491: Crushing, still crushing.

Immediately after, she raised her right hand again and extended a slender, jade-like index finger.

The movement was casual, exactly the same as when she defeated Wang Zhan earlier.

At her fingertip, there was no dazzling light or violent energy fluctuations; there was only the flow of the purest and most extreme Dao Laws, as if it could sever all principles and myriad changes in the world.

"No matter how many changes you undergo, I shall sever them with a single finger," she thought calmly.

Then, she pointed out with one finger.

There was no world-shaking roar or heaven-tearing phenomenon. That slender, jade-like finger simply and plainly pierced into the nine-colored web of Laws.

The seemingly gentle movement appeared to carry a supreme Dao Rhyme that could sever eternity and destroy all Laws.

Chii—

A soft sound rang out, like thin paper being sliced by a sharp blade.

The web of Laws, interwoven with nine extreme Laws that even Saint King Realm experts would shy away from, actually began to crack inch by inch from the center under this single finger!

At the moment the web of Laws shattered, the nine phantoms—alternating between illusion and reality—all let out a muffled groan simultaneously.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of every phantom. This was the backlash suffered by both the Divine Soul and Physical Body after the Laws were severed!

"Impossible!"

Prince Tui's voice wavered for the first time. Great waves surged in his calm eyes, and the Reincarnation of galaxies within his pupils began to grow chaotic.

"The Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, the Unification of All Laws—how could they be broken so easily by you?!"

He didn't believe it!

The supreme Divine Ability of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor evolved nine extreme Laws and was originally meant to counter all Dao Rhymes in the world. How could it be so fragile under a single finger from a woman?!

In his shock and fury, Prince Tui no longer held back. The nine-colored radiance around him surged to its peak, and the nine phantoms instantly contracted, turning into a streak of light that merged into his true body!

"Unification of All Laws!"

A thunderous shout shook the entire field!

The power of the nine Laws frantically chose, compressed, and fused within his body, finally condensing into a nine-colored pillar of light.

Within the pillar of light, thousands of Laws seemed to be born and destroyed, containing a terrifying power capable of piercing through heaven and earth!

This was the true killing move of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm!

The previous web of Laws was merely a setup; the current Unification of All Laws was the finishing blow capable of slaying a Saint King!

However, facing this nine-colored pillar of light that could shatter the world, Ling Xi's expression still didn't change in the slightest.

She simply watched the pillar of light shooting toward her, her eyes as indifferent as eternal ice, as if she were looking at something insignificant.

"I said, no matter how many changes you undergo, I shall sever them with a single finger."

Her cold voice spread clearly throughout the field.

As she finished speaking, the Dao Rhyme at Ling Xi's fingertip became increasingly pure and extreme!

Once again, she pointed forward gently!

It was still that slender, jade-like finger, still that seemingly casual movement.

But this time, an invisible line seemed to appear on her fingertip, connecting heaven and earth and severing Karma.

Boom—!

The finger and the nine-colored pillar of light collided with a bang!

There was no expected energy storm or shockwave sweeping the field, only a dull, massive thud.

The pillar of light containing the nine extreme Laws actually shattered inch by inch under Ling Xi's finger, as if it had struck a wall of bronze and iron!

The thousands of Laws within the pillar of light vanished silently like melting snow the moment they touched her fingertip!

Pfft—!

Prince Tui was struck as if by a heavy blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the arena stage and kicking up a cloud of dust.

He struggled to get up, only to find that the power of the Laws in his body had completely dispersed like a broken kite, and he couldn't mobilize even a shred of it.

The nine-colored radiance grew dim, and the nine Law Domains around him shattered like bubbles. Even his Divine Soul suffered a crack that was difficult to heal!

"My Laws... my Nine Transformations..."

Prince Tui collapsed on the stage, his eyes hollow. He muttered to himself, filled with despair and bewilderment.

The Divine Silkworm Bloodline he was so proud of and the supreme Divine Ability he had cultivated for many years were actually so fragile under Ling Xi's single finger!

An instant kill!

Another casual finger!

A Son of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor, renowned for his unpredictability and the evolution of all Laws, was actually crushed by the opponent's absolute Dao realm in his most specialized field. With one finger breaking all Laws, he was instantly defeated!

In an instant, everyone's thoughts came to a halt. The scene of the frozen myriad Laws and that seemingly ordinary finger echoed repeatedly in their minds.

The Son of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor!

Yet another child of a Great Emperor had been defeated by the Azure Rakshasa with a single finger!

If the first defeat of the Holy Light Tiger Prince could be explained away as underestimation or an accident to maintain their crumbling pride and perception...

Then this second match was against a descendant of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor, who also hailed from ancient times, possessed a Bloodline no less noble, and was renowned for profound Dao techniques.

Ling Xi still used only one finger to crush his most prized Unification of All Laws into powder!

This was like a cold bolt of lightning tearing through eternal night, ruthlessly cleaving through all luck and delusions.

This was no accident.

This was an iron-clad fact, an irrefutable crushing!

"The eighth match... the Current Era Demon Clan wins..."

The Great Saint of the Demon Court responsible for the announcement spoke with a dry, hoarse, and halting voice, as if he had used up all the strength in his life.

He barely squeezed the result out of his throat, carrying a tremor and powerlessness that came from the depths of his Soul.

Rumble—!!!

The cheers from the Current Era Demon Clan camp erupted like a volcano that had been building up for billions of years, the sound waves shattering the clouds!

That wasn't just joy; it was a release after surviving a disaster, the ecstasy of a rebuilt faith!

Yuan Tiangang trembled with excitement, his fists clenched tightly and his eyes brimming with tears.

Two consecutive wins! Two consecutive children of Great Emperors defeated!

Four to four!

The desperate situation was truly about to be reversed!

Meanwhile, the Ancient Demon Court camp fell into complete silence.

The Ancient Imperial Prince's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm. The Demonic Qi around him was violent to the extreme, emitting a destructive sense of oppression.

He stared fixedly at Ling Xi, monstrous killing intent in his golden pupils!

Two children of Great Emperors had been defeated in succession!

This was no longer just a matter of losing face; it was a slap in the face of the Ancient Demon Court!

It was trampling upon the majesty of the Ancient Demon Court!

The pressure had reached its peak!

The ninth match was no longer just about winning or losing; it was a battle for the dignity of the Ancient Demon Court!

He had to take action himself and reverse this collapsing situation in the most crushing manner!

Yuan Tiangang slightly loosened his clenched fists, his palms already soaked with sweat.

However, when his gaze swept across his own camp, the fire that had just risen in his heart seemed to be doused by a bucket of cold water.

Only two people remained who hadn't fought: Xiao Ruobai and Cang You of the Goshawk Clan.

Cang You was not weak; he was a top Prodigy of the current Yao Race, with speed unrivaled among his generation.

But Yuan Tiangang knew full well that after seeing the unfathomable Ancient Imperial Prince on the opposite side, as well as the most mysterious misty figure behind him who had yet to move... Cang You's chances of winning were minuscule.

At his limit, he might be able to take down the strongest opponent besides the Ancient Imperial Prince, but against the Ancient Imperial Prince himself, he would almost certainly lose.

Pressure bore down once again like a mountain.

The ninth match was crucial!

Just at this critical moment—

"I'll take this fight."

A low, calm voice abruptly rang out from the edge of the Current Era Demon Clan camp.

The voice wasn't loud, yet it was like the clashing of metal and stone, clearly reaching everyone's ears and instantly breaking the heavy atmosphere.

Everyone turned their heads in astonishment.

They saw the crowd automatically parting to form a path as a figure walked over slowly.

It was Wang Zhan!