powerful member of the Devouring Imperial Clan? But hasn't the Devouring Imperial Clan already fallen into decline?" Someone raised a question, but was quickly speechless, stunned by the scene before them.
"That's not right. Even if it's a powerful figure from the Devouring Imperial Clan, they're only at the Half-Step Dharma Realm. Half-Step Dharma Realm shouldn't have such overwhelming power." The crowd began to discuss among themselves, their doubts growing deeper.
Myriad Races were instantly shocked; they had never seen such a powerful and decisive Human Race expert.
This action by the Human Race made them realize that the Human Race were not as weak and easily bullied as they had imagined.
Similarly, without saying a word, the Third Elder attacked directly. His terrifying power spread outwards like a surging tide, leaving everyone stunned.
"No..." The Half-Step Dharma Realm expert from the Sword Universe cried out in despair. He exerted all his strength and finally transformed into a giant purple sword, trying to block the Third Elder's palm strike.
However, faced with the Third Elder's terrifying power, the purple giant sword appeared so fragile that it was instantly shattered.
"Heavens, how can they be so strong? Is this still the Devouring Imperial Clan?" someone exclaimed in disbelief.
"If they had been this strong back then, how could they have been wiped out?" Another person sighed, recalling the tragic fate of the Devouring Imperial Clan.
"Yes, that palm strike was truly terrifying. Even a true Dharma Realm might not be that strong." The crowd discussed amongst themselves, filled with immense awe for the Third Elder's power.
This scene shook the Core Universe.
Bone Universe was also bewildered.
The patriarch of the Bone Race looked at the scene before him with a solemn expression.
"Damn it, the Third Elder of the Devouring Imperial Clan, Half-Step Dharma Realm, can actually kill someone of the same realm instantly. Moreover, the power he displayed just now, even if I were to face him, I'm afraid I would have a hard time withstanding it." The voice of the Bone Race Ancestor carried a hint of fear and helplessness.
As the voice faded, silence fell over the ancestral land.
The strength and courage of the Human Race Human Race made them truly feel the sharpness of the Human Race in the past.
"Fifth brother, go help Sword Universe, don't let them wipe us out?" Finally, a calm and firm voice came from the deepest part of the Bone Race's ancestral land.
Upon hearing this, a beam of light flashed and arrived in the Sword Universe in the blink of an eye.
" Human Race, know when to stop, or else..." The Bone Race expert transformed into a wisp of gray mist, attempting to threaten the Third Elder.
However, before he could finish speaking, the Third Elder's giant palm descended, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and struck the gray mist.