194: Chapter 194 Silent Fear

In an instant, the world underwent a sudden change.

The entire deep cavern seemed to have been swept clean of all sound in the world by some indescribable, great power.

Time had not stopped, nor had space stagnated. Everything continued to move and flow along its established trajectory, just as always.

The Mad Blood Prince's fist, condensed with monstrous blood-red Qi, was still hurtling forward, wrapped in the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The extremely violent blood-red Qi storm around his body continued to tear at the Void Realm wherever the eye could see, pulling out countless thread-like black cracks that were shocking to behold.

The giant waves surging in the blood pool were still roaring and churning.

The rubble peeling off from the cave ceiling was still falling toward the ground, following the pull of gravity.

However—

Between heaven and earth, there was no longer a shred of sound.

Every single sound had vanished into nothingness.

The sonic boom of the Mad Blood Prince's fist tearing through the air had vanished. The whistling of the blood-red Qi storm had vanished. The roaring of the blood pool's giant waves had vanished. The impact sound of the rubble hitting the ground had vanished.

Even their own heartbeats, breathing, and the sound of blood rushing through their Meridians... had all vanished without a trace!

The entire deep underground world had fallen into an absolute, suffocating, and extremely eerie silence.

This sudden deprivation of senses, this bizarre experience they had never encountered before, made one feel a bone-chilling cold and fear rising from the deepest depths of the Soul, far more than any earth-shattering loud noise!

It was an indescribable sense of oppression, as if the entire world were being firmly clenched in the palm of an invisible giant hand.

"This... this is...!?"

The expressions of the Four Princes changed drastically at the same moment!

They were not ordinary people without experience. They were powerhouses who had lived for endless years, weathered countless storms, and stood at the Peak of this world.

They had seen too many unfathomable Divine Abilities and secret techniques, and had experienced too many dangerous moments of life-and-death combat.

Yet at this moment, for the first time, they felt an emotion called "fear."

Because they realized immediately that this was not some simple sound-insulation Spell, nor was it some ordinary means of Restriction!

The Mad Blood Prince discovered with horror that he could clearly feel his vocal cords vibrating, his throat roaring, and the Qi in his lungs rushing out, yet he could not emit a single sound.

That feeling was as if his voice, the moment it reached the exit, was completely erased by some irresistible force.

The Succubus Prince attempted to unleash her prized alluring voice, the power of Law she had spent thousands of years to Cultivate, which had once caused countless powerhouses to succumb.

Yet at this moment, she discovered with terror that those sound waves containing the power of Law vanished into nothingness the moment they left her lips, as if they had never existed.

It was as if they had been stripped of the "rule" to produce and hear sound!

This was not a Spell.

This was not a Divine Ability.

This was the "Dao"!

It was Words Become Law, an absolute suppression at the level of rules!

It was a Domain that only those legendary existences standing at the Peak of the world could touch!

Who? Who exactly did this?

The Four Princes' horrified gazes simultaneously refocused on the figure sitting upright on the bone throne.

Su Changge still maintained that lazy and casual posture, as if nothing had just happened, and this anomaly between heaven and earth had nothing to do with him.

He even raised a hand.

That hand was slender and fair, with distinct knuckles, and his fingertips were tapping gently and rhythmically on the armrest of the bone throne.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Each tap did not produce any sound. The moment his fingertips touched the bone, there should have been a crisp tapping sound, but at this moment, it was deathly silent.

But eerily, in the minds of the Four Princes, a dull "thump," "thump," "thump" sound emerged automatically.

That sound did not seem like tapping on an armrest.

It was more like the funeral bell of the Grim Reaper, knocking on their Souls!

Knocking on their hearts that had long been undisturbed for ten thousand years and had weathered countless storms!

Each sound made their hearts contract violently.

Each sound made their Souls tremble.

Beside the blood pool, the Old Priest kneeling on the ground no longer had the previous terror and anxiety in his eyes, only endless fanaticism and piety remained.

Divine Might!

This was the King's Divine Might!

Words Become Law, all Spells extinguished!

This was the power that a true King should possess!

The Old Priest's body trembled, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground, and what welled up in his heart was an indescribable excitement and awe. He had lived for so many years, and finally, finally he had witnessed the legendary power with his own eyes!

And in the center of the blood pool, the Mad Blood Prince, who had originally been aggressive and about to throw a punch, now had his movements frozen in mid-air in a ridiculously comical manner.

On his face, which had always been unruly and had never known what fear was, an expression called "fear" appeared for the first time.

Pea-sized cold sweat seeped from his temples and slid slowly down his well-defined cheeks. The sweat was bone-chillingly cold, as if it were not seeping from his body, but a chill rising from the Nine Nether Hell.

His raised foot felt as heavy as a thousand jun, unable to take even a fraction of a step forward.

A monstrous wave surged in his heart; a thought he dared not believe, and even refused to believe, sprouted crazily, spreading like weeds, unable to be contained.

This... what exactly is this power?

This terrifying power that directly alters the rules of heaven and earth and Words Become Law, could it... could it really be the "Domain of Silencing" from legend, which only existences like the Ancestor could master?

No, impossible!

The Ancestor has disappeared for endless years; how could anyone in this world still be able to master that level of power?

But, how should all this before his eyes be explained?