Above the void, the hidden true form was holding its breath in its throat.
He could clearly feel Ye Changge's gaze, like two cold, sharp swords, piercing through the layers of concealment and restrictions he had set up, and striking straight into the depths of his soul.
It was a tremor that originated from the soul, a hundred times more intense than when facing the Supreme of the Upper Realm.
He had no doubt that if he dared to make the slightest move, he would suffer the same fate as his clone, with even his soul being crushed to ashes.
"Roll."
Ye Changge's voice rang out lightly, yet it was like a divine decree, falling into the old man's ears.
There was not a trace of murderous intent, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
The old man felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He didn't dare to linger for even a moment. His figure transformed into a streak of light, and he fled frantically into the distance without even looking back.
He had spent countless efforts to cultivate to the Dharma Realm Peak Fourth Layer, but in front of Ye Changge, he couldn't even muster the courage to resist.
escape!
We must escape!
That was his only thought at that moment.
Watching the figure flee in panic, Ye Changge's lips curled into a mocking smile, but he did not give chase.
They're nothing but ants; they're not worth his time.
His gaze slowly swept over the powerful figures of Myriad Races below once more.
That gaze, calm and undisturbed, carried an air of dominance over the All Under Heaven.
In an instant, all the powerful figures of the Myriad Races whose gaze swept over him trembled, their legs went weak, and they knelt down with a thud.
"Spare me! Lord Ye, spare me!"
"We are willing to submit! We are willing to serve you as our master!"
"Please, sir, spare us!"
Cries and pleas for mercy rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.
The powerful figures from Myriad Races who had just been clamoring to grind Ye Changge to dust were now like stray dogs, their faces devoid of any of their previous arrogance and resentment, replaced only by endless fear and humility.
The Purple Qilin is dead! Even the powerful figures who arrived —Dharma Realm Peak Fourth Layer— are dead!
What can they use to fight Ye Changge?
Are you looking for death?
Ye Changge looked at the Myriad Races kneeling at his feet, and the mockery on his lips deepened.
"Submission?"
He murmured softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Are you worthy?"
The moment he finished speaking, the dark energy on Ye Changge's left hand suddenly surged!
Indestructible Devouring Zero Power!
A terrifying suction force erupted from his palm in an instant.
The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth seemed to be summoned by some force, surging wildly towards his palm.
Even the cultivation levels of those powerful beings from Myriad Races were uncontrollably drawn towards his palm.
No! Don't!
"My lord! We were wrong! We were really wrong!"
"Help!"
A piercing scream echoed through the sky.
The powerful figures from Myriad Races who knelt on the ground were ashen-faced. They desperately tried to circulate their cultivation to resist the terrifying suction force, but all their efforts were in vain.
Their cultivation levels surged forth like a burst dam, rushing wildly towards Ye Changge's palm.
The body withered away at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Under the terrifying suction force, the soul began to shatter inch by inch.
This isn't a massacre; it's a one-sided crushing defeat!
Ye Changge stood with his hands behind his back, like a god from the Nine Heavens, coldly watching everything.
His face remained completely expressionless.
The scene of the Human Race being slaughtered on the Myriad Races Battlefield is still vivid in my mind.
Those fellow Human Race who died tragically, those elderly people, children, and women who were slaughtered like livestock...
Ye Changge will never forget their screams and their desperate eyes.
Today, everything he has done is simply an eye for an eye.
"Weak, too weak."
Ye Changge uttered those three words again, his voice carrying a hint of disappointment.
He had thought that among Myriad Races, there would be a few worthy opponents, but he never expected them to be so easily defeated.
As time went by, the Myriad Races on the battlefield dwindled.
In the end, only deathly silence remained.
The bones scattered all over the ground had long since turned to ashes.
Only the thick stench of blood still lingered in the air.
Ye Changge slowly withdrew his left hand, and the dark energy in his palm quietly dissipated.
His gaze was fixed on the distant horizon.
That place is the stronghold of Myriad Races.
This time, he killed the Purple Qilin, annihilated the White Pupil Lineage, and intimidated the powerful beings of Myriad Races.
But this is just the beginning.
He wanted Myriad Races to know that Human Race was not a lamb to be slaughtered!
He wanted Myriad Races to understand that those who offend our Human Race, no matter how far away, will be punished!
He wanted the entire universe to remember one name— Ye Changge!
Just then, a dazzling light suddenly shone at the edge of the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an aura even more terrifying than that of the white-haired old man swept over everything.
The void began to shatter, inch by inch.
Heaven and earth changed color because of it.
Ye Changge raised an eyebrow slightly.
Finally, a decent one arrived.
He slowly raised his head, gazing at the source of the dazzling light, and the playful smile on his lips reappeared.
"Oh? So, the old fogies of Myriad Races finally couldn't hold back anymore?"
The moment the voice fell, Ye Changge's figure vanished from the spot.
The next second, he appeared thousands of feet in the sky.
Opposite him, a figure dressed in Black Robe slowly appeared.
The Black Robe Man exuded an ancient and weathered aura, and his eyes were like abysses, seemingly capable of devouring everything.
His gaze fell on Ye Changge, carrying a hint of solemnity, a hint of killing intent, and a hint of... apprehension.
" Human Race, you have slaughtered so many powerful warriors of my Myriad Races! Today, I will grind you to dust and ashes to appease the spirits of Myriad Races!"
The voice of the Black Robe Man, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
Ye Changge grinned, his smile filled with utter disdain.
"You?"
The moment the words fell, an even more terrifying aura than before erupted from Ye Changge's body!
At this moment, the entire Realm Sea trembled!