Master Ma's voice, falling into the ears of Myriad Races, was devoid of any warmth, like an icicle scooped from a frigid pool in the dead of winter, piercing straight to the heart and making people tremble.
It wasn't a condescending gaze, but rather an almost indifferent pronouncement, as if stating an established fact related to " Destruction "—more hurtful than any angry rebuke, and more capable of igniting the violence and shame in the blood of Myriad Races.
"Human! How dare you be so insolent!"
The first roar to erupt came from the chieftain of the Azure Scale Race, whose members all had their scales standing on end, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light.
But before Master Ma could even respond, a sharp phoenix cry pierced the sky. The sound pierced through the clouds, carrying a scorching heat that could burn everything, distorting the air into flowing waves of fire.
Everyone looked up and saw a golden phoenix with a wingspan of ten thousand meters rushing towards them from afar.
With each flap of its wings, it scatters countless Mars. Where these Mars land, they don't just burn, but tear space apart, forming dark little holes—void rifts that can even swallow light, demonstrating just how terrifying the power contained within this phoenix is.
"It's an elder of the Golden Phoenix Race! Rumor has it she's been in seclusion for three thousand years, but she emerged at the Dharma Realm Peak Fourth Layer!"
"Great! With her involved, this human is doomed!"
A cheer erupted from the ranks of Myriad Races, and even the races that had been terrified by Master Ma's earlier slaughter now stood tall again.
But the cheers lasted less than three seconds before another earth-shattering roar suddenly rang out. The sound was not as sharp as a phoenix's cry, but it carried a sense of oppressive power that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth, causing everyone present to cover their ears and even disrupt the spiritual energy within their bodies.
"Roar--"
With a roar, a giant python covered in Seven-Colored scales emerged from behind the clouds.
It was enormous, its body stretching 100,000 meters across the sky, almost obscuring half of the heavens. Its scales reflected seven different colors of light under the sunlight, each one seemingly carved from the finest Lingyu, yet exuding a deadly sharpness.
As soon as it appeared, the pressure of the Dharma Realm Fifth Layer spread out like a tide. The disciples of Myriad Races on the ground knelt down one after another, and even breathing became difficult. Only a few strong people from their races could still stand up with difficulty, but their faces were already as pale as paper.
"Seven, the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python! Isn't this the legendary ancient race that has been in seclusion for 100,000 years? They've actually joined the siege!"
" Dharma Realm Fifth Layer! My God, this is truly top-tier combat power! The Human Race is absolutely finished this time!"
"I knew it! How could Myriad Races not have a backup plan? These humans had a good time killing people; now it's their turn to pay the price!"
Discussions rose and fell within the ranks of the Myriad Races, filled with a long-suppressed excitement.
Even the golden phoenix slowed down and landed beside the giant python, clearly intending to join forces against the enemy—faced with the pressure of the Dharma Realm Fifth Layer, even the elders of the Golden Phoenix Race dared not underestimate it in the slightest.
Master Ma stood still, his posture as upright as a pine tree.
He looked at the giant python and phoenix above his head, his eyebrows slightly raised, but there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, a hint of fighting spirit quietly rose within him.
He had experienced countless fierce battles, from the "Blood Moon Calamity," the most perilous event for Human Race, to the "Invasion of Extraterrestrial Demons," and in every instance, he had fought against overwhelming odds.
Now, facing an opponent at the Dharma Realm Fifth Layer, he not only did not back down, but also felt the thunderous power within his body beginning to stir.
"Kill!"
Without further ado, Master Ma roared and suddenly raised his right hand, his palm condensing countless silver-white lightning bolts.
The lightning bolts spun and compressed in his palm, eventually transforming into a two-meter square "kill" character. This character was not formed with spiritual power, but was purely condensed from the Thunder Origin. Each stroke carried the power to tear apart heaven and earth, and the electric current wrapped around the character crackled, causing even the surrounding space to tremble slightly.