Facing the streak of light that swept through the air, carrying an aura of Destruction, Ye Changge's lips curled into a nonchalant smile, a hint of mockery and disdain in his expression.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, without making the slightest movement from beginning to end, as if the attack, which was powerful enough to tear apart mountains and pierce through rivers and seas, was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
The streak of light rapidly magnified in the field of vision, its blinding brilliance almost staining the sky Blood Color. The surrounding air was compressed by this force, crackling and creaking under the strain, and even the space itself rippled, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment.
At this critical moment, a jet-black mist suddenly rose from Ye Changge's body. As the mist surged, a giant sword formed from the Indestructible Devouring Zero Power appeared out of thin air.
The sword was simple and unadorned, yet it faintly exuded a terrifying pressure that could devour heaven and earth and crush all things. The dark patterns flowing on the sword seemed to be world-destroying totems that had been dormant for thousands of years.
He slightly turned his wrist, gently gripping the greatsword, and then casually swung it forward.
"Buzz--"
A deafening sword cry resounded throughout the universe, and an invisible wave of sword energy swept outwards from Ye Changge in all directions.
The fierce, stealthy streak of light, upon contact with the sword wave, was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun; it offered no resistance whatsoever and vanished into nothingness as specks of light.
The attack was instantly neutralized.
Before everyone could recover from this scene, a sword light that could tear everything apart erupted from the pitch-black giant sword.
The sword light stretched across the sky, like a Black Dragon that had been dormant for countless ages, carrying an aura of dominance over the All Under Heaven, and slashed straight at the person who had made the move in the dark.
" Human Race, you..."
A horrified roar suddenly rang out, and the one who spoke was none other than the filthy clan chief, who was hiding in the shadows.
He thought this strike would be enough to kill Ye Changge, but he never expected that the opponent could neutralize it so easily and even launch such a terrifying counterattack.
"Don't panic, Chieftain of the Filthy Clan! We're here to help you!"
Several sharp whooshing sounds rang out in succession, and three figures, enveloped in immense spiritual power, sped over from afar. They were the other three powerful figures from the Filthy Clan who had colluded with the Filth Clan.
Seeing that their filthy clan chief was in imminent danger, they immediately roared and tried to join forces to stop Ye Changge's sword light.
Whoosh whoosh--
The sharp whistling of blades cutting through the air rose and fell, as three attacks slammed into the dark sword light almost simultaneously.
However, before their attacks collided with the sword light, and before their figures had completely fallen, the sword light that stretched across the sky, carrying unparalleled power, struck the filthy clan chief first.
"Ah--!"
A bloodcurdling scream abruptly ceased.
The next second, a head shot into the sky, and black blood gushing from the neck stained a large part of the sky red.
The filthy clan chief's body froze on the spot, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, completely silent.
On that head that had been flung high into the air, a final look of disbelief remained.
The cultivators of Myriad Races watching from afar felt their scalps tingle and a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads when they saw this scene.
The filthy clan chief was a renowned veteran with unfathomable cultivation, yet he was decapitated by Ye Changge's sword, without even the power to retaliate!
" Human Race, you executioner!"
A roar filled with grief and anger suddenly erupted from the crowd.
Suddenly, a young man dressed in black armor rushed out, leaped into the air, and caught the falling head steadily.
The young man was the son of the filthy clan chief. He felt the aura in his hands and on his head completely dissipate. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Ye Changge, his voice hoarse as he rebuked him:
"Why are you slaughtering my Myriad Races? Is it just because of some grudge between our ancestors? Must you be so ruthless as to exterminate us all?!"
His voice, filled with endless hatred and resentment, echoed between heaven and earth, causing many cultivators of Myriad Races to show indignation.
Ye Changge slowly sheathed his sword, the dark patterns on its blade gradually disappearing. He raised his eyes to look at the seemingly insane youth, his expression terrifyingly calm, his tone utterly devoid of emotion:
"I have said it before, Myriad Races here today shall be extinct."
"Exterminate your bloodline, burn your cultural heritage, and let Myriad Races vanish without a trace."
Every word was crystal clear, reaching the ears of everyone present.
Upon hearing this, both the son of the filthy clan chief who rushed out and the cultivators of Myriad Races watching from afar felt their scalps tingle and their bodies turn ice-cold.
They couldn't believe their ears.
Exterminate Myriad Races? Destroy bloodlines? Burn away lineages?
This Human Race dares to utter such arrogant words!
This is tantamount to treating Myriad Races like ants that can be crushed at will!
" Human Race, you're asking for death!"
A furious shout suddenly rang out, and an elderly man dressed in White Robe slowly stepped out from the crowd.
The old man's eyes were deathly white, without any pupils; he was none other than the Great Elder of the White Pupil Clan.
He was thoroughly enraged by Ye Changge's arrogance. He took a deep breath, and a terrifying wave suddenly erupted from his body.
His pale pupils suddenly snapped open, and an extremely eerie power emanated from them.
" The White Pupil Forbidden Power — Spacetime Erasure!"
Elder Bai Tong let out a loud shout and quickly formed hand seals.
Two pale beams of light suddenly shot out from those pale pupils. The moment the beams struck Ye Changge, the surrounding space began to distort and collapse, as if even time itself was about to stand still.
This is a forbidden secret technique of the White Pupil Clan, capable of directly erasing the target from the river of time and space, making them disappear completely without leaving a trace.
"A trivial skill."
Ye Changge chuckled and stood firmly in that distorted spacetime, his figure as steady as Mount Tai, not even the hem of his clothes fluttering.
He looked at Elder Bai Tong, his tone icy cold. "Such methods are useless against me."
"If it weren't for preserving the Realm Sea and waiting for all those cowardly rats to show themselves, I would have wiped it out along with the Realm Sea long ago."
The moment the words left his mouth, Ye Changge once more.
"Buzz!"
Two even more terrifying sword lights, than before, roared out from the sword in an instant, like two Black Dragon, one on the left and one on the right, directly slashing at Elder Bai Tong.
" Human Race, you're courting death!"
Just then, a majestic roar came from the horizon.
A golden light tore through the clouds, and a purple Qilin, its head blotting out the sky, descended from the heavens.
The Qilin was surrounded by endless lightning, and the Qilin pattern on its forehead was like a miniature world, slowly rotating and radiating supreme pressure, as if it would crush all things in the world and change the color of mountains and rivers.
The newcomer was a powerful member of the Qilin Clan. He had just arrived when he heard Ye Changge's extremely arrogant words. He was instantly enraged and, without thinking twice, transformed into his true form and launched a fierce attack on Ye Changge.
"Such powerful pressure! This is a veteran Supreme of the Qilin Clan!"
"This is going to be good! With the Qilin Supreme making a move, that kid is doomed!"
"Holy crap, have they all gone mad? They're using their strongest moves right from the start!"
"Yeah, that's terrifying!"
The disciples of Myriad Races watching from afar felt the overwhelming pressure that crushed heaven and earth, and they couldn't help but exclaim in shock, their faces filled with astonishment.
"What do you younger generation know? The Human Race was once the protagonist of heaven and earth, with unparalleled talent and overwhelming combat power. Our Myriad Races united for centuries and paid countless prices to almost wipe out the Human Race. Tell me, is that strong or not?" An old man from one of the Myriad Races with white hair and beard spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of fear.
"Even so, wasn't the Human Race still wiped out?" A young cultivator next to him curled his lip, unconcerned.
"Exactly, now that only this one remnant of Human Race remains, wouldn't it be easier to wipe them all out?"
The disciples of Myriad Races discussed amongst themselves, their eyes filled with schadenfreude as they looked at Ye Changge.
In their view, no matter how strong Ye Changge was, he had no chance of survival against the full force of the Qilin Supreme's attack.
Ye Changge raised his eyes and looked at the purple Qilin that was walking through the air. The smile on his lips grew wider, with a hint of mockery and contempt.
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet clearly carrying to every corner of the world. "I've annihilated countless mere Qilins."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Changge raised his hand and slashed down with his sword.
There were no earth-shattering phenomena, only a simple and unadorned sword light, yet it contained the power to destroy everything.
The sword light pierced the air, swift as lightning.
The purple Qilin that blotted out the sky had barely shown a hint of disdain in its eyes when it was instantly pierced by the sword light.
"Pfft--"
A soft sound.
The purple Qilin, powerful enough to crush heaven and earth, was actually cleaved in two by this sword strike.
Blood and entrails rained down into the sky, and the terrifying pressure dissipated instantly.
The world was utterly silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the proud figure standing there, forgetting even to breathe.