499: The power of rules shattered the true immortal's shadow with a single punch.

The moment that Mottled Stone Stele rose, the entire world changed.

In the sky above, the blurry Immortal shadow gradually became clear. It had no face, no physical form, just a collection of light and shadow.

But when it appeared, all the Laws of this heaven and earth were wailing and retreating.

As if subjects had encountered their monarch, slaves had seen their Dominator.

The wind stopped.

The clouds dispersed.

Light was distorted, sound was devoured.

The entire world fell into an eerie dead silence, with only that Immortal shadow becoming the sole existence between heaven and earth.

"Immortal... Immortal Might..."

In the distance, the Old Imperial Uncle of the Tianyan Divine Dynasty, this Mahayana Saint Lord who had witnessed great storms and waves.

At this moment, his Divine Thought was trembling violently, almost unable to maintain observation.

It wasn't about the strength of power, but an absolute suppression of life levels.

Just like Mortals looking up at Cultivators, they were two completely different dimensions.

The Cultivators present, regardless of their cultivation level.

At this moment, the Spiritual Qi within their bodies, the Great Dao they Cultivated, all became sluggish and unfamiliar.

As if they had become rootless water, ready to collapse at any moment.

This was the power of immortal dao rules.

It was forcibly overwriting and erasing all Mortal Laws of this world.

"Haha... hahahaha!!"

Ancestor Lei Xing, feeling this supreme aura, a sickly fanaticism surged on his despairing face.

"See! This is the true foundation of my Zixiao Holy Land! The True Immortal Power left by the Founder!"

He pointed at Shen Yuanmo like a madman, his voice hoarse and shrill.

"No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than a True Immortal? No matter how domineering your Dao is, can it be more domineering than immortal dao rules?!"

"Before Immortal Might, you are an ant! Today, you will surely die!!"

Ancestor Zi Yun also had tears streaming down his aged face as he looked at that Immortal shadow.

As if seeing the only salvation of the Holy Land, his face was full of piety and tragic heroism.

Behind him, the tens of thousands of surviving Disciples of the Zixiao Holy Land, after experiencing ultimate despair, also saw a glimmer of hope at this moment.

They knelt down one after another, kowtowing frantically toward that Immortal shadow, shouting "Founder's manifestation" from their mouths.

However, as the sole target of the Immortal shadow, Shen Yuanmo's reaction exceeded everyone's expectations.

He showed no panic, no fear, not even solemnity.

He just stood there quietly, closing his eyes.

That Immortal Dao rule power, enough to rewrite heaven and earth, surged like a tide, washing over his body.

Shen Yuanmo's Chaos Great Dao encountered a force it could not assimilate for the first time.

The Chaos Great Dao was not shattered, but was firmly suppressed within three inches of his body surface, unable to mobilize any trace of the external world's Laws.

Shen Yuanmo was isolated from this world.

"What is he doing? Waiting to die?"

"Under Immortal Might, all resistance is futile!"

Seeing this, Ancestor Lei Xing laughed even more wildly.

But he didn't know that within Shen Yuanmo's Sea of Consciousness.

A deduction beyond anyone's imagination was frantically proceeding at billions of times per breath.

"immortal dao rules... so that's it."

"It's not a real Immortal descending, just a True Immortal Power sealed within the stone stele."

"Containing part of the True Immortal's rule power, able to temporarily and on a small scale rewrite the Laws of heaven and earth."

Shen Yuanmo's Golden Finger, Heaven-Defying Comprehension, was pushed to its extreme at this moment.

The moment that Immortal shadow appeared, he had already discerned its essence.

Powerful, without a doubt.

Even surpassing the scope of Mahayana.

But it had no wisdom, no flexibility, only executing pre-set commands to kill all intruders.

Like a precise killing machine, its program was perfect, its power unmatched, but ultimately just a program.

"Since it's a dead object..."

Shen Yuanmo's expression was calm, a profound meaning flashing in his eyes.

"Then there are loopholes that can be exploited."

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

In those deep eyes, there was no trace of suppressed defeat, instead lighting up with a light that saw through everything.

And at this very moment, the Immortal shadow in the sky seemed to have completed its lock.

It slowly raised its hand, a finger condensed from pure Immortal light, aimed at Shen Yuanmo below.

There was no earth-shattering imposing manner, but everyone who saw this finger.

No matter who, a thought arose in their hearts.

Cannot dodge.

Cannot block.

"It's over!" Ancestor Lei Xing roared wildly.

But at the moment the Immortal shadow pointed down, Shen Yuanmo moved.

He did not summon any Magic Treasure, nor did he perform any Divine Ability.

He just raised his hand, gently clenched it toward the Void Realm.

"Chaos Domain, open."

Hum—!

Centered on Shen Yuanmo, a Domain only three feet in radius silently expanded.

Within this Chaos Domain, Shen Yuanmo's Chaos Great Dao became active again.

The Immortal shadow's certain-kill finger pointed into this Chaos Domain.

No explosion, no annihilation.

That Immortal light finger, enough to erase a Saint Lord, the moment it entered the Domain.

The supreme Immortal Dao rule power it contained was like sinking into a quagmire.

The immortal dao rules were frantically bombarding this Chaos Domain that should not have appeared.

And the Chaos Domain was frantically assimilating this external high-level energy.

The two fell into an eerie stalemate and internal consumption.

"This... how is this possible?!"

The wild laughter on Ancestor Lei Xing's face instantly froze.

He watched helplessly as that finger, enough to determine the universe, was actually blocked by the other party in a way he completely could not understand!

"Not just blocking..."

Ancestor Zi Yun beside him, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw something deeper, his voice trembling.

"He's... analyzing! He's consuming the power of Immortal Might, analyzing the immortal dao rules!!"

Madman!

This man was a complete madman!

"Not bad nourishment."

Shen Yuanmo's voice sounded calmly, as if evaluating a dish.

The Yuan Character General Outline in his Sea of Consciousness, under the impact and stimulation of immortal dao rules.

Emitted unprecedented light, completing the puzzle pieces toward a higher level.

"You...!"

Ancestor Lei Xing was so angry he nearly spat out old blood, frantically urging his Origin, trying to increase the output of Immortal Might.

However, Shen Yuanmo was no longer prepared to give them any more chances.

"The game should end."

As his words fell, that dark and ancient great evolution immortal slaying sword quietly appeared in his hand.

This time, he did not look at Lei Xing, nor at Ziyun.

His gaze fell on that Mottled Stone Stele floating in mid-air, the energy source of the Immortal shadow.

"What do you want to do!"

An extreme unease rose in Ancestor Lei Xing's heart.

Shen Yuanmo did not answer.

He just raised the sword.

"Dao Slash."

One sword swung out.

No sword light, no Sword Qi, only a gray sword mark that could not be captured by vision, flashing past.

This sword did not slash the stone stele, nor the Immortal shadow.

It slashed the connection between that True Immortal Decree and the Laws of this heaven and earth!

Crack.

A crisp sound, as if from the Soul level, rang out.

In the sky above, that originally supreme, heaven-and-earth-rewriting Immortal shadow trembled violently.

The Immortal Dao aura on its body instantly dissipated.

"No—!"

Ancestor Lei Xing and Ancestor Zi Yun simultaneously let out desperate roars.

Their final trump card, the ultimate foundation of their Holy Land they were so proud of, was knocked off its divine altar by the other party with one sword!

And this was only the beginning.

"Now, it's my turn."

Shen Yuanmo's figure disappeared from his original spot.

The next instant, he had appeared before that Immortal shadow.

The Immortal shadow was still faithfully executing its command, throwing a punch toward him.

This punch still contained terrifying power surpassing Mahayana Perfection level.

But after losing the support of immortal dao rules, in Shen Yuanmo's eyes, it was not much different from the previous attacks of the Zixiao Holy Lord.

Shen Yuanmo did not dodge or avoid, meeting it with a punch of his own.

Chaos Dao Body, hard clash with Immortal remnant shadow!

Boom!!!

This time, it was an earth-shattering loud noise.

A terrifying energy storm swept out, plowing through the already ruined Holy Land rubble below once again.

Under everyone's gaze.

That Immortal shadow, the last hope of the Zixiao Holy Land, was cleanly and decisively blown apart by Shen Yuanmo with one punch!

Light and shadow shattered inch by inch, turning into the purest energy, dissipating in the air.

"Pfft—!"

With the stone stele and Immortal shadow broken, Ancestor Lei Xing and Ancestor Zi Yun were as if struck by lightning, their mental connection forcibly severed.

Both simultaneously spewed out a mouthful of purple-gold Saint Blood, their auras instantly withering to the extreme.

Their bodies trembled, not because of injuries, but because of the extreme fear of watching their faith collapse before their eyes.

The True Immortal Decree was broken.

A Mortal, directly blew apart a decree left by a True Immortal.

Everything in their cognition was overturned.

Shen Yuanmo's figure slowly walked out from the energy storm.

With a casual wave, that already dimly glowing, crack-covered stone stele fell into his hand.

He gently brushed off the dust on it, as if appreciating a trophy.

After doing all this, he finally raised his eyes, his gaze crossing tens of thousands of miles of space, landing on those two swaying, unfocused old men.

His voice was light, but clearly spread throughout this dead silent ruin.

"Your foundation, finished?"

"Then, it's time to set off on the final journey."