Three mighty fifth-level Great Luo Golden Immortals, who had stood firm in the heavens for thousands of years and dominated their respective domains, instantly froze in midair.
They slowly lowered their heads to see the smooth and clean sword slash marks on their necks. A moment later, dense purplish-gray chaotic sword aura invaded their bodies through the wounds, destroying their Dao foundations, obliterating their divine power, devouring their divine souls, and exterminating their origins.
Extreme fear, hatred, and disbelief enveloped the hearts of the three in an instant.
They had cultivated for ten thousand years, and had been undefeated in a hundred battles throughout their lives. They had never imagined that they would perish so easily, so silently, and so insignificantly.
The vicissitudes of fate and sharpness that had shone in Hao Yan’s eyes for thousands of years faded away, leaving only the fear and confusion that remained until his death, which dimmed all his vitality.
In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the three mighty creatures began to disintegrate and melt layer by layer, starting from their necks.
Turning into countless tiny golden spots, like three brief and brilliant golden meteor showers, they were completely swallowed by the gray sky, leaving no trace.
The three supreme elders, who represented the accumulated wisdom of the divine race for over ten thousand years and the supreme combat power of the entire heavens, were annihilated with a single slash of the sword.
The entire battlefield was plunged into complete silence.
The wind stopped, the spiritual energy died down, all sounds became silent, and the void solidified.
The remaining thousands of elite gods were pale-faced, trembling, and their legs went weak. Their divine weapons fell from their hands, but not a single person dared to move, speak, or even breathe.
Some people completely broke down, their knees buckled and they knelt in the air, their eyes filled only with deep fear and despair etched into their souls.
The majesty of the divine race that lasted for ten thousand years, the supremacy of the heavens that lasted for a thousand years, and the supreme glory that was passed down from generation to generation, were all shattered and collapsed at this moment.
In the distance, Gu Li’s body was stiff, his skin was ice cold, and his back was numb. His misty old eyes fell on the gray-robed figure standing in the twilight of the sky, and a great wave of emotion swept through his heart.
He had lived for tens of thousands of years, roamed countless heavens and earth, and had never seen such a terrifying, heaven-defying, and invincible cultivator.
With his cultivation of a level nine Golden Immortal alone, he single-handedly destroyed thousands of elite Da Luo warriors, finished off three level five Da Luo elders with a single slash of the sword, and wiped out half of the foundation of the Divine Race!
Such combat power had long surpassed the upper limit of the 22nd heaven, subverting the common understanding of cultivation that had existed for centuries.
The seemingly smart and profitable choice he had just made, now looked incredibly stupid.
By opposing such an invincible force and simply remaining silent, he and the entire Xuanming Ancient Clan had narrowly escaped death.
In the center of the battlefield, Hao Qiong stood in the void, his purple-gold divine robe shaking violently, and those golden divine patterns fluttering wildly and chaotically.
All the arrogance, calmness, and majesty of a thousand-year-old ruler on his face disappeared without a trace.
Instead, there is a sense of extreme fear and despair that is deep-rooted and originates from the depths of the Taoist heart.
The elite troops accumulated for thousands of years, the elders cultivated for thousands of years, and the solid foundation for thousands of years, were all overthrown and destroyed by one person in an instant.
“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!”
Haoqiong’s voice trembled fiercely for the first time, “Your cultivation is clearly only at the ninth rank of the Golden Immortal Realm!”
How could you possibly destroy a Great Luo Golden Immortal, finish off a Level Five Immortal, and annihilate my divine race army!
What are you actually?! What kind of scary creature are you?!
He roared and asked, delirious and confused. The pride that had been passed down to him for thousands of years had collapsed completely, leaving only endless fear and despair.
While holding the Dragon Slayer Sword, David’s gray robe fluttered in the wind. He stood tall and proud, his purple eyes as calm as ever, as if the destruction of half the power of the god race was just a casual flick of the wrist.
“Power has never been a shackle to combat power, let alone the upper limit of the Great Path.”
You have ruled this world for a thousand years, yet you are like a frog in a well, trapped in your own well, relying on stealing fragmented and little-known paths from other realms to declare yourself supreme. Of course, you cannot understand the true profundity of the Great Dao.
Before he finished speaking, David moved again.
Without a sound, in an instant he had covered a hundred feet and stood steadily less than three feet in front of Hao Qiong.
The gray-purple source of chaos flowed quietly around him, turning into a region of chaos full of absolute confinement and destruction, completely isolating the four directions, locking the void, and sealing life.
The remaining Divine Clan cultivators charged forward desperately.
But as soon as they approached the chaotic region, they were immediately blown away, torn apart, and annihilated by the invisible and intangible chaotic energy waves, leaving no trace of their bodies behind.
Touching it meant instant death; approaching too close meant instant destruction.
Golden divine blood once again spattered and fell from the sky, completely wiping out the last remaining fighting force of the Haotian God Clan.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the significance of the sword?
A: The sword, though appearing ordinary, holds profound power derived from the Great Dao of Chaos.
Q: How does David react to the attacks?
A: David remains calm and dismissive, viewing the powerful assaults as insignificant.
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