As David put his hands together in a mudra, an ear-splitting roar resounded throughout the world!
It was not an explosion, but rather like the sound of creation at the beginning of the world, the sound of chaos ripping apart, coming from the deepest part of the universe, carrying the ancient will of creation, shaking the souls of all living beings within a radius of a thousand miles.
Centered on him, the space within a hundred mile radius began to distort and undergo a violent reconstruction.
The void was like dough being kneaded by an invisible hand, with countless shocking cracks appearing. From these cracks emerged a hazy and chaotic energy current, which was the most fundamental primordial energy of heaven and earth, containing the supreme mystery of the birth and death of all things.
This chaotic energy was completely different from the gray-white reincarnation energy. This energy was as thick as lead and mercury, as thick as thick slurry, and made a roaring sound like a rushing river as it flowed.
Wherever those air currents passed, time seemed to slow down, light distorted and vanished, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a chaotic and apocalyptic mist.
All the Evil Path Temple cultivators who were touched by the chaotic energy felt fear emanating from their life force. Their power was quickly dissipated and destroyed.
The reincarnation energy melted like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, and the demonic energy of the Lower Nine Realms evaporated like boiling water poured on snow. All sorts of soul power, death energy, evil sorcery all energy systems that were not of the right path became as fragile as castles on the shore before this chaotic energy flow.
“Oh no! Back away quickly!”
The withered old demon let out a scream that was not a human scream, and its shriveled body suddenly exploded, turning into billions of tiny white bone fragments, each carrying a trace of soul remnant, which scattered in all directions.
This was his forbidden technique for self-defense, “Thousand Incarnations of White Bones,” which required a hundred years of cultivation to eliminate each clone, but he didn’t care about that anymore now.
Blood Sea Ancestor acted more decisively, directly exploding half of his own body, turning into a dark red blood mist with a diameter of a hundred feet.
Blood mist roiled, from which came the wails of countless vengeful spirits. He had used his own blood essence and the vengeful spirits he had accumulated over the years to unleash the forbidden blood escape technique “Blood Ocean Raging Escape,” and instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a trace of foul-smelling blood in the void.
However, cultivators with lower cultivation levels and slower reactions were not as lucky.
Thousands of Soul Hunters were the first to be affected. The soul shields formed from reincarnation energy in their bodies began to peel and dissolve the moment they came into contact with the chaotic energy.
Beneath the armor, their flesh withered and rotted at a palpable rate, eventually turning into wisps of whitish-gray dust that drifted away in the wind. Many didn’t even have time to scream before their existence was completely erased from the world.
The disciples of the Nine Nether Palace suffered the same thing. The Nine Nether Demonic Qi they cultivated was inherently inclined towards yin and evil, and was naturally incompatible with chaotic energy.
Many disciples instantly died when their demonic energy was stripped away, their yin and yang collided, their meridians ruptured, and they bled from all seven orifices of their bodies.
Even worse, due to the side effects of the technique, the person’s entire body was engulfed in strange black flames from the inside out, and burned to charcoal in just a few breaths.
The heretical cultivators and small sect cultivators in the allied forces suffered even greater casualties. They lacked systematic inheritance and their cultivation techniques were chaotic and disorganized, making it difficult for them to maintain basic protective true essence under the impact of such chaotic energy.
In an instant, the battlefield was filled with screams of agony, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and severed limbs fell like raindrops.
With just one attack, the Evil Path Palace coalition suffered nearly 30% losses!
Five or six thousand cultivators died on the spot, and the rest were all injured, their spirits completely collapsing.
“What kind of power is this?!”
For the first time, an expression of undisguised horror appeared in Xue Youming’s pitch-black pupils.
The demonic energy of the surrounding Underworld surged violently under the impact of the chaotic airflow, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the demonic energy shield that was originally as solid as iron.
He could clearly feel that the foundation of his Nine Nether Demon Art, which he had painstakingly cultivated for tens of thousands of years, was starting to shake from the impact of this force!
This is amazing!
He had roamed the twelve heavens for tens of thousands of years in the Bloody Lower Realm. What storms and waves had he never seen?
Even when he fought to the death against a fourth-rank Immortal, he had never felt his foundation shaken like this.
This chaotic energy seemed capable of fundamentally damaging his Dao foundation!
FAQ Novel
Q: What new ability does David use in this chapter?
A: David utilizes a powerful technique called “Chaos world creation.”
Q: How does David’s new ability impact the battlefield?
A: It forcibly changes the rules, causing non-Chaos system energies to disintegrate and positive powers to strengthen.
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