This wasn’t the first time he had met David.
He knew this alien cultivator who had wiped out his own son, conquered four continents, and repeatedly thwarted the plans of the gods.
At that time, David, despite having extraordinary combat power and unparalleled talent, was still only able to fight, control, or besiege.
However, David who was standing in front of him now had undergone a complete transformation and was no longer a human.
There were no earth-shaking spiritual power waves around him, no domineering pressure. He stood calm and still like the wind, yet he possessed an incomparably ancient abyss aura.
On the surface, it appeared calm and serene, but within it lay boundless undercurrents capable of devouring the entire sky, destroying all laws, and toppling the universe. This was a level of absolute oppression that far surpassed the Great Luo Golden Immortal dimension, once the primordial chaos had been perfectly unified and the Dao foundation and divine soul had been completely transformed.
Yue Wuhen, who was standing at the side, suddenly contracted his silver-white pupils and trembled slightly.
He had led the Silver Moon Clan for tens of thousands of years, witnessing all the powerful figures in the heavens and the rise and fall of the Great Path. His mind had long been as calm as still water, without any waves or ripples. Even when facing Jin Wuyai and Xing Wuji, who were at the peak of the same level, he was always calm and collected, and knew when to advance and retreat.
Yet today, for the first time, he felt the extreme oppression and instinctive fear that emerged from the depths of his soul from a Golden Immortal cultivator.
This oppression was not caused by differences in spiritual power levels, but rather a comprehensive destructive force originating from the origin of the Great Dao, the level of life, and the structure of the heavens as a whole.
Like ants gazing at the vast sky, or humans observing gods and devils, it evoked an endless sense of helplessness and humility from the bottom of one’s heart, making it impossible for even thoughts of resistance to arise.
Xing Wuji was always calm and patient, never showing his emotions. He spent most of his time hiding among the stars and the Dao, quietly observing the changes in the heavens and hiding his own sharpness.
At that moment, his body, which was shrouded in dark blue starlight, was already slightly tense, the star patterns covering his eyes trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented seriousness, alertness, and panic.
The three supreme patriarchs of the three god races and three Great Luo Golden Immortals at the peak of the third rank, ancient and mighty beings, had roamed the Seven Star Heavens for tens of thousands of years. Together, they can suppress a region and overthrow an area.
However, today, a single Golden Immortal cultivator had silenced the entire scene into complete silence, leaving everyone trembling and unable to move.
On the eerily silent battlefield, Jin Wuyai was the first to suppress the tremendous shock in his heart, forcefully stabilizing his chaotic blood and qi, and his hoarse and cold voice broke the silence.
Every word seemed to come from a tight throat and a pent-up heart, carrying immense hatred and anger.
“David! You’re alone, with just a Golden Immortal cultivation, yet you dare try to stop tens of thousands of elite Divine Race experts from our three great families and three peak experts?”
“Do you really think that you can shake the ancient foundations and boundless resources of my divine race with your power alone?”
Facing Jin Wuyai’s firm questions and strong pressure, David’s expression remained unchanged and his gaze unwavering. Her purple eyes were as indifferent as frost and as cold as the moon, without showing any ripples or fluctuations from beginning to end.
He was too lazy to even open his mouth to argue or engage in verbal disputes.
Faced with an absolute power imbalance, all questions, threats, confidence, and resources become futile, useless, and ridiculous.
David stood tall and straight, his gray robe hanging quietly, his surroundings filled with energy, and all laws seemed to submit to him.
He slowly lifted his feet and stepped towards the empty space in front of him.
This step was without the sound of crashing waves, without the vibration of spiritual energy, without any strange phenomena in the world. This step was gentle and calm, without sound or trace, but contained the supreme Daoist charm of returning to unity from chaos, all paths bowing, and all heavens surrendering.
With a single step, the remaining flames of war, aftershocks of spiritual energy, and chaotic law currents in the vast sky were all crushed into ashes and completely dissolved by the invisible power of chaos.
The intersecting auras of gods and devils, shattered space cracks, and the lingering, devastating power of slaughter vanished instantly, like the morning mist meeting the blazing sun or the remaining snow meeting a blazing fire.
The vast empty expanse instantly became clear, pure, and spotless.
The Dragon Slayer Sword hovered half a foot in front of David, the blade shaking slightly. A clear and melodious dragon roar resounded softly, and a gray-purple ancient sword light flowed slowly along the blade like mercury, permeating his entire body.
Every beam of sword light was condensed to the extreme, extremely pure, and extremely domineering, without the slightest exaggeration, possessing an unparalleled sharpness that could not be broken by any law and could repel all evil.
In this world, he was the only one who stood with his sword, towering above the sky and ruling all directions.
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Q: What is the main character’s state at the beginning of the chapter?
A: The character is severely injured and facing imminent death.
Q: What significant event alters the course of the chapter?
A: A powerful, ancient, grey force appears and neutralizes a deadly attack.
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