A True Lord's Means
An overwhelming pressure swept down, like a devastating storm descending.
The entire Divine Silkworm Sect ruins seemed to shake violently.
The once composed and indifferent phantom of the Divine Silkworm Sect Daoist began to distort wildly the instant that gaze descended upon him, its ethereal radiance twisting like a candle flame battered by a gale.
For the first time, the blurred face clearly revealed an expression of extreme shock and disbelief.
Qi Yun to the spot, letting the immense pressure envelop him. Looking at the panicked Daoist phantom, he grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "Now, it's probably you, senior, who should be worried about not being able to escape."
The moment Qi Yun finished speaking, the crimson blood jade fragments he had crushed did not fall. Instead, as if drawn by an invisible force, they all floated up.
Each piece shimmered and radiated a mysterious, dark red glow.
These fragments spun and pieced together rapidly in the air.
In the blink of an eye, they combined to form a corner of an ancient and mysterious incomplete array pattern.
The moment the array patterns took shape, it shone brightly!
A tremendous force that pierced through the universe and connected the two places suddenly erupted.
At the center of the array, space rippled and twisted violently like water.
A stable passage was then forcibly torn open, as if a bridge had been built across the endless universe!
The next moment.
Two figures, one after the other, stepped steadily out of the spatial passage and landed in the core ruins of the Divine Silkworm Sect.
A terrifying pressure, like a tangible tsunami, spread outwards from them with a deafening roar.
The entire ruin shook even more violently.
The surrounding clouds and mist were instantly dispelled, and even the staircase that led straight to the sky emitted a faint hum.
The leader was a gaunt man, dressed in an old, faded Daoist robe. His face was aged, and his eyes were cloudy, as if he were about to die at any moment.
The old True Person Deng Yin.
The other person, with a gaunt face and deep eyes that seemed to contain the stars in the sky, and an ethereal and unpredictable aura, was none other than True Person Qianxin, who had dealt with Qi Yun in the Teapot Valley Yin Ruins.
Two Foundation Establishment Middle Stage True Person have arrived together!
"Teacher." Upon seeing the old True Person, Qi Yun immediately stepped aside, bowed slightly, and showed great respect.
Although he and the old True Person did not have a formal master-disciple relationship, he received guidance and protection from him for many years.
Calling him "teacher" is not an exaggeration.
"Hmm." The old True Person Deng Yin nodded slightly, his turbid gaze slowly sweeping across the platform, finally landing on the illusory figure of the Divine Silkworm Sect Daoist who was violently fluctuating and on high alert.
A mocking smile played at the corners of his lips, his voice hoarse yet carrying an all-knowing calm. "These filthy bastards really know how to hide."
Back then, it was the True Lord who personally took action to erase the lineage and traces of the Divine Silkworm Sect.
Unexpectedly, some remnant souls have managed to cling to life within these ruins, but like maggots in a sewer, they cannot bear the light.
Upon hearing this, True Person Qianxin clapped his hands and chuckled, his tone tinged with reminiscence. "Senior Brother Deng is absolutely right."
It was precisely because of the bizarre vitality and forbidden methods they displayed back then that it proved to be such a correct decision to completely wipe them out.
Those who managed to escape with only a wisp of their soul from the True Lord's grasp must not be allowed to live!
The two True Person spoke calmly, yet their words carried the weight of a final judgment.
It proclaims absolute power and an unquestionable outcome.
With the support of two Foundation Establishment True Person, Qi Yun immediately felt much more confident. He rolled up his sleeves and stood slightly behind the two True Person.
At this moment, he was acting as if "my boss has arrived."
All previous caution and fighting spirit have vanished.
All that remains is the composure of sitting back and watching the show unfold.
The Divine Silkworm Sect Daoist, who had previously boasted of possessing and infiltrating the Holy Sect, found his illusory figure, like a candle flickering in the wind, extremely difficult to maintain even under the terrifying pressure of the two Foundation Establishment True Person.
All his scheming, all his hatred, all his trump cards.
Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, everything else seems so pale and laughable.
The situation has completely reversed!
Seeing the arrival of two Foundation Establishment True Person, his own plans were completely exposed, leaving him with no room for maneuver.
The phantom of the Divine Silkworm Sect Daoist let out a mournful roar filled with eternal resentment and endless despair, "Since Heaven will not tolerate me..."
Then I will perish together with you all!
With a roar, his already illusory figure suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a towering, pale pillar of light.
The beam of light was not an attack, but rather acted as a fuse, forcefully activating all the power that the Divine Silkworm Sect ruins had accumulated over countless years, buried deep within the earth's veins and the void.
"Buzz!!!!!"
The entire ruins echoed with a mournful cry, overwhelmed by the weight of the situation!
The earth cracked and the sky twisted!
The next instant, a scene that sent chills down Qi Yun's spine appeared.
Countless dense, semi-transparent phantoms of divine silkworms, exuding an ancient Savage Wilderness aura, appeared out of thin air as if awakening from the slumbering river of time, filling every inch of the world in sight!
From the highest heavens to the deepest abyss, from the void to the right, to the fortress.
As far as the eye could see, there were only the shadows of the divine silkworms, their mouthparts opening and closing, slightly twisting.
They all raised their heads and emitted a cicada's cry that pierced the Divine Soul and shook the very rules of the world!
"Chirp--!!!"
"Chirp!!!"
"Chirp--!!!"
The cicadas' chirping was not chaotic, but rather a unified and vast chorus.
It seems to represent a grand melody of the beginning of heaven and earth, and the return of all things to their original state of stillness!
The sound waves, like a real tsunami, swept everything away!
The space trembled violently under the endless chirping of cicadas, emitting a sound like shattering glass, as if the rules themselves were being twisted and disintegrated.
A terrifying pressure, vast and immense, seemingly capable of incinerating stars and resetting the earth, fire, water, and wind, crushed down on the four people on the platform as if the sky were collapsing!
The pressure hadn't even truly arrived yet; the mere aftershocks were enough to make Qi Yun's expression grave.
His protective True Essence flickered violently, as if made of paper, and his robes fluttered wildly.
My whole body felt like a leaf in a storm, almost about to be blown away and crushed!
At this moment, the old True Person Deng Yin, who had been standing quietly in front, gently lifted his seemingly withered sleeve and casually waved it in front of Qi Yun.
A gentle yet incredibly firm force quietly spread, like a safe harbor being built amidst raging waves.
The overwhelming pressure that had been suffocating Qi Yun vanished instantly, like ice and snow melting, the moment it touched the area swept by that sleeve.
Qi Yun, relieved of the pressure, breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the apocalyptic scene outside with lingering fear, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Teacher, can this... withstand it?"
The old True Person stared at the destructive world filled with the endless chirping of cicadas and the phantom of the divine silkworm. A rare look of solemnity and strangeness appeared in his turbid eyes. He slowly shook his head, his voice still hoarse and calm. "This fellow knew that I had seen through all the Divine Silkworm Sect's backup plans and there was no room for luck. So he did not hesitate to sacrifice this ancient world and forcibly activated the final foundation left by the Divine Silkworm Sect back then."
This is a desperate method that involves incinerating an entire world and gathering the power of all things for a single strike.
He has already touched the edge of True Lord.
Such power—I, an old man—cannot withstand it.
"Huh?!" Qi Yun was taken aback upon hearing the voice, and his expression changed slightly.
Even the old True Person couldn't stop it?
Are we really going to delete all our accounts together?
Seeing this, True Person Qianxin chuckled lightly, his tone confident and composed. "Hehe, Senior Brother Deng, don't frighten the junior."
Kid, don't be afraid.
He looked up at the core of destruction that seemed poised to erupt at any moment and reduce everything to nothingness, his eyes sharp. "True Lord level methods."
Nature—that the True Lord will handle.
True Person Qianxin finished speaking...
Just as the countless phantoms of divine silkworms and the golden light that the entire ruins had transformed into reached their peak, like billions of suns exploding simultaneously, about to release the light and heat that would annihilate everything and reduce all things to nothingness in the final instant!
"Buzz----"
An indescribable, more magnificent, more majestic, and more undeniable wave, seemingly emanating from the very depths of the universe, descended from nowhere!
Immediately following, Qi Yun stared in utter shock.
An immense, boundless hand shattered the void and descended.
The palm was not made of flesh and blood, but was formed from endless Dao principles and runes. It looked simple and unadorned, and even somewhat blurry.
But the moment it appeared, it seemed to become the sole center of the entire universe!
Wherever it passed, the boiling space was forcibly calmed down, the sharp cicada chirps were instantly suppressed, and the destructive golden light seemed to have encountered its nemesis, flashing and retreating violently!
The large hand moved unhurriedly towards the destructive core that was about to erupt, a core that had gathered the power of an entire world.
Press down gently.
"Puff""
Like a punctured balloon.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no cataclysmic impact.
The terrifying destructive power that made both Foundation Establishment True Person feel solemn and Qi Yun feel as if the end of the world had come was extinguished by this casual pressure, like a small, teetering spark.
The countless phantom images of divine silkworms vanished like bubbles, the piercing cicada chirping abruptly ceased, and the destructive golden light receded like a tide, revealing the ruins once more.
That suffocating pressure from heaven and earth vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Everything was calm and peaceful.
It was as if the world had just been destroyed.
It was just a realistic illusion.
At the same time, a calm, indifferent voice, yet imbued with supreme authority, faintly echoed in the void, clearly penetrating the depths of everyone's mind. "Even a centipede, though dead, does not fall down."
Behave True Lord, you true sir.
After the sound faded, there was no further movement.
Everything returns to dust.