486: A myriad of blessings bestowed upon the spirit of the tower.

Shen Yuanmo sat cross-legged atop the Reincarnation Millstone, his black hair fluttering without wind, his gaze deep and calm.

Facing what might be the greatest Opportunity since his arrival in the Canglan Realm, he did not show any ecstasy or excitement.

With a slight movement of his Divine Thought, Shen Yuanmo uttered only a single word.

"Proceed."

A single word—calm and indifferent.

Yet it contained a supreme confidence that could swallow the Universe and encompass all things.

The ancient will of the Pagoda Spirit let out a long sigh of admiration.

In the next instant, the Pagoda Spirit activated the supreme authority of the Tongtian Pagoda!

...Above Tongtian City.

The atmosphere became increasingly subtle and absurd.

The nine war-vessels of the Zixiao Holy Land remained suspended there, radiating a sky-toppling killing intent.

But this killing intent now felt like a one-man show with no audience to applaud.

Awkward.

Extremely awkward.

"Seventy-fifth floor... My goodness, he's still climbing!"

"Zixiao Holy Land's move... they've truly kicked a steel plate this time!"

"The Holy Lord personally challenged him, but he didn't even pay attention, focusing entirely on climbing the Tongtian Pagoda. This insult is ten thousand times stronger than a direct slap to the face!"

"Shh! Lower your voice, do you want to be crushed by the Saint Lord's Divine Thought?"

"What's there to fear! The Law doesn't punish the masses! Besides, look at those old monsters from the Divine Dynasties and Holy Lands—aren't they also just watching the show?"

The gazes of countless Cultivators swept back and forth between the Zixiao army in the sky, who were caught in a dilemma,

And the light dot on the Tongtian Pagoda's light screen that had already soared to the seventy-fifth floor.

This scene caused Zixiao Holy Land to lose all face.

The Zixiao Holy Lord's Divine Thought was like ten-thousand-year-old ice, deathly locked onto the Tongtian Pagoda.

He had already made up his mind; even if it took a year or half a year, he would wait for that brat to come out.

However, right at that moment.

A sudden change occurred!

Buzz—!!!

Without any warning!

The mysterious yellow Tongtian Pagoda, which had stood between heaven and earth for untold ages, suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly brilliant divine light.

The light did not come from a single point, but began lighting up layer by layer from the first floor of the base.

One!

Ten!

Thirty!

Fifty!

Seventy!

...The speed was unimaginably fast!

Under the horrified gaze of hundreds of millions of Cultivators, the entire Tongtian Pagoda, from bottom to top,

Completely transformed into a pillar of glazed light that pierced through heaven and earth within a few short breaths.

The pillar of light was transparent throughout, and inside, it seemed as if hundreds of millions of stars were being born and dying, and infinite Daos were evolving.

"What is that?!"

"What happened to the Tongtian Pagoda?!"

Before the cries of surprise could fade, an even more terrifying sight appeared.

Above the firmament, the star map of Laws that had manifested due to the Pagoda Spirit's awakening began to spin frantically at this moment.

The heavy earthy yellow of the Law of Gravity!

The endless sharp edge condensed from the Law of the Sword!

The blurred purple smoke woven by the Law of the Illusory Heart!

The vicissitudes of the long river flowing with the Law of Time!

...Thousands of Laws representing the Origin of heaven and earth were no longer illusory dao rhymes at this moment.

They transformed into substantial, visible colored torrents.

In the next moment, all flows returned to the source!

Those thousands of Law torrents, like tired birds returning to the forest or swallows throwing themselves into a bosom, reversed their direction.

In a posture of pilgrimage, they all poured into the top of that glazed pillar of light.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth trembled, and the ten thousand Daos chimed in unison.

Within Tongtian City, all Cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level or the Dao they practiced,

Horrifically discovered at this moment that the magic power within their bodies and the Daos they had painstakingly refined were being forcibly drawn by a supreme power.

They were trembling and humming, as if they were about to leave their bodies to pay homage to that divine pagoda.

"My Dao of Fire! I can't control it!"

An Old Ancestor who practiced fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques was covered in flames, but his face was full of terror.

"My Sword Heart! My Sword Heart is going to shatter!"

A Sword Cultivator's face was pale; his natal immortal sword was vibrating frantically within his storage ring, trying to break out of its scabbard.

Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Swaths of Cultivators could no longer stand.

That did not originate from pressure, but from a suppression of life level and the root of the Dao.

They involuntarily knelt down, prostrating themselves toward the direction of the Tongtian Pagoda, trembling... Tongtian Pagoda, Seventy-fifth floor, Reincarnation Realm.

The ancient will of the Pagoda Spirit had transformed into a huge invisible vortex, hovering over Shen Yuanmo's head.

It forcibly extracted all the Law Origins that the Tongtian Pagoda had accumulated, precipitated, and evolved over hundreds of millions of years since its birth.

Those Law torrents, which were enough to instantly blow apart any Mahayana Saint Lord, passed through that vortex and underwent a mysterious transformation.

They turned into pure Great Dao divine charms, performing an unprecedented Empowerment of Ten Thousand Daos upon Shen Yuanmo.

Shen Yuanmo's Physical Body, his Chaos Dao Body, emitted thunderous booms at this moment.

Every cell was cheering and jumping for joy.

And within his Dantian Sea of Qi, that chaos dao embryo, which looked exactly like him,

Let out a thirsty roar that seemed to originate from the Grandmist of the beginning.

It suddenly opened its mouth!

Facing the Law torrent that was enough to blow apart a Mahayana Saint Lord, the chaos dao embryo did not hesitate in the slightest, swallowing it all.

Gulping!

Frantic gulping!

As a massive amount of Law Origin flooded in, new divine runes on the surface of the chaos dao embryo

Were frantically condensing, sketching, and taking shape at a visible speed.

Shen Yuanmo's aura began to skyrocket at this moment in a way that defied common sense and overturned perception.

Late Dao Integration Stage!

Peak of the Late Dao Integration Stage!

The Bottleneck of the Great Perfection of Dao Conjoining was as thin as a cicada's wing before that majestic Law torrent.

Boom!

An invisible shackle was easily broken through.

Shen Yuanmo easily made a Breakthrough to the Great Perfection of Dao Conjoining!

But this was only the beginning... Outside the pagoda.

Deep within the Imperial Pole Hall of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, that Old Imperial Uncle could no longer sit still.

He and the old monsters from the Yaoguang Holy Land and other major forces manifested in the Void Realm simultaneously.

They stared blankly at the world-ending spectacle of ten thousand Laws returning to a single pagoda.

"What is... the Tongtian Pagoda doing?" A Woman in Palace Attire, the owner of the Star Plucking Tower, spoke with a trembling voice.

"It's not just doing something..."

The muscles on the wrinkled face of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty's Old Imperial Uncle twitched uncontrollably.

His throat bobbed, and every word he spoke carried endless horror and bitterness.

"It... it is bestowing!"

"The Tongtian Pagoda is bestowing all the Law Origins it has accumulated over hundreds of millions of years to the person inside!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several Half-step Mahayana experts and even true Mahayana giants nearby all looked horrified.

The way they looked at that glazed pillar of light completely changed.

From shock, it turned into terror!

High in the sky, within the nine warships.

Everyone from the Zixiao Holy Land had already been scared out of their wits by this world-destroying scene.

In the main vessel, the Zixiao Holy Lord's ice-cold will deathly perceived that terrifying aura rapidly gestating within the pagoda.

Shen Yuanmo's terrifying aura caused even him, a Mahayana Saint Lord who ruled a Holy Land and looked down upon all living beings, to feel a tremor from the depths of his Divine Soul.

For the first time, a crack appeared in his Dao Heart, which was as hard as divine iron.

The emotion of fear, like a maggot on a bone, frantically sprouted and spread, instantly replacing all his killing intent and anger.

An absurd yet incredibly real thought exploded frantically in his mind.

Just what kind of existence had he provoked?

Just what kind of monster was the Zixiao Holy Land about to face?

He suddenly remembered the bloody commentary from the Tianji Tower.

—Invincible, there will surely be a disaster of annihilation.

So, this was the true meaning of the disaster of annihilation?

As the Zixiao Holy Lord stared at that glazed divine pagoda that was frantically swallowing the ten thousand Daos, his cold will felt despair for the first time.

He knew that he and the entire Zixiao Holy Land no longer had a way out.

Because the aura of the being inside the pagoda was still rising, and it was far from over.