Amidst the brilliant golden light, a figure dressed in white slowly materialized.
With an air of otherworldly grace, he seemed to represent the power of heaven and earth simply by standing in that space.
The once-powerful nine-colored lightning bolts were now completely halted in front of the white figure, unable to advance even slightly.
"Buzz... buzz... buzz..."
After a moment, the endless light dissipated, and the white figure behind the light gradually appeared.
All the beings in the Three Thousand Immortal Worlds stared wide-eyed, holding their breath to see what kind of person possessed such terrifying power.
However, to the disappointment of all the cultivators, the white figure's face was blurred, shrouded in light and shadow.
However, his face didn't seem to be covered by light, but rather it was as if the Art of All Things couldn't be revealed.
Perhaps the owner of this white figure doesn't want to show their face either!
"Disperse." A faint voice rang out sharply in the silent world, yet it carried considerable weight.
With just that one simple word, countless cultivators in the Three Thousand Immortal Worlds watched as the nine-colored lightning, which had just been "incredibly arrogant," vanished silently from the world as if it had no power to resist.
This scene left all the cultivators speechless and, of course, shocked them all.
Those powerful figures at the Progenitor Realm who were hiding in the shadows, waiting to watch the show, were especially bewildered.
What did they just see?
Could everything that happened before have been a dream?
It was just a sound; they didn't even see the white figure use any special magic or Origin Technique. It was just a simple and casual shout that directly repelled the nine-colored lightning representing the Heavenly Dao.
That was an existence powerful enough to severely injure or even kill several Progenitor Realm experts!
Upon realizing this, many cultivators belatedly understood that while the power of the nine-colored lightning was indeed terrifying, what kind of being was this white figure before them?
All the cultivators just saw that the white figure was merely a manifestation of Xu Ziyue using the Art of All Things.
Generally speaking, the projection is weaker than the original body. In other words, the strength of this white figure's original body is probably even more terrifying!
Even by fusing the power of the twenty-three Origin Technique, one can only restore a portion of this powerful figure's strength.
It's easy to imagine just how terrifying the opponent's true strength was.
Peak of the Progenitor Realm!
Perhaps even the Peak of the Progenitor Realm is not enough; it represents a higher level of attainment.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
As countless cultivators raced through their thoughts, the Heavenly Dao seemed to feel ashamed that its vast nine-colored lightning had dissipated in this way, and the nine-colored clouds continued to churn in the sky.
Everything indicated that the Heavenly Dao had been thoroughly enraged.
A thunderous roar, signaling the approaching storm, and a figure radiating a terrifying aura slowly emerged from the nine-colored clouds.
"Da, da, da..."
Every step the other person took was earth-shattering; he slowly walked towards the white figure.
Without any unnecessary movements, they attacked simultaneously, and in a single strike, the entire high-dimensional space was annihilated, plunging into a state of chaos.
However, not long afterward, everything returned to normal.
The white-clad figure and the seven-colored figure stood facing each other in their original positions, without making any unnecessary movements, as if nothing had happened.
Neither of them had obviously suffered any harm.
The invisible patterns of the Heavenly Dao collided with each other, intertwining countless times in an instant, centered on the two of them.
Although the battle took place in a higher dimension, the pressure and fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao still permeated the entire Three Thousand Immortal Worlds.
The two figures standing silently in the sky at this moment were like two progenitors of destruction. Just by standing at the end of heaven and earth, they possessed the power to dominate everything.
The two fought for the full time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and the nine-colored clouds in the sky seemed to finally lose their temper and began to churn once more.
"Buzz..." "Buzz..."
In the blink of an eye, two vortexes appeared in the very center of the nine-colored cloud, and then two figures exuding the same terrifying aura walked out of the nine-colored cloud.
With a few steps, these two figures joined the battle.
This time, all the cultivators could feel the boundless power emanating from that nine-colored figure!
That was pure, unadulterated power!
"This is the Dao of the God of Slaughter, the Dao of Blood!" Some powerful figures at the Progenitor Realm said, their voices trembling as they sensed the fluctuations of the Great Dao.
The other experts at the Progenitor Realm were all shocked upon hearing this.
Those nine-colored figures were actually the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao. No wonder they could feel such a terrifying pressure from the other party just now, and even had a faint feeling of suffocation.
The opponent's strength is not just above mine, but far surpasses mine.
The Heavenly Dao is naturally an existence that completely suppresses and surpasses them!
However, just now, Xu Ziyue was able to withstand several attacks by transforming into someone else.
What terrifying power this is!
The arrival of the three avatars of the Heavenly Dao instantly changed the course of the battle.
The white figure was actually a manifestation of Xu Ziyue using the Twenty-Three Origin Technique. If it relied on spiritual power, it would naturally have a limit to its endurance, and it was incomparable to Lin Yu himself.
It would be enough to deal with one incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, but now... three!
The three avatars of the Heavenly Dao had exceeded the limits of the white light and shadow, or rather, Xu Ziyue's own capacity to withstand them.
Almost visibly, the white figure was suppressed by the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, but it did not win; Xu Ziyue was still barely holding on.
After another incense stick's time, the nine-colored clouds in the sky emitted two more buzzing sounds.
"Buzz..." "Buzz..."
Two vortexes appeared in the sky, and the nine-colored clouds churned once more, from which two more figures emerged.
However, at this moment, the two figures did not join the battle, but instead slowly walked towards Xu Ziyue.
All the beings in the Three Thousand Immortal Worlds fell into silence upon witnessing this scene.
Regardless, Xu Ziyue is still a cultivator after all, and as a cultivator, she is subject to the suppression of the Heavenly Dao!
For some unknown reason, a feeling of wanting to submit and despair suddenly arose in the hearts of all the cultivators. This was the Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao that was simply impossible to resist!