168: Chapter 168 After the Miracle! Everyone Prostrated in Awe!

The mountain was gone.

Just moments ago, it had still been standing here, the mountain revered by the entire Blood Rock Tribe as an immortal Holy Land.

Just like that, under the gaze of all living beings, it evaporated into thin air.

In its place, only a colossal, boundless depression remained.

The outline of the depression was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting light so clearly that the edges even mirrored the eerie blood moon in the sky. There was not a single trace of fractured earth or stone; it was like a work of art polished by a celestial craftsman using stars as whetstones over countless eons.

Deep within the depression lay dark soil that had been buried in the earth's veins for unknown eons, and a cold, damp vapor belonging to the Origin of the earth was rising from it in wisps.

The entire hundred-foot-tall majestic mountain had been gouged out from this world by an invisible hand!

Every trace of its existence had been completely erased.

For all the Black-robed People who witnessed this scene, their Divine Soul and their will completely froze at this moment, then crumbled inch by inch.

The ancient and cruel perception of the world that they relied upon for survival had been ground into the most insignificant dust by a mighty power that could neither be understood nor resisted.

What kind of terrifying power was this?

Moving mountains and filling seas? No!

The tribe's oldest sacrificial texts recorded that those gods and demons who walked during the primordial era could, in a fit of rage, shatter mountains and rivers with their fists or split the earth with their feet.

But that would inevitably involve the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting, the roaring of Law, and the ultimate collision of power and matter, stirring up dust that would cover the sun and destructive shockwaves that would annihilate all things.

It was absolutely not like this!

Silent. Soundless. Traceless.

This was not destruction; it was not annihilation.

This was a complete deprivation of the very concept of "existence" from the root of the "Dao"!

This was no longer a Divine Ability, but authority!

It was the authority to govern the Laws of heaven and earth, where Words Become Law, and thoughts become reality—the authority of creation and destruction that only the supreme existences of legend, who opened up the heavens and the earth, could possibly possess!

Just at the moment when the last trace of the concept of that Blood Rock Holy Land was completely erased from the world.

Su Changge felt a shiver in his mind; he keenly sensed that the power sealing the Void Realm and restraining all Laws had already melted away.

The time limit for the "Words Become Law · Fix" special effect had expired!

The wind was no longer still. The Origin Qi between heaven and earth began to surge once again.

The blood-colored dust that had been forcibly frozen in the air by the Law finally regained its destiny to fall, drifting down with a rustling sound.

The bodies of all the Black-robed People also broke free from the restraint, regaining control over their Physical Body.

Su Changge's heartstrings, which had just relaxed slightly due to the success of the special effect, tightened once again.

His fingertips, hidden in his sleeves, had already gathered the final power of his Divine Ability, ready at any moment to trigger his next life-saving trump card, one that would exhaust all his reserves.

Even if the price was the exhaustion of his Divine Soul and damage to his Foundation, it was far better than dying and vanishing here.

However, the violent onslaught he had anticipated, one capable of tearing the heavens asunder, did not descend.

This blood-colored wasteland remained shrouded in a heart-palpitating dead silence.

None of the Black-robed People who had regained their freedom dared to move.

They just stood there stiffly like Soul-less stone statues, the bloodthirsty and cruel light in their scarlet pupils having long since faded, leaving only a deathly gray emptiness that reflected the huge, smooth crater in the distance.

Their Divine Soul seemed to have been completely drawn out of their bodies by the miracle-like scene just now.

One breath. Two breaths. Three breaths.

"Thump!" A dull sound of a body hitting the ground tore through the frozen silence.

The one who made the sound was none other than the leader of the Black-robed People.

His sturdy body, as burly as a mountain, suddenly went weak at the knees without warning, and he smashed heavily onto the hard, blood-colored frozen earth, kicking up a cloud of dust.

This kneeling was like a silent decree.

"Thump!" "Thump! Thump!" The sound of kneeling, one after another, rang out densely like a sudden rainstorm.

All the remaining Black-robed People, without any hesitation or struggle, chose the same method and knelt on the ground in unison.

Their movements carried a kind of primal and devout piety from the depths of their Soul, uniform to the extreme.

But this was just the beginning.

After kneeling, led by the leader, all the Black-robed People bent their proud upper bodies deeply, deeply down.

Until their foreheads struck the cold, hard ground heavily, imprinting themselves upon it.

Prostrating completely.

This was the highest etiquette their tribe used only when facing totems or sacrificing to gods.

Their bodies trembled violently due to the uncontrollable fear originating from their life's Origin, and the overwhelming awe that had broken through their rational defenses.

Every muscle and every bone was wailing.

"Wu... la... ka... gu..." Bursts of ancient, obscure syllables intermittently emanated from beneath their prostrate bodies.

This was a language Su Changge had never heard before; the tone was awkward and full of a primal rhythm, not like mortal speech, but more like an ancient prayer offered to the gods.

Su Changge did not need to understand the meaning of these syllables.

Because, the moment they began to pray, torrents of thoughts named "worship" and "awe," vast beyond imagination and extremely pure, turned into a bursting river and sea, crazily scouring his System panel.

【Received worship emotion points + 10000 from unknown creatures!】

【Received awe emotion points + 12000 from unknown creatures!】

【Received...】

The cold notification sounds, at this moment in his mind, transformed into the most beautiful music, frantically refreshing.

The reserve of emotion points that had been almost completely drained by "Finger of Annihilation" was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, even surpassing its previous Peak.

Su Changge's gaze swept over the Black-robed People who were prostrate before him, not daring to even lift their heads in the slightest.

The dead, cold chill that had occupied his heart finally melted away with the influx of this torrent of faith.

He knew. This gamble, with his life as the stake, he had won. Won completely.

Just at this moment, the leading Black-robed Person, while still maintaining the humble posture of prostration, made a new movement.

One of his hands left the ground, and with an extremely slow and devout posture, he trembled as he reached into his chest lapel.

Su Changge's heartstrings, which had just relaxed, tightened once again.

A faint light flashed deep in his eyes. Under this extreme awe and submission, what exactly did he intend to do with this action?