Chapter 482: If Ten Days Are Not Enough, Then How About a Hundred Days, a Thousand Days, Ten Thousand Days!

Chapter 482: If Ten Days Are Not Enough, What of a Hundred, a Thousand, Ten Thousand Days!

Zi Yuan Zu gazed at Qi Yuan, still feeling as if in a dream.

“That was a Root Demon Calamity!”

The terrifying Root Demon Calamity had been effortlessly resolved by Qi Yuan.

The profound implications contained within this were self-evident.

Did this not mean that…

Among the Great Principles of the Sixth Heaven, aside from the Sovereigns, who did not fear the Root Demon Calamity, viewing it as a venomous scorpion?

And if they were to learn that Qi Yuan could resolve the Root Demon Calamity, one could not imagine what would happen.

“How exactly did you resolve it?” Zi Yuan Zu asked, his heart filled with worry for Qi Yuan.

He feared that Qi Yuan had paid a great price.

Especially… having devoured the Root Demon itself?

This was truly terrifying.

According to ancient records, the Root Demon was an especially fearsome creature.

Not only did it exist in this world, but it also existed in other universes.

Even the Sovereigns appeared particularly insignificant in the eyes of the Root Demon.

“I simply drew my sword, used my innate divine ability, and devoured it directly,” Qi Yuan shrugged. “Don’t worry, there was no danger.”

Qi Yuan never did anything without certainty.

His brow could discern good fortune from calamity.

When devouring the Root Demon, his right brow did not twitch, and combined with other considerations, he proceeded to devour it.

When formulating the grand plan to banish the Great Sun into the masterless universe, Qi Yuan had naturally employed this superpower of his, only acting after confirming no disaster would occur.

He would never place Jin Si Que and Ning Tao in harm’s way.

As for the Great Sun encountering some fortuitous opportunity in that universe… that was wishful thinking.

Zi Yuan Zu gave Qi Yuan a deep look, then, struck by a thought, spoke: “Having exposed the existence of the Gate of Principles, you must be wary of those Sovereigns.”

Zi Yuan Zu’s concern was not unfounded.

The Gate of Principles was enough to stir the desires of the Sovereigns.

The Sovereigns were still alive, and as long as they lived, they had desires.

If a Sovereign were to make a move, could Qi Yuan withstand it?

“However, they likely dare not act against you now, for they do not know what happened to the Great Sun.

Do not tell anyone what you did to the Great Sun, not even me.

The abilities of the Sovereigns are too bizarre and unfathomable; any information that spills into this world might be captured by them.”

Zi Yuan Zu cautioned.

Having survived this Root Demon Calamity, his strength had ascended to a higher level.

But the stronger he grew, the more he understood the terror of the Sovereigns.

The Sixth Heaven of the Immortal Realm had no future.

The Yang Spirit Second Layer was the limit of the Sixth Heaven, but not the limit of the Sovereigns.

The Sovereigns were only at the Yang Spirit Second Layer because the Sixth Heaven could only produce cultivators of that level.

Unless the Sixth Heaven expanded into a Seventh Heaven, or even a Ninth Heaven, could the Sovereigns break through their shackles and step into the Yang Spirit Third Layer.

Otherwise… there was no other way.

“Rest assured, I have a plan,” Qi Yuan shrugged.

Qi Yuan was well aware that the Sovereigns of the Sixth Heaven were likely watching him in silence.

If given the chance, they would not hesitate to strike him with a thunderous blow.

But the fate of the Great Sun made them wary and hesitant.

Qi Yuan spoke calmly: “The Abyss Lord dared to use Root Demon Blood on you, to provoke someone under my protection… it seems he has forgotten his place.”

Zi Yuan Zu sighed: “He has gone to the Tai Huang Palace.”

Sheng Wu Ming, knowing that Qi Yuan had emerged from the Gate of Principles, had headed to the Tai Huang Palace without hesitation.

He had not even moved the Black Demon Abyss.

To Sheng Wu Ming, the entire Black Demon Abyss was less important than a single fingernail of his.

“Tai Huang Palace?” Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, a flash of sharpness passing through them. “Perfect timing. It’s time to pay a visit to the Tai Huang Palace and settle the accounts of all these years!”

“You… are going to the Tai Huang Palace?” Zi Yuan Zu fell silent upon hearing this.

If it had been before, he might have tried to dissuade him.

After all, even though the Great Sun’s true body had vanished, the stellar projections of the Star Realm remained, and the Tai Huang Palace still possessed formidable combat power, enough to make the Sovereigns cautious.

But having witnessed Qi Yuan’s myriad wonders today,

He knew that his own level of insight was insufficient to offer Qi Yuan advice.

It was like a prodigy on Blue Star who, in his sophomore year of high school, was admitted to the Chinese Academy of Sciences’ gifted class, while his parents, who had spent their lives toiling in the fields, advised him to continue his third year of high school.

Everyone has their own strengths; in matters of learning, such parents are certainly inferior to their child, and the advice they give may be unsatisfactory.

Zi Yuan Zu would not offer such advice.

He would lay out the Tai Huang Palace’s combat strength before Qi Yuan, urging him to be cautious.

…

Within the Assembly of Principles.

Two mysterious figures lurked, their faces obscured.

On their bodies, faint, indescribable lines twisted, like colossal, grotesque monsters.

“He… has gone to the Tai Huang Palace,” one Sovereign spoke. The hand that emerged from behind him brushed through the air, snapping the twisted lines on his body, which shattered into fragments.

“Strange. How did Zi Yuan Zu survive the Root Demon Calamity?” another Sovereign spoke. Behind him stood the Immeasurable Mountain.

That mountain was too majestic and heavy; it had once buried a Great Principle and caused true stars to fall, their star remains plunging into the mountain ravines.

“There are too many mysteries about him. Could he truly be an outsider?” the elder murmured, as if deep in thought.

Countless information factors surged into his mind at that moment.

“If he is an outsider and seeks trouble with the Tai Huang Palace, he will surely die.

His enemy is not the Tai Huang Palace, but… the Will of the Immortal Dao!” the Sovereign’s voice was distant, as if spanning the ages.

In this realm, if the Great Principles were still pawns, then the Sovereigns who comprehended the Supreme Principles were the players.

They had long since undergone a deep fusion with the Will of the Immortal Dao.

Ten Sun Celestial Venerable, when not at the Great Principle level, was a being from beyond the realm.

“Too many dark clouds—the outcome of this battle is unclear, unclear.”

“What are his trump cards, his hidden moves, after all?”

On this day, in the Sixth Heaven, countless eyes fixed upon that figure in Purple Fate Heaven.

They wished to see the result of this battle.

They also wished to see how strong Ten Sun Celestial Venerable truly was.

If he were weak…

Under the gaze of countless eyes, a majestic figure in blood-colored armor swept across the Sixth Heaven.

At last, he halted outside the resplendent and towering Taihuang Palace.

In one hand, he held the Human Sovereign Banner, summoning billions of heroic spirits.

The banner was too tattered and ancient, stained with ominous blood, as if it had witnessed epochs and survived world-ending wars.

In the other hand, he gripped an eerie blood sword—its crimson so uncanny, as if it gathered the darkest sins from the hearts of all beings across past, present, and future.

The eerie blood sword pierced the void, its sword light illuminating all heavens.

The golden-lustered Taihuang Palace seemed drenched in blood, grim and terrifying.

An unmatched pressure made Taihuang Palace, this eternal sacred ground, tremble, and the Yang Gods shiver with fear.

“He… is here!” an old man said, his gums trembling.

“Finally here!” a younger cultivator exclaimed with excitement.

Within Taihuang Palace, the dormant beings began to awaken one by one.

Across the myriad worlds, countless eyes watched this battle.

The figure in blood-colored armor stepped forward, heaven and earth quaking, clouds scattering, as if traversing the ages.

“In today’s battle, I shall raze Taihuang!”

His voice was sharp and unbridled, without any concealment.

It was as if he had come from hell, reaping the souls of endless beings.

“Ten Sun Celestial Venerable, if you retreat today, you still have a sliver of hope to survive.” The speaker was a weathered old man, none other than the Banner Master.

Qi Yuan’s hand trembled, the Human Sovereign Banner unmatched, billions of spirits roaring: “Banner Master, why not return to your place?”

These words carried a bone-deep killing intent, a naked humiliation.

A flicker of shame passed through the Banner Master’s eyes.

Beside him, Saint Wuming also gazed at Qi Yuan with a deep expression.

He, too, had not expected that the Root Demon Calamity would be resolved by the Blood Robe.

The Root Demon… seemed to be an existence even more terrifying than the Will of Immortal Dao.

It existed not only in the Sixth Heaven but also had legends in other universes.

“Why must it be so?”

A sigh came through, desolate and regretful.

Within Taihuang Palace, the Great Principle of the second tier, Zongtian Celestial Venerable, appeared, his form ethereal, as if not of this world.

“Three Great Principles with offensive Creation Treasures? No, two—is this all Taihuang Palace has?” Qi Yuan’s voice was cold, carrying a hint of disdain.

Within Taihuang Palace, all Yang Gods and cultivators who heard this voice were enraged.

“How dare you!”

“Such audacity!”

In the Sixth Heaven, many Yang Gods were perplexed.

They had no idea where Qi Yuan’s confidence came from.

Within Moon Goddess Palace, Moonhua Celestial Venerable’s expression was deep: “Whether he wins or loses… both are calamities.”

Within White Dragon Abyss, the White Dragon Abyss Lord’s gaze was greedy: “I truly wish to bear his child, then grow old.”

The figure in blood-colored armor, holding a banner in one hand and a sword in the other, stood alone, blocking the eternal Taihuang Palace.

This scene was enough to be recorded in history.

“It seems this battle cannot be avoided.”

Within Taihuang Palace, the only one who had comprehended the supreme principle, Tai Ri Celestial Venerable, stepped forth.

The aura on him was not yet strong, merely at the peak of Principle.

But with each step, his aura suddenly surged, rising wildly.

“With my power, forge the Great Sun!” Zongtian Celestial Venerable shouted.

Five-colored light flowed from his body, pouring into Tai Ri Celestial Venerable.

The Banner Master, Abyss Lord, and True Origin Celestial Venerable and other Great Principles all shouted, their immortal power madly pouring into Tai Ri Celestial Venerable.

“This… is to artificially create a Supreme Venerable?”

“Not enough, far from enough, but this… strength is nearly invincible below the Supreme Venerable!”

“These are four Great Principles, not ordinary ones!”

Streams of immortal power fell from the sky, like startling sun rainbows, pouring into Tai Ri Celestial Venerable.

Tai Ri’s originally stalwart frame became even more majestic.

He seemed to shed his mortal shell, his expression turning cold, and his representative color became a great sun.

Tai Ri’s aura rose to a terrifying level; every move he made could startle the Great Principles of the second tier.

Such strength was enough to earn the attention of a Supreme Venerable.

Even Qi Yuan felt a great threat.

At this moment, Tai Ri seemed like a different person.

From bones to soul, he had completely transformed, as if a foreign life had been rekindled within his body.

This scene surprised some Yang Gods and made the Supreme Venerables thoughtful.

“Majestic Great Sun, forge my true body!”

The new Tai Ri Celestial Venerable shouted.

At that moment, the star realm shook, and a terrifying phantom of a great sun descended from the sky, falling into Taihuang Palace and pouring into Tai Ri Celestial Venerable’s body.

Tai Ri Celestial Venerable’s aura surged sharply.

This surge was even greater than the immortal power poured in by the four Great Principles!

“The Great Sun casting—he… is a vessel!” a Great Principle exclaimed in surprise.

“He is a vessel cultivated by the Great Sun Supreme Venerable!” another Great Principle said, shocked.

The starry realm's stellar projection cannot be cast save by its original master,

Yet the Sun God has flawlessly inherited the Great Sun Sovereign's stellar projection.

What does this signify?

It signifies that he is a vessel forged by the Great Sun from his own flesh.

A vessel that can comprehend the supreme truth—how can this not stir the heart?

"The Ten Suns Celestial Lord is doomed; the current Sun God, infinitely close to the Sovereign, even comparable to him, lacks the Great Principle's Engraving—he will surely die!" a Great Principle declared.

"As expected of a Sovereign, with many contingencies—this time, the Ten Suns Celestial Lord is bound to lose!"

Yet more Great Principles and Sovereigns remained silent, awaiting the battle's outcome.

The Great Sun's stellar infusion elevated the Sun God's aura to a terrifying degree.

Now, stepping forth from the Grand Solar Palace, he resembled a true deity.

The Great Sun's radiance illuminated the heavens; all beings in the Sixth Heaven could behold that blazing, dazzling light.

"Ten Suns Celestial Lord, how will you fight me?"

The Sun God struck, his expression cold.

A terrifying aura tore through everything; the void shattered, and beams of light cascaded down, each seeming capable of annihilating a Yang God.

Qi Yuan's countenance was stern; he felt immense pressure.

With a single sword stroke, the aggressive creation treasure, the Human Sovereign Banner, also unfurled abruptly.

He faced the Sun God's attack in his strongest form.

Yet that terrifying aura was too overwhelming, too domineering.

Qi Yuan faced a powerhouse of this caliber for the first time, an attack so brutally unmatched.

It was as if only that single Great Sun remained in heaven and earth.

The Human Sovereign Banner trembled; the blood-colored sword let out a long cry.

Even in his full-strength stance, Qi Yuan felt his body on the verge of shattering from this blow.

"Is this the power of a Sovereign?" Qi Yuan's eyes were calm, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He had not been injured for a long time.

Yet, in his clash with the Sun God, the first strike wounded him.

If he faced the Great Sun directly, how vast would the gap be in their exchange?

Against a powerhouse like the Banner Master, he could fight easily, forcing the Banner Master back step by step.

But against the Sun God, one strike left him wounded.

"A firefly dares to vie with the sun and moon?" the Sun God said coldly. "Do you know what kind of existence stands before you?"

The Sun God's soul had been replaced; his voice was even more acerbic and icy.

"You face not merely a Great Principle, but also... the Will of Immortal Dao!" "You are not fighting me; you are fighting the Will of Immortal Dao that represents the Sixth Heaven!"

"How can a cultivator reverse the tide and battle the Will of Immortal Dao?"

"In this battle, you are doomed to lose!"

If ordinary Great Principles are an unconscious union with the Will of Immortal Dao to forge the Great Principle's Engraving,

Sovereigns are a conscious fusion with the Will of Immortal Dao, able to borrow part of its power.

At this moment, the Sun God's might was overwhelming; the Great Sun's radiance shone across past and future, as if it were the sole eternal, unique Great Sun.

All Yang Gods were moved, their minds shaken.

They had witnessed the Banner Master's battle with Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan had suppressed the Banner Master.

But now, this mighty Qi Yuan seemed no match for even a single exchange with the Sun God.

Was this the power of a Sovereign?

"Who gave you the confidence to challenge the Grand Solar Palace?"

"The four thousand Yang Gods of the peak Three Thousand Realms?"

"Or the ten stellar projections of the Ten Suns in the Sky?"

"Ten Suns in the Sky, the heavens stirred—quite the commotion!"

"Little do you know, the sky has no two suns; mere ten suns dare to usurp the Great Sun's throne?"

"The unique Great Sun alone is the true sun—numbers... are useless!"

The Sun God spoke indifferently, his voice cutting.

He looked at Qi Yuan as if gazing upon a dead man.

Against a powerhouse of the second tier of Great Principles, Qi Yuan could teleport and hide in the Celestial Abyss at any time.

But in combat with an existence like this, Qi Yuan had no chance to teleport away.

Thus, the death sentence was sealed.

The surrounding Great Principles harbored the same thought.

Zi Yuan Ancestor's face also bore a worried expression.

He knew Qi Yuan could create miracles.

Yet, in the face of an absolute disparity in power, could miracles still exist?

Zi Yuan Xiaolu was anxious at heart, watching the fragmented images presented by Zi Yuan Ancestor in the sky, deeply concerned.

Zi Yuan Daxue's expression was complex; she gazed at that solitary figure: "If you kill the Great Sun, I'll be your concubine!"

At this moment, Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes. Though at a disadvantage, his expression remained calm.

He looked at the Sun God, a gleam of exhilaration flashing in his eyes.

"Is this the power of a Sovereign?"

"Or rather, the power infinitely close to a Sovereign?"

"Truly terrifying—a mere Zifu cultivator like me can hardly overcome it!"

"But... I am not merely a Zifu cultivator; I am also a Yuandan cultivator, a Stellar Golden Core!"

"Ten suns not enough?"

"Then what about a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand suns?"

His voice was cold, spreading in all directions.

For some reason, all cultivators who heard Qi Yuan's voice felt their hearts tremble involuntarily at that moment.

As if something momentous was about to occur.

In the Principle Assembly, the two dormant Sovereigns also involuntarily changed expressions, as if sensing something.

Zi Yuanzu squinted, his expression profound, and involuntarily looked toward the Star Realm, toward those ten suns.

Ice Sword crouched on the ground, a flicker of surprise in his eyes: "Why... does it feel a bit hot?"

Had he laid too many ice eggs, letting the cold air escape?

At this moment, as Qi Yuan's voice fell, countless gazes involuntarily turned toward the Star Realm.

The Star Realm was vast and deep, filled with a sky of stars.

The Star Realm was also the highest point of the Six Heavens, even higher than the Nine Heavens.

It was said that when the Nine Heavens were opened, cultivators standing on the Nine Heavens could grasp the star projections of the Star Realm, thus turning illusion into reality and seeing the future.

At this moment, within the solemn and profound Star Realm, suddenly... the Star Realm trembled.

All the Yang Gods sensed it, and even those Yin Gods who reflected the myriad realms through the Yang Gods felt their minds shaken.

Because their star projections trembled at this moment.

In the vast and profound Star Realm, it seemed as if some great terror was brewing.

Even the originally indifferent expression of the Great Sun Heavenly Venerable showed astonishment.

How familiar this scene was.

Back then, when ten suns hung in the sky, raising their thrones high, the Star Realm trembled, and all Yang Gods sensed it.

Today, the Star Realm trembled again.

And the intensity of this tremor was how many times greater than the last?

More than ten times? A hundred times?

"This... I seem to see a great sun rising slowly!" a Great Principle trembled.

"No, I have a star projection, yet I feel a sense of insignificance!"

"This... does the Ten Sun Heavenly Venerable have other star projections?"

"Ten suns are not his limit; could it be twelve... twenty?" a Yang God boldly guessed.

With each additional star projection, the Ten Sun Heavenly Venerable's strength would increase by a fraction!

If the Ten Sun Heavenly Venerable had ten more, this battle...

However, before they could guess, a scene that shocked all beings in the myriad realms occurred at this moment.

"This..."

"This..."

Light!

Endless light!

Red light!

In the pitch-black Star Realm, the light of countless star projections was dyed red at this moment.

In the boundless Star Realm, an indescribably enormous star projection appeared.

Magnificent and splendid!

It chilled all Yang Gods to the bone.

"How could there be such a vast star projection?"

"Is this still a star?"

All cultivators were stunned, or rather, unable to accept it.

This suddenly appearing blood-red star projection was too enormous.

Ordinary star projections before it were like grains of rice or fireflies.

They were not on the same scale at all.

Even the mighty Great Principle, who could easily devour a realm, showed a terrified expression before this terrifying star projection.

A Supreme Venerable could hold a star in one hand and scatter dozens of stars with a palm.

But those were ordinary stars.

This blood-red star was far too large, too frightening.

"This is my largest stellar core!"

The blood-red light shone on Qi Yuan, making him appear especially eerie.

"It's called a Red Supergiant!"

This Red Supergiant might have only a few dozen times the mass of the Blue Star's sun, but its volume... was a hundred billion times!

This star had consumed over a thousand divine techniques before being captured by Ning Tao and the Canary.

Big is strong, big is beautiful!

The first to descend into the Star Realm was none other than the behemoth Red Supergiant.

The Great Sun Heavenly Venerable's expression was stern: "Big does not mean everything!"

This star projection was indeed terrifying, but was it still within his acceptable range?

"Do you think... such a large star projection... I only have this one?"

Qi Yuan spoke, his voice calm.

But to the ears of the Yang God Heavenly Venerables, it was like a thunderclap.

Could it be... was it possible...?

All Yang Gods' teeth chattered.

Such a star projection was already beyond imagination, and there were more?

"Sorry, you guessed right—I only have one this big!"

Red Supergiants were rare and hard to come by; so far, Qi Yuan had only managed to condense one into a stellar core.

The other Yang God Heavenly Venerables breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

One was already terrifying enough; if there were more... unimaginable.

If Qi Yuan did not fall in this battle, such a huge star projection hanging in the Star Realm would make all other Yang Gods fearful.

Too big.

However, they had sighed in relief too soon.

"I indeed only have one this big, but... small ones... I have many!"

"Stellar cores, appear!"

"Reflect the myriad realms!"

With Qi Yuan's voice, the vast Star Realm suddenly went pitch black for an instant.

As if all the starlight had been stolen away.

Countless Yang Gods trembled once more, their hearts chilled with fear.

For this familiar sensation was even more terrifying and intense than the appearance of the super red giant just now.

All eyes turned to the pitch-black star realm.

Dark, boundless, not a single glimmer of light!

In an instant!

Day broke!

Countless stars rose one after another, filling the sky.

A vast and mighty spectacle!

It was not one sun, nor two, nor even a hundred, nor a thousand!

Ten thousand rays of light, golden wheels ascending; the star realm darkened, sun and moon sank.

The gods bowed their heads toward the red sun; the Milky Way stirred waves, lifting Mount Kunlun!

A single glance revealed no end in sight!

This was tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of star projections spanning the heavens.

“Is this… enough?”

“Heaven has no two suns—but what of ten thousand suns?”

Qi Yuan, clad in blood-red armor, seemed to bear the star realm on his back; tens of thousands of star projections shimmered, blazing across the sky.

He was like a true god, with stars merely ornaments on his armor.

The other star projections, before these tens of thousands of stellar golden cores, grew dim and insignificant.

Countless starlight gathered upon him alone; in that moment, he was unmatched in power.

This was the true shaking of the myriad heavens!

Countless eyes fixed on Qi Yuan, their pupils trembling.

“What Ten Sun Celestial Venerable… this is… Ten Thousand Suns… Supreme Venerable!”

Ten suns could still be called a Celestial Venerable, but this was ten thousand suns!

In the star realm of the myriad heavens, those tens of thousands of radiant star projections moved everyone to awe.

Even the Supreme Venerable could not have imagined that all these star projections belonged to a single person!

It was beyond belief, more shocking than the appearance of the Gate of Supreme Truth.

“All the stars in the sky, gather upon me!”

“Radiant brilliance, shine forever through the nine heavens!”

At Qi Yuan’s voice, countless star projections merged into him.

One after another, bright daylight descended from the star realm, falling upon Qi Yuan’s body.

In an instant, the aura on Qi Yuan surged wildly.

Vast, unmatched, profound—beyond description.

“Now, do I have the right to covet the Great Sun’s throne?”

“Greatness is beauty, multitude is strength!”

“Behold my stellar golden cores—give me… seize!”

With Qi Yuan’s roar, a terrifyingly immense giant hand reached for the Great Sun.

In the star realm, tens of thousands of stellar golden cores, like so many star lords, hurtled down toward the projection of the Great Sun star.

“Kill!”

This strike had nothing to do with supreme truth!

This strike revealed the beauty of raw power!

No matter how mighty the rules, no matter how fearsome the supreme truths, they were all torn apart by this unmatched force.

The Great Sun’s terrifying body, comparable in combat power to a Supreme Venerable, seemed utterly insignificant under this blow.

Crack.

In the star realm, the Great Sun star showed fissures.

From the Great Sun’s body, countless rays of light burst forth.

“In these six heavens, I am the one and only Great Sun!”

Boom!

The Great Sun star shattered!

The throne of the sole Great Sun was extinguished, then reignited.

The Great Sun’s body crumbled, his formerly cold expression vanished.

He reverted to the Great Sun he once was.

“How can this be…” He was dazed.

“Die!” Qi Yuan struck again with overbearing force, and this time, he aimed directly at the Banner Master.

The Banner Master’s expression shifted violently.

His body trembled, his face tense, and he gritted his teeth, saying, “I have the Engraving of the Great Supreme Truth—I will not die!”

But that strike was utterly unreasonable; its overwhelming momentum, even against the Engraving of the Great Supreme Truth fused with the will of the Immortal Dao, left cracks upon it.

One strike, and the Banner Master fell.

The myriad heavens were shocked.

This was a Great Supreme Truth of the second tier, protected by the Engraving of the Great Supreme Truth.

Under the operation of the Immortal Dao’s will, even a Supreme Venerable could not slay him.

And yet… Qi Yuan had butchered him with ease?

Those Great Supreme Truths now looked at Qi Yuan with fear in their eyes.

Even the Supreme Venerable, at this moment, showed a glint of wariness in his gaze.

This was a Great Supreme Truth of the second tier—though his offensive creation treasure had long been taken by Qi Yuan, he was still the overlord of these six heavens.

But Qi Yuan gave them no time to think; his gaze fell upon Saint Wuming.

“In the past, Ancestor Ziyuan thrice begged you for my sake; today, I shall slay you in three strikes!”

His vast form, bearing unmatched radiance, struck out.

“First strike, destroy the body!”

With one palm, the Lord of the Black Abyss’s body shattered.

“Second strike, destroy the soul!”

With the second palm strike, the soul of the Black Abyss Lord was extinguished.

"The third strike, severing the Mark of the Great Principle!"

The third strike fell, and the Mark of the Great Principle, engraved upon the will of the Immortal Dao... shattered.

All heavens... were shaken!

(End of this chapter)