Just as Ming Xin's fatal strike—condensing more than half his power, carrying the will of judgment and slaughter, and sworn to kill Ancestral Witch Di Jiang—was about to touch Di Jiang's true Ancestral Witch body—
Buzz!
An indescribable power, transcending even the concept of time and space, suddenly enveloped the entire Wu Yao battlefield and spread throughout the Primordial World for hundreds of millions of miles!
Time seemed to be forcibly pinned down by an invisible hand, frozen in that instant.
Space became as viscous and solid as amber. Everything came to a standstill.
The roaring Ancestral Witches, the furious Demon Emperor, the splashing flesh and blood, the raging storms of energy, the drifting dust...
Everything, whether living beings or inanimate objects—their movements, their forms, even their thoughts—was forcibly frozen!
Only the Killing Intent and Calamity Power filling heaven and earth continued to churn soundlessly, proving that this was not a motionless image.
A vast, boundless, detached, and lofty supreme pressure, as though fused with the Heavenly Dao of the entire Primordial World, descended like spilled mercury—silent, yet irresistible!
Amid that absolute stillness, a vague figure slowly condensed and appeared in the sky.
He wore a simple Daoist robe, and his features were indistinct, as though they contained every principle in the world, yet also as though there was nothing there at all.
He merely stood there quietly, yet he seemed to be the center of the entire Primordial World, the source of Myriad Daos, the embodiment of all rules!
It was none other than Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who dwelled high within the Purple Cloud Palace and had merged with the Heavenly Dao!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun's gaze calmly swept over the frozen, brutal battlefield below, passing over the shocked and enraged yet immobilized leaders of the Wu Yao factions.
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