"Stop? You think you can just stop like that? Don't I have any dignity?"
Ye Changge's face was icy cold, his eyes as deep and still as an ancient, cold pool, without the slightest ripple, only a chilling killing intent surging within.
From the moment when Myriad Races joined forces to slaughter millions of Human Race beings and trampled the Sacred Mountain of Human Race, there was no longer a trace of mercy in his heart, only the raging flames of revenge burning through his limbs and bones.
As he spoke, he threw a punch. The golden fist, imbued with the power of Human Race, was like boiling magma, and the rolling heat waves swept in all directions, even distorting the surrounding light with this terrifying power.
The fists roared, carrying the power to crush everything, as they swept towards the Plague God Clan's camp.
Wherever it passed, space shattered again, cracks spreading like a spider web, creaking under the strain. The barriers of Dimensional Space were as fragile as paper under this punch.
This scene sent chills down the spines of all the powerful figures from Myriad Races who were watching, leaving them speechless and too afraid to even breathe.
They couldn't understand why things had turned out this way.
It was just a routine hunt by Myriad Races against the Human Race. In the past, they had always managed to plunder countless resources from the Human Race. But how did they manage to provoke such a terrifying being this time?
" Human Race, do you really intend to do this?"
The ancestor of the Plague God Clan stood in mid-air, his face cold.
His aged white hair hung down to his waist, each strand like a silver thread, yet it showed no signs of decay befitting his age.
The face was extremely eerie. The white hair made it look like an old man, but the features were very young, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a sharp profile. It looked to be at most fifty years old. A dense gray plague aura surrounded the body, and wherever it passed, even the void was being corroded.
Do you think the Human Race really intends to completely exterminate the Plague God Clan?
"That's hard to say. After all, the Plague God Clan is rooted in the Dimensional Space, Dimensional Space. Not just anyone can completely annihilate them."
"Yes, but the aura of this Human Race is too strong. This is the first time I've seen such a being. Just standing there, he's like a Human Race War God, making it hard to breathe."
"He's incredibly powerful. Look, the ancestor of the Plague God Clan was a powerful figure at the Dharma Realm Third Layer, yet he's suppressing them so completely that they have no chance to fight back. It's simply unbelievable."
"Isn't that right? It's incredibly powerful! This level of combat strength has probably already touched the threshold of the Saint Realm!"
"Do you think that if the Plague God Clan is truly wiped out, will the balance of power among Myriad Races be disrupted?"
The onlookers from Myriad Races were abuzz with discussion. A few bold and powerful individuals used their divine power as a conduit to project the situation in the Dimensional Space onto the shared celestial screen of Myriad Races.
In an instant, countless beings of Myriad Races witnessed it, and gasps of astonishment erupted from the screen of light.
" Human Race, how dare you?" The Plague God Ancestor was furious. He felt the deadly threat from Ye Changge, and he also felt the gaze of countless eyes in the sky. This was an insult to his dignity, an insult to the entire Plague God Clan!
"Die!" he roared, his gray plague energy surging and transforming into a gigantic phantom of a plague god. The phantom opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a black mist powerful enough to corrode the soul, sweeping towards Ye Changge.
Ye Changge didn't hold back and attacked directly, unleashing a terrifying aura that seemed to tear everything apart.
The golden light on his fist shone even brighter, and the power of Human Race condensed into a golden battle pattern, gleaming with an aura of dominance over the All Under Heaven.
In an instant, the heavens and earth collapsed. Wherever the fist wind passed, all energy seemed to disappear. The black mist, which was enough to corrode even the peak of the Dharma Realm Third Layer, melted away instantly under the golden fist light, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
Not to mention the power of the plague god, it didn't even have the right to get within three feet of Ye Changge before being crushed into dust by that majestic, heavenly aura.