366: One battle slaying hundreds of millions of Dao Lords

Lin Yuan raised his right hand. With five fingers spread, his palm faced the torrential flood of destruction.

There was no roar, no Dharma seal, only two words, calm enough to freeze one's marrow:

"Return to Ruin."

Hum—!!!

A "point" with an indescribable color, seemingly the embodiment of the Universe's end, appeared before his palm. It was tiny, yet it radiated an absolute silence that instantly solidified the space of the entire Lanyu Basin and threw the flow of time into Chaos!

Chaos Dao method: End of Myriad Dao triggered.

The flood that destroyed everything, the moment it touched this "point," caused a scene that froze the Souls of all the attackers:

The sky-burning flames were extinguished silently, turning into sparks that annihilated.

The sword light that tore through space crumbled inch by inch, returning to nothingness.

The roaring undead, like erased phantoms, instantly dissipated.

The ferocious energy beams of the war cannons collided with an absolute barrier and dissipated silently.

The sky-covering giant beasts froze in their charging posture, their massive bodies weathering and scattering like sand sculptures from the point of contact...

No explosion, no roar, only an annihilation where all things ended and returned to eternal silence!

End of Myriad Dao! Below the Saint Realm, all power not of the Chaos system is forcibly annihilated! Lin Yuan's supreme Dao fruit, with its ten thousand units of power, pushed the might of this passive Dao method to the extreme!

With just one lift of his hand, one thought, the destructive flood, which gathered the power of millions of Supreme Dao Lords and countless legions, was completely erased like light falling into a black hole! Not even a ripple was stirred!

Time fell into deathly silence once again. A silence more thorough and despairing than before.

The twisted greed on the faces of all the attacking Dao Lords instantly turned into boundless horror and dullness. The power they were proud of, the Great Dao they had cultivated their whole lives, was as fragile as a child's toy before that black-robed figure!

Lin Yuan's gaze, like a cold searchlight, swept across the faces twisted with fear below.

"You, who disturbed my territory, coveted fortune, and slaughtered the lives of the Primal Plane..." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly branded onto the Soul of every survivor. "Today, with your blood, I will cast the unbreakable Foundation of my Star Alliance and establish the iron law of my 903 Divine Domain—those who offend my Primal Plane, even if strong, must be slaughtered! Even if far, they must be executed!"

The moment his voice fell, Lin Yuan's figure disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared above a war fortress of the Lava Imperial Dynasty.

"Creation."

His right hand formed a sword finger and swiped down gently.

Supreme Dao method · Chaos Creation Slash!

A sword light of indescribable color slashed out. Within the sword light, which contained 150,000 units of power, Grandmist opened to evolve stars and continents, but its core was a guixu origin point that devoured everything! Life and death revolved; Creation was annihilation!

As the sword light fell, the lava fortress, comparable in size to a star, along with the hundreds of thousands of Dao Lords and countless war Puppets inside, were like Impurities thrown into a Creation furnace—instantly decomposed, annihilated, and turned into the most primitive energy particles, swallowed by the guixu origin point within the sword light! Only a "scar" of absolute nothingness remained in its place!

Lin Yuan's figure disappeared again.

He appeared within the fleet of the Star Remains Empire.

"Return to Origin."

His left hand pressed down into the void.

Supreme Dao method · Myriad Dao Returning to Origin Seal!

A massive Chaos vortex, woven from billions of Great Dao runes, appeared out of thin air, enveloping the entire fleet. The vortex spun, and the terrifying power of returning to origin erupted! The sturdy armor of the Star Remains warships was torn and decomposed like paper; the mechanical lifeform Dao Lords inside let out silent wails. Their mechanical bodies, energy cores, and even their Soul data streams were forcibly stripped, decomposed, and reduced to the most basic Great Dao fragments, swallowed by the vortex like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!

Lin Yuan was like a Reaper walking outside of time; every flash was accompanied by the complete disappearance of a powerful force or a group of top Dao Lords. His attacks were simple, direct, and efficient to the extreme—no frills, only the purest suppression at the level of rules.

"No! He is a devil! Run!"

"Spare us! Lord Lin Yuan! We are willing to surrender!"

"Go quickly! Leave the 903 Divine Domain! Never come back!"

Fear spread like a plague. The aggressive other-plane Dao Lords now only had the instinct to flee for their lives. Forget about the Primordial Purple Qi or plane missions; they were thrown to the back of their minds. They only wanted to escape this slaughterhouse, escape that figure who was like a Chaos Demon God!

Lin Yuan did not chase the stragglers. His Divine Thought locked onto the targets with the strongest Aura and highest organization, as well as those insidious ones trying to sneakily approach that strand of fake Primordial Purple Qi.

A Supreme Dao Lord hiding in the shadows, trying to reap the benefits, was pointed at by Lin Yuan from afar; the space pocket he hid in, along with his true form, was instantly swallowed by the guixu origin point.

A team of three Supreme Dao Lords proficient in joint attack Formations tried to set up a Formation to trap Lin Yuan for an instant, but their Formation Foundation was directly decomposed by the Myriad Dao Returning to Origin Seal, their Dao fruits shattered, and their Divine Souls annihilated.

Several Supreme Dao Lords from the "Nirvana Abyss" who were skilled in Soul sneak attacks had their Soul screams touch the Chaos mist around Lin Yuan, only to be countered by the End of Myriad Dao, their own Souls silently annihilated...

The slaughter lasted for a whole day.

When Lin Yuan's figure finally stopped beside the strand of fake Primordial Purple Qi, the entire Lanyu Basin had turned into a deathly silent ruin. Space was filled with huge cracks and voids, and time turbulence was visible everywhere. The once densely packed other-plane powerhouses and legions had disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a drop of blood or a piece of debris, as if they had been completely erased by an invisible giant hand.

Only the terrifying energy aftermath remaining in the air, not yet fully calmed, and that bone-deep dao rhyme of destruction silently told of everything that had just happened.

At the edge of the basin, some scattered Dao Lords who had lucky enough not to be locked on by Lin Yuan, or who had fled early, were now collapsed in the Void Realm, their faces pale as paper, their Divine Souls trembling violently. Their gaze toward the black-robed figure in the center of the basin was filled with boundless fear, like ants looking up at a god of destruction.

Lin Yuan reached out and took all hundreds of millions of storage items into his body, while also retrieving the strand of fake Primordial Purple Qi. His cold gaze swept across the survivors, as well as the countless gazes peering into this place through secret techniques from further away. His voice, like ten thousand years of cold ice, resounded throughout the Universe:

"This is a warning."

"The million-light-year territory of Chaos Origin City is designated as a restricted zone. Trespassers will die."

"The 903 Divine Domain is not a place for you to act recklessly. If there is any more slaughter of Primal Plane lives, or obstruction of the Star Alliance..."

He paused slightly, and the terrifying killing intent that had just slaughtered countless powerhouses permeated again, freezing the Souls of all those peeping.

"This shall be the example!"

As his voice fell, Lin Yuan's figure dissipated silently, as if he had never appeared. Only the Lanyu Basin, which had completely turned into a death restricted zone, and the name "Lin Yuan," which was enough to chill the hearts of the Dao Lords of all worlds, spread crazily in the 903 Divine Domain and even wider planes.

The goal was achieved. After this battle, at least until the restrictions on the Hunyuan Realm were lifted, no other-plane Dao Lord would dare to easily step into the restricted zone designated by Lin Yuan. They would even be wary of the entire Primal Plane faction and think twice before acting.

Lin Yuan used the bloodiest and most domineering method to win precious, undisturbed development time for Chaos Origin City and the entire Primal Plane camp. And his unfathomable strength was like a heavy mountain pressing on the hearts of all other-plane invaders.

In the Dao Palace, Lin Yuan's figure reappeared. He sensed the surging chaos origin seed and Dao fruit within his body, which were slightly active due to this slaughter, and cast his gaze into the depths of the Divine Domain.

"Slaughter... is also a form of Cultivation for me. With the fall of hundreds of millions of Dao Lords, the Slaughter Supremacy authority has brought my slaughter value directly to over a trillion! It can speed up the construction of my territory!" He muttered to himself, the Chaos sea surging in his eyes, as if he saw the countdown to the hundred-year period. The battle for the Hongmeng Origin World was the true ultimate battlefield. Before that, he needed to be stronger!