A terrifying pressure far beyond what this realm could endure poured out from the array like a substantial tsunami.
The sky instantly darkened, the sun and moon lost their light, only the teleportation array swallowing destructive radiance.
“Boom!”
A massive roar seemed to come from ancient times. From the teleportation array, first a foot stepped out. That boot was made from some primordial beast hide, with natural dao patterns flowing on it.
Just this one step caused the ground below to collapse several zhang in a crash. If not for Wan Jianxing’s aura protecting them, Chen Ping and the others would have long turned to ash.
Then, a giant clad in dark black dragon-patterned armour slowly descended.
His figure was not particularly tall, yet he seemed like the centre of the entire universe. Around him swirled a phenomenon composed of countless scenes of stars exploding.
He did not deliberately emit any aura, but his mere existence made all things wither and all dao submit.
“Greetings, Guardian Heavenly Venerable!”
Led by the Great Elder, all the surviving cultivators trembled with excitement and knelt down in unison, as if paying homage to a deity.
The Guardian Heavenly Venerable’s gaze was indifferent, sweeping over the people below like they were a group of ants.
His voice was low, yet it echoed in the depths of every soul:
“Who dares to violate the heavenly might of my Evil Dao Hall?”
The voice carried no emotion at all, yet it shook Ling Xi, Chen Ping and the others’ divine souls violently. They spat out a mouthful of blood directly. Merely the voice had already caused them severe injuries!
The Great Elder suppressed his fear and excitement, pointed at Wan Jianxing and shouted fiercely: “Heavenly Venerable! It is this person who slaughtered our disciples and despised the upper realm. He deserves ten thousand deaths!”
The Guardian Heavenly Venerable’s gaze fell on Wan Jianxing. That gaze was enough to plunge a major world into chaos.
However, Wan Jianxing remained expressionless. He did not even look at the Heavenly Venerable, merely saying faintly:
“Noisy.”
Before the words finished, the sword in his hand drew again.
This sword had no earth-shattering light, no momentum tearing through space. It was even so fast that people could not detect if it had ever existed.
Time and space seemed erased in this moment.
Everyone only felt a blur before their eyes, their minds blanking briefly.
When they came back to their senses, they saw the Guardian Heavenly Venerable who had just descended in the sky, swallowing the universe with his aura, frozen in place.
In his indifferent eyes, emotion appeared for the first time: extreme bewilderment and disbelief.
The next moment, under countless gazes of utter horror, the Guardian Heavenly Venerable’s seemingly immortal body, along with the star-exploding phenomenon around him, turned into the finest dust from the head down, scattering into nothingness like a sand sculpture blown by the wind.
Even the massive teleportation array behind him extinguished silently like a candle in the wind.
Silence.
Dead silence.
The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, even the previous pervasive bloody scent seemed thoroughly purified.
Theηε on the Great Elder’s face completely froze, turning into endless fear and absurdity.
The Guardian Heavenly Venerable he relied on, the supreme existence from the Evil Dao Hall… was insta-killed?
Wan Jianxing slowly sheathed his sword, his gaze finally landing on the Great Elder properly.
“Any more?”
The Great Elder opened his mouth, but could not utter a single word.
The Third Hall Master, at this moment, had wet his pants, scared to the point of urinating.
He originally thought the Great Elder could summon a powerhouse from a higher world, but now, it was still insta-killed the same way.
The person before him was really too strong, too strong…
“Mercy, Senior, mercy! I was forced by the Evil Dao Hall. I had no choice but to act against Chen Ping.”
The Third Hall Master knelt down and crawled to Wan Jianxing’s feet!
Although the Third Hall Master did not know Wan Jianxing’s identity, he knew Wan Jianxing was with Chen Ping’s group.
Wan Jianxing looked at the Third Hall Master with disgust, then gave a wry smile: “You should not call me Senior. You should call me Ancestor…”
“Ancestor?” The Third Hall Master was stunned, his face full of confusion.
The Fourth Hall Master Ling Xi also had a face full of puzzlement, not understanding why Wan Jianxing said that.
“This is the creator of your Divine Hall, the first Hall Master of the Divine Hall!”
Chen Ping spoke up to introduce.
