"Escape? Look closely at the sky!"
Suddenly, someone roared, and all the creatures of Myriad Races looked up. The Wen Tao Child, who had been so arrogant just moments before, was now like an ant being gripped by an invisible hand, his body disintegrating inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Plague God Zero Power surging within him had no chance to resist before it was crushed into dust by an even more domineering force, completely erasing his divine soul imprint and leaving him no chance for reincarnation.
Above the sky, only a faint wisp of blood mist remained, which was dispersed by the wind Wuhen.
Deathly silence, an eerie, deathly silence.
All the powerful beings from Myriad Races who emerged from the Dimensional Space were now completely silent, their previously noisy discussions seemingly strangled by an invisible hand.
Those powerful figures from various races who had previously been cold-faced and disdainful now had their pupils contract sharply, and their gazes toward Ye Changge were filled with extreme fear and horror.
The Wen Tao Child, Zero Realm Fourth Layer and a peerless genius rarely seen in ten thousand years in the World-Destroying Holy Land, was crushed by this person with a single sentence, not even his soul could escape!
This level of strength is so terrifying that it has overturned their understanding of the world!
"Who... who exactly is this person? Hasn't the Human Race already declined to the point where even powerful beings are few and far between?" A Demon Race ancestor swallowed hard, his voice dry and trembling with barely concealed fear.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Human Race was driven to the brink of extinction by the combined forces of Myriad Races. How could such a figure have emerged?" A powerful Sea Race warrior covered in scales muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Ye Changge stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering without wind. His gaze swept indifferently over the silent creatures of Myriad Races below, as if he were looking at a flock of lambs to the slaughter.
" Myriad Races," he spoke, his voice not loud, yet like a thunderclap, resounding in the ears of every living being, "For countless years, you have slaughtered my Human Race, invaded my Human Race territory, treated my Human Race as food, as slaves, subjected them to all kinds of humiliation and slaughter."
"Today, I, Ye Changge, have returned to settle this blood debt!"
The moment he finished speaking, an even more terrifying pressure swept out from his body.
This oppressive aura contained boundless killing intent, mixed with the lamentations and resentments of countless Human Race who had perished, as if it were an unparalleled demon god emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The Dimensional Space trembled violently, and those beings of Myriad Races with slightly weaker cultivation were directly shaken by this pressure, causing them to spit out blood and their bodies to explode.
Even the veteran Zero Realm experts were pale-faced and retreated repeatedly, their eyes filled with despair.
" Ye Changge! How dare you!"
A furious shout suddenly rang out, and a Blood Color rainbow streaked through the air, revealing an old man dressed in Blood Color robe.
The old man had a withered face and was surrounded by a dense plague aura. Wherever he passed, even the void decayed. He was the elder of the Plague God Clan, the Plague Absolute, Zero Realm Fifth Layer Wen Jue!
"You killed the pride of my Plague God Clan? Do you really think my Plague God Clan is without anyone?" The Old Devil Wen Jue's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Ye Changge as if he were a mortal enemy.
Ye Changge raised his eyes and looked at the Old Devil Wen Jue was charging angrily, a cold smile curving his lips.
"Oh? Zero Realm Fifth Layer?"
He spoke calmly, his voice devoid of any emotion, yet it sent a jolt through the heart of the Old Devil Wen Jue, an ominous premonition instantly enveloping his entire body.
The next moment, Ye Changge didn't move, but simply struck out with a palm from a distance.
What seemed like an ordinary palm strike actually contained the profound truths of the universe.
Wherever the palm wind passed, the void collapsed inch by inch. The plague that was enough to corrode everything melted instantly under the palm wind, like ice and snow meeting the sun.
"No--!"
The Old Devil Wen Jue let out a shrill scream. He desperately tried to unleash the Zero Power within his body to withstand the palm strike, but the force of the palm was like a mountain pressing down on him, and he couldn't budge it in the slightest.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the body of the Old Devil Wen Jue exploded like shattered porcelain, leaving not a single fragment behind.
Zero Realm Fifth Layer, fallen!
This scene completely shattered the last line of defense in the hearts of Myriad Races living beings.