Amidst the Myriad Races, various discussions rose and fell like a surging tide, with guesses, exclamations, and disdain intertwined, forming a cacophony of voices.
However, the Third Elder stood there like a towering, solitary peak, ignoring the discussions of the Myriad Races. He simply stood there quietly, as if he were the only person left in the entire world.
An endless Power of Devouring surged wildly throughout his body like a raging black vortex.
That power seemed like a mysterious summons from the deepest part of the universe, carrying a terrifying aura of Heavenly Destruction.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, space seemed to distort, and the Chaos scene of the beginning of heaven and earth faintly appeared before everyone's eyes.
At this moment, the Third Elder was terrifyingly powerful, like an Invincible war god who had stepped out of ancient mythology.
His eyes gleamed with a cold yet resolute light, as if they could see through all illusions and reach the very essence of things.
" Bone Universe, the Emperor said he would destroy you, and that means he will completely annihilate your Bone Universe. Today, I will first kill one of your Dharma Realm cultivators." The Third Elder's voice was as cold as frost, carrying an undeniable determination that echoed throughout the universe.
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, a cold sensation shooting from their feet to their heads.
They simply couldn't believe that Human Race could be so reckless and suicidal.
Half-Step Dharma Realm attempting to kill Dharma Realm was, in everyone's eyes, utterly absurd and impossible.
Everyone knows that the Dharma Realm is the strongest existence in the universe.
They possess terrifying power to control spacetime, creation, and Destruction; a single word can decide the life or death of a universe.
In their eyes, the Dharma Realm is a symbol of Invincible, an inviolable deity.
"You're asking for death." Just then, the white-haired middle-aged man flew into a rage.
He was a powerful member of the Bone Race, with snow-white hair and an aura of coldness and nobility.
He had always been the pride of the Bone Race, a powerful figure indeed. Now, to be looked down upon by a mere Half-Step Dharma Realm Human Race was an unforgivable and utter disgrace.
"My God, the Bone Race's Dharma Realm is enraged! Human Race is doomed!"
" Human Race deserve to be wiped out. A mere Half-Step Dharma Realm dares to provoke a true Dharma Realm; they're simply courting death."
"Haha, I'm dying of laughter."
" Human Race are fucking arrogant."
"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill people!" The roars of the onlookers from all Myriad Races rose and fell, like a grand carnival.
However, the Third Elder smiled slightly, a smile that carried a hint of disdain and mockery.
"Hmph, so the Dharma Realm is very strong?" the Third Elder said disdainfully.
You must know that he was resurrected by Ye Changge, and his foundation and power are countless times stronger than before.
For him, battles across realms were commonplace.
Therefore, he was not intimidated at all when facing his opponent; he only had a fearless fighting spirit in his heart.
"Humans, die." Just then, an extremely cold voice rang out, like a summons from Hell, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
The white-haired middle-aged man waved his hands, and a surge of gray energy swept in like a raging torrent, mixed with countless white bones, carrying a sharp and terrifying aura as it crashed towards the Third Elder.
"Old man, this palm strike will kill you."
As the sound faded, a terrifying Power of Devouring manifested itself in an endless Black Hole.
It began to devour the bones.
"Human, are you kidding me?"
"No, no..."