" Human Race, you're asking for death!"
The voice of the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor was as cold as eternal ice, carrying a boundless killing intent, and resounded in the sky above the ninth heaven of the dimensional space.
That voice was full of contempt and ruthlessness, as if Ye Changge was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at will.
Before he finished speaking, a dazzling purple light suddenly shot up from above the head of the Purple Vault Dao Ancestor.
The light initially measured only an inch, but in an instant it swelled to several feet in length, transforming into an ancient longsword wreathed in purple lightning and clear light.
The blade was engraved with countless profound runes, each one shimmering with the pressure of a peak ninth level of the Dharma Realm. The sword's cry was clear and sharp, as if it could cleave the heavens and earth.
The moment the longsword appeared, it slashed fiercely towards Ye Changge with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the void and Heavenly Destruction force.
Wherever the sword light passed, space collapsed inch by inch, turning into patches of pitch-black nothingness. The surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was stirred up violently, forming howling vortexes of Spiritual Qi with terrifying force.
"You're only at the ninth level of the Dharma Realm? You really have no respect for your own life."
Ye Changge's voice was equally cold, yet it carried a detached indifference, as if the astonishing sword strike of the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor was nothing more than child's play in his eyes.
He didn't even use any magical treasures or supernatural powers; he simply slowly raised his right arm, clenched his five fingers, and threw a punch.
In an instant, a vast and magnificent golden light burst forth from his fist.
That golden light was no ordinary gold; it was as blazing as the sun and as deep as the stars, containing a terrifying power that looked down upon the All Under Heaven and Sweep Across the Eight Wastelands.
The golden fist grew larger in the wind, transforming in an instant into a colossal golden fist that blotted out the sky. Ancient totem patterns appeared on its surface, as if it were the fist of a god Heaven-Opening and Earth-Splitting, carrying majestic heavenly power as it met the purple sword light.
"Boom--"
The clash between fist and sword involves no fancy techniques, only the purest battle of strength.
A deafening roar, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, swept outwards in all directions, causing the space to tremble violently and countless mountains and buildings to instantly turn to dust.
However, before the aftershocks of this earth-shattering explosion had fully spread, a crisp "crack" suddenly resounded through the sky.
The sound, subtle yet incredibly clear, reached the ears of everyone present like God of Death knell, sending chills down their spines, chilling their bodies, and causing their pupils to contract sharply.
"My God! That's the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor! A peak ninth-level Dharma Realm expert, an undefeated being Vertical and Horizontal our Ninth Heaven for a thousand years! His natal Purple Lightning Divine Sword... was actually shattered?"
A disciple of the Ninth Heaven stared dumbfounded at the scene in mid-air, his throat bobbing as he let out an incredulous exclamation, his voice filled with terror and bewilderment.
The Purple Lightning Divine Sword, radiating a magnificent aura, was covered with countless cracks that spread like a spider web. Then, the cracks suddenly widened, and the entire sword shattered inch by inch before countless horrified gazes, turning into countless purple light spots that vanished without a trace.
"How is this possible? What exactly happened? The Purple Lightning Divine Sword is the Dao Ancestor's natal magic weapon, forged with a thousand years of painstaking effort. Its hardness is comparable to that of a divine artifact. How could it be shattered by a Human Race's fist?"
"Damn it! What kind of monster is this Human Race? He's clearly just a Human Race, a race that's lowly and insignificant in the eyes of Myriad Races, how could he possess such terrifying power?"
"If the Ninth Heaven can't kill him, does he think he can slaughter his way through the entire Ninth Heaven?"
"Damn it! This Human Race is completely insane! Doesn't he fear incurring the wrath of Myriad Races?"
Countless disciples of the Ninth Heaven of the Dimensional Space, whether they were Demon Race, Devil Race, or other alien races, roared in disbelief at this moment, their voices filled with anger, fear, and confusion.
They stared at the proud Human Race standing in mid-air, their eyes filled with resentment and fear.
In the perception of Myriad Races, the Human Race is weak and feeble, with a naturally weak foundation in cultivation and a slow pace of development, and has always been the object of enslavement by Myriad Races.
But the Human Race named Ye Changge in front of them overturned all their understanding. He shattered the natal magic weapon of a peak ninth-level Dharma Realm expert with a single punch. This power was so terrifying that it made them despair.
However, Ye Changge seemed to ignore all the noise and discussion. His expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and he showed no further reaction.
The golden fist that shattered the purple longsword was not hindered in the slightest. Its momentum remained undiminished, still carrying that terrifying power that looked down upon the All Under Heaven, like Primordial Divine Mountain pressing down, crushing towards the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor.
Before the fist even arrived, an extremely terrifying pressure had already enveloped the entire body of Dao Ancestor Ziqiong.
The Purple Vault Dao Ancestor was no longer as composed and arrogant as before. His wrinkled old face was now filled with shock and bewilderment, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He stared blankly at the colossal golden fist that blotted out the sky, his body stiff as a stone sculpture, his mind a complete blank.
" Human Race... what kind of power is this?"
The old man finally came to his senses and let out a horrified roar.
He had lived for over a thousand years, witnessed countless brilliant geniuses, and fought against numerous powerful figures, but he had never seen such terrifying power.
That golden fist looked ordinary, merely radiating a dazzling golden light, without any fancy supernatural powers or complex fluctuations of laws.
Yet this seemingly simple punch contained an irresistible power, as if it could crush everything in the world.
When the golden fist was still a hundred meters away from him, the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor was completely dumbfounded.
He clearly felt that the power contained in that fist was on a completely different level from his own, like heaven and earth.
It was an absolute suppression of power that prevented him from even having the slightest thought of resistance, leaving him with only endless despair.
" Human Race! You can't kill me! I am an elder of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance. If you kill me, Myriad Races will not let you off! You will bring about your own annihilation!"
The voice of the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor was filled with fear and pleading. He had lost all his previous arrogance and howled like a stray dog, his body instinctively retreating backward.
However, before he could finish speaking, the giant golden fist, carrying immense force, slammed down on him.
"Boom--"
An explosion even more terrifying than before erupted in an instant.
The dazzling golden light, like the explosion of the sun, illuminated the entire sky of the Ninth Heaven.
A terrifying energy shockwave swept out like a tsunami, shattering space wherever it passed and forming a gigantic Black Hole.
The ninth level of the dimensional space was instantly engulfed in violent tremors by this terrifying explosion, as if the entire world was teetering on the brink of collapse.
"What's going on? What a terrifying aura! What is happening? Is the world about to explode?"
"No! Run! This power is terrifying; we can't possibly withstand it!"
"Damn it! What on earth is going on? What kind of evil spirit have we provoked?"
"Ah--I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I haven't found my sister yet, I haven't had a chance to reunite with her!"
"You lowly Human Race! You deserve to die! How dare you be so insolent in our Ninth Heaven! You will surely suffer a terrible death!"
Countless disciples of the Ninth Heaven, terrified by the violent tremors and terrifying pressure, scattered and fled in all directions, crying out for their parents. Their desperate roars and cries echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
However, the next moment, an even more terrifying and vast pressure suddenly descended.
Immediately afterwards, terrifying figures exuding a chilling killing intent emerged from the void like ghosts and descended one after another.
Each of these figures exuded a terrifying aura of the peak of the ninth level of the Dharma Realm. Their eyes were icy cold as they stared intently at Ye Changge, their killing intent almost tangible.
Even more so, the Heavenly Dao Will of this dimensional space was startled by this earth-shattering commotion, transforming into a hazy light and shadow that descended into mid-air.
" Human Race! No! This is the ninth heaven of my dimensional space, how dare you act so presumptuously here!" An aged voice rang out. The speaker was an old man dressed in Black Robe. He was the ancestor of the Devil Race in the ninth heaven, and he was staring at Ye Changge with a fierce look in his eyes.
" Human Race! You're courting death! Take this! Heavenly Sword Technique!" A middle-aged Daoist priest wielding a white longsword roared. The longsword in his hand instantly burst forth with dazzling light, and a Sword Qi ten thousand feet long tore through the sky, carrying the power to annihilate everything, and slashed towards Ye Changge.
" Human Race! I'll fight you to the death! Today I will tear you to pieces and avenge the Purple Sky Dao Ancestor!" A burly Demon Race roared, his body suddenly swelling into a giant ape ten thousand feet tall. He clenched his fists and smashed them down at Ye Changge with earth-shattering power.
In an instant, several experts at the peak of the ninth level of the Dharma Realm attacked simultaneously.
Sword shadows, blade flashes, fist winds, spear gleams—all sorts of terrifying attacks instantly enveloped the entire space around Ye Changge, tearing apart the sky, annihilating the void, and their killing intent soaring to the heavens.
"Kill!"
The deafening roars converged, forming a terrifying sound wave that seemed poised to completely engulf Ye Changge.
"Boom--"
The various attacks collided, unleashing an even more terrifying roar. The entire space of the Ninth Heaven shook violently amidst the continuous explosions, and countless spatial rifts spread like a spider web, causing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to become extremely violent.
Facing the combined attack of several peak ninth-level Dharma Realm experts, Ye Changge's face remained completely calm. He simply raised his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the crowd before him. His voice, as if from the Nine Nether Hell, carried a chilling aura that resounded throughout the heavens and earth. "Trash from Myriad Races! I don't care what your cultivation level or your status is. You once slaughtered billions of my Human Race's people, committing heinous crimes. Today, it is time to settle your karmic debts!"
The moment the words fell, a power far more terrifying and vast than before suddenly erupted from Ye Changge's body.
This power, seemingly containing the might to Heaven-Opening and Earth-Splitting, yet carrying a sense of compassion and resolve, spread in all directions.
Wherever it passed, space collapsed inch by inch. The attacks of those peak ninth-level Dharma Realm experts were like paper in front of this power, instantly crushed and vanished into nothingness.
Immediately afterwards, the entire Human Race's ninth heaven dimensional space was squeezed tightly by this terrifying force.
"Click--click--"
A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as the spatial barrier of the Ninth Heaven began to shatter inch by inch under the pressure of this terrifying force, sending countless spatial fragments flying in all directions.
"Boom--"
In the blink of an eye, those several peak ninth-level Dharma Realm experts didn't even have time to react before they were completely crushed by this terrifying power. Their bodies instantly turned into dust, leaving not even a trace of their souls behind.
Even the will of Heavenly Dao in this dimension was unable to stop this power.
Its hazy light and shadow, before this power, were like a candle flickering in the wind, lasting only a moment before being completely slaughtered and annihilated between heaven and earth.
In the final moment before the will of Heavenly Dao dissipated, the light and shadow suddenly coalesced, transforming into a little girl dressed in a white dress.
She looked no more than seven or eight years old, her face filled with confusion and grievance. Two crystal tears slowly rolled down her clear eyes as she looked at Ye Changge, her voice tinged with incomprehension and pleading. " Human Race... why? Why did you Destruction my home?"
Ye Changge watched the fading light, his expression remaining calm. His voice was devoid of emotion, yet carried an undeniable resolve. "For no other reason than to slaughter Myriad Races and avenge the billions of my Human Race compatriots who perished so tragically!"
The hatred between Myriad Races and the Human Race has long been ingrained in their bones, making them irreconcilable enemies.
From the moment the Myriad Races invaded the Human Race territory, this hatred was destined to be washed away only with blood.
Just then, a chilling voice, like the Nine Nether ice in the netherworld, suddenly rang out from the Black Hole outside the ninth heaven. The voice was filled with boundless killing intent and disdain. " Human Race, do you really think you are invincible?"
The voice, as if possessing some special magic, pierced through layers of spatial barriers and clearly reached Ye Changge's ears.
Ye Changge's lips curled up slightly, forming a cold arc.
He didn't even need to look up to know that the person who came was a powerful expert from the Tenth Heaven.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze indifferently fixed on the pitch-black Black Hole. His voice remained icy, yet carried an arrogant air of looking down upon the All Under Heaven: "A mere tenth-level Dharma Realm cultivator is nothing more than a slightly larger ant in my eyes."
The moment the words fell, an even more terrifying pressure than before suddenly erupted from Ye Changge's body, heading straight for the Black Hole.
Upon hearing this, the figure within the Black Hole was instantly enraged by these extremely arrogant words. An even more violent killing intent erupted like a volcanic eruption, causing the entire Black Hole to shake violently. " Human Race! You're courting death!"