" Human Race, you can't do this! How are you any different from Devil Race?"
"That's right, we're all good people, really good people, we've never harmed anyone, you can't kill us."
" Ye Changge, there are good people among Myriad Races. You can't treat us like this."
Countless disciples from Myriad Races witnessed this scene.
Their faces were filled with anger; they had never imagined that Human Race could be so powerful.
They slaughtered all their Myriad Races, directly sealing off space, preparing to exterminate them all.
They are demons more wicked than demons themselves.
"Heh heh, you think you're worthy? Once I'm about to kill someone, no one can protect them."
Ye Changge spoke, he slapped down.
A terrifying aura instantly enveloped the Desolate City.
In an instant, the Desolate City seemed to have witnessed endless ages.
It vanished in the blink of an eye.
None of the Myriad Races felt pain, and thus they died.
" Human Race, you're courting death."
The Flower Clan Chief witnessed this scene.
An angry roar.
The vast, Desolate City was wiped out in a single slap.
Hundreds of millions of people, all vanished.
" Human Race, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Retribution?"
High above the clouds, Ye Changge White Robe fluttering, looked down at the hysterical Flower Clan Chief, his eyes devoid of any emotion, only an eternally cold indifference.
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet it pierced through the roar of battle, resounding throughout the completely sealed-off world, each word like thunder striking the ears of all Myriad Races.
"When you slaughtered hundreds of millions of your fellow Human Race, staining the Invincible Plain with blood, why didn't you speak of retribution?"
"When you slaughtered the old, weak, women, and children of the Human Race, piling up mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, and seized thousands of miles of Human Race territory, how did you not speak of retribution?"
"For generations, you have insulted Human Race as mere ants and beasts, treating our Human Race like worthless weeds, wantonly slaughtering and plundering. Did you ever consider the consequences of your actions today?!"
Three consecutive questions, each one piercing to the heart!
The blood Human Race accumulated over millennia, the humiliation and tragic deaths that have spanned countless years, are all condensed into these few words.
The Flower Clan Chief trembled violently, his face ashen white, his chest burning with rage, yet he was rendered speechless by the rebuttal.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the Invincible Emperor Weapon in his hand surged with purple light. An endless sea of flowers, carrying Power of Destruction, charged towards Ye Changge in the sky like a madman.
"Lies! All lies! Myriad Races are supreme, and the Human Race should naturally bow down and submit!"
You slaughtered hundreds of Myriad Races of my people; even if I die today, I will bite off a piece of your flesh.
Boom!
The power of the Invincible Realm Peak Sixth Layer exploded completely. The Flower Clan Chief burned his Dao Foundation, and his cultivation briefly touched the true Invincible Realm. Countless purple flower blades tore through the void, carrying the determination to perish together, and cleaved straight for Ye Changge's head.
The remaining Invincible Myriad Races of all races and the allied forces roared and launched a counterattack upon seeing this.
"Kill him! Slay Ye Changge, and Human Race will surely be defeated!"
"Fight to the death! Tear open the spatial barrier and escape from here!"
Dragging his heavily wounded body, the Desolate Rat Race activated his Emperor Weapon, Rat Fang. Black corrosive divine light pierced through the heavens and earth, aiming directly at Ye Changge's vital points. Jian San, who was not dead despite being severely injured, poured out his last bit of Sword Dao Origin, condensing a pitch-black, Extinguishing Sword, which, wrapped with his life's killing intent, fiercely slashed towards the clouds.
In an instant, all the remaining forces of the Myriad Races, in a desperate gamble, besieged Ye Changge!
On the battlefield below, Sun Wukong burst into angry laughter upon seeing this, his Golden-Hooped Staff sweeping across the battlefield, shattering the countless blades of light. "A bunch of sore losers! You dare to harm your clan leader? You're simply courting death!"
Nezha unleashed a raging inferno, his Heaven-Mixing Sash) shredding countless incoming supernatural powers and techniques, the flames burning in all directions. "Wishful thinking!"
Zhao Zilong's silver spear gleamed like a dragon, its Blood Color lanterns locking down the sky. With a single thrust, he repelled several Half-Step Invincible experts. The Divine Marquis Power of Devouring, instantly draining the cultivation and souls of any approaching remnants of the Myriad Races, transforming them into pure energy to nourish himself.
The Human Race army maintained a firm battle formation, their swords flashing like a sea, their killing intent overwhelming, relentlessly suppressing all counterattacking Myriad Races Allied Army and giving them no chance to gain the upper hand.
Faced with the overwhelming, all- Origin offensive, Ye Changge stood atop the clouds, hands behind his back, unmoved as a mountain.
The fierce wind whipped his robes around, but it couldn't shake him in the slightest.
He raised his eyes, indifferently surveying all the powerful figures from Myriad Races who were frantically attacking him, a chilling sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Since you remain stubbornly unrepentant, then let us turn to dust along with this Desolate City."
As soon as he finished speaking, the second palm strike landed with a thunderous crash!
This strike was no longer a simple act of leveling a city.
Rather, it is the Heavenly Dao Human Race Seal of the Human Race, bearing the eternal grievances of humanity, the deep-seated blood feud of the race, and crushing the arrogance of all Myriad Races in the heavens!
The sky darkened instantly, and the wind and clouds across the vast expanse froze!
An endless golden palm shadow, covering the entire Desolate City city, descended from the Nine Heavens. The palm lines flowed with the divine power of the Great Dao, suppressing eternity and annihilating all directions!
Space froze completely, and all the powerful warriors of the Myriad Races who had charged forward were frozen in the void, unable to move.
The Flower Clan Chief was filled with despair. His sublimated, Power of Invincibility was like an ant trying to shake the sky before the golden palm print, instantly crumbling into nothingness.
"No! My Flower Clan has stood for ten thousand years; how can we perish at the hands of ants!"
His piercing scream abruptly stopped.
The Invincible Emperor Weapon shattered instantly, and tens of thousands of years of cultivation vanished into nothingness.
The Desolate Rat Race, Jian San, and the Invincible warriors from all Myriad Races who rushed to their aid didn't even have time to let out a scream.
Even a cultivator at the Peak Sixth Layer, who Half-Step Invincible and truly Invincible, was utterly powerless before this supreme palm strike; his prized Emperor Weapon shattered and vanished in an instant.
Boom--!!
After the earth-shattering roar subsided, silence returned to the heavens and earth.
The tens of the Myriad Races Allied Army that had just covered the sky, from Invincible great powers to ordinary cultivators, were all Annihilation, with not a single one surviving!
The Great Wilderness, including its cities, mountains, buildings, and inhabitants, has been completely transformed into a flat, desolate wasteland, with no trace of the existence of any of the Myriad Races.
The wind died down, the sounds ceased, and the smoke of battle dissipated.
The entire western part of the Invincible Plain was completely cleaned up.
The Space Lockdown slowly lifted, and the lingering power of the Great Dao permeated the surrounding land, shaking the vast mountains and rivers.
The hundreds of millions of Human Race soldiers stood in the sky, gazing at the desolate earth below. No one made a sound, only the pent-up frustration that had been suppressed for millennia in their chests was finally released.
The battle-hardened soldiers, their eyes filled only with burning passion and Indestructible glory.
Sun Wukong sheathed his Golden-Hooped Staff, scratched his ears and cheeks, and laughed loudly, "That was exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating! These self-proclaimed noble Myriad Races are nothing more than a matter of a single palm strike!"
Nezha withdrew his Fire God, the flames subsided, and he said in a deep voice, "Today's battle has completely shattered the arrogance of Myriad Races, and the power of the Human Race has risen from this day forward!"
Fledgling Phoenix, Zhao Zilong, and Divine Marquis arrived from the sky, stood beside Ye Changge, and bowed in greeting.
"Chieftain, the battle of the Desolate City has been a complete victory; the reinforcements from Myriad Races have been annihilated."
The aura of the Divine Marquis grew increasingly powerful. He successively absorbed the cultivation of dozens of Invincible and Half-Step Invincible experts, and his foundation became completely solid. He was only one step away from the true Invincible Realm.