424: Chapter 424 Unstable Dao Heart Leads to Illusions?

That descendant of a Vicious Beast from the primordial era, possessing a terrifying reputation, let out a low growl from the depths of its throat, like muffled thunder rolling across the sky. Its bloodthirsty and violent pupils constricted to the size of pinpricks, locking tightly onto Jian Tanghuang. The fear stemming from the depths of its ancient Bloodline and the all-consuming killing intent ignited at this moment were crazily intertwined and colliding, causing the already distorted space around it to become even more blurred, even beginning to crack in pieces!

It was not just them.

On the spectator stands, those countless old monsters and titans from powerful clans across various Star Domains, who had experienced countless years of ups and downs and witnessed more storms than could be counted, fell into an eerie silence.

Each of them widened their eyes and opened their mouths, the wrinkles on their faces seemingly stiffened by extreme astonishment, solidifying into comical portraits titled "Incredulity."

"Th-they..."

"What... what are they doing? Could it be that my Dao Heart is unstable, and I am hallucinating?!"

"Recognizing relatives?! Checking for injuries?! And... and they even took the time to critique that beast's foundation?!"

"..."

The deathly silence lasted only a few breaths before it was completely detonated by an even more intense, more absurd, and more incredulous clamor!

"They're mad! These two Human Race juniors have absolutely lost their minds!"

"Arrogant! I have traversed the Myriad Heavens and Worlds for thirty-seven thousand years, stepped across countless ancient Realms, and have never seen such reckless, such arrogant fools who do not know the meaning of death!"

"Thirteen Soul Transformation experts! A full thirteen of them! Do they think they are just thirteen immobile rotten wooden stakes?!"

"How is this just arrogance? This is clearly taking the faces of those thirteen peerless Prodigies, throwing them on the ground, trampling them repeatedly with the dirtiest soles, grinding them into mud, and then spitting a glob of phlegm on them!"

"It is thorough, undisguised contempt! It is ignoring them! In their eyes, has there ever been even a shadow of those thirteen Soul Transformation experts?!"

"On what basis?! On what basis?! Mere Nascent Soul cultivation, even if they possess an ancient and rare Physique, the chasm of the Realm is right here, and the difference in numbers is like clouds and mud! Where do they get such boundless confidence?!"

"Something is wrong... Something is very wrong! This composure, this calmness, is definitely not something that can be feigned just to save face!"

"I don't understand, I completely don't understand! This situation is so bizarre that it has caused ripples in my Dao Heart. Truly, having lived for so long, one can see anything..."

No one could understand.

No one could see through it.

This scene, which completely defied common sense, subverted cognition, and was almost absurdly ridiculous, was presented nakedly and with immense visual and psychological impact before the eyes of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.

On one side, there was the heartwarming, almost "domestic" reunion and care between master and disciple, light as the breeze and calm as the years; on the other side, thirteen peerless Soul Transformation Prodigies, capable of causing stars to change color and whipping up boundless storms of blood, had their killing intent boiling like volcanoes about to erupt, yet they were isolated by an invisible wall called "complete disregard," becoming ridiculous background props that no one paid attention to and were incredibly awkward.

This extreme, absurd contrast was more penetrating and insulting than any hysterical abuse or fierce, domineering attack, and it made people feel a bone-chilling cold from the depths of their hearts.

"Enough——!!!"

The rage and humiliation pent up in the Blood Moon Demon Prince's chest finally broke through the critical point, and a roar tore through the solidified air!

The sound was no longer words, but the voice of world-destruction, created when thousands of resentful Souls were fused into the core of thunder and then suddenly detonated!

Wherever the sound wave reached, the entire ancient battlefield ruin trembled violently like a withered leaf in the wind, the earth groaned under the unbearable weight, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly to the end of one's line of sight!

The phantom of the blood moon surrounding him, a symbol of inauspiciousness, suddenly began to rotate and expand with unprecedented madness, as if a real demonic moon that thirsted for the blood of living beings had broken free from its shackles and was about to burst through the boundaries from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds!

The monstrous Devilish Qi was no longer dissipating; instead, it erupted like a world-destroying volcano that had been suppressed for billions of eons and had finally found its only vent!

Viscous, dark red, almost black demonic flames soared into the sky, dyeing half the firmament into a writhing, Soul-nauseating blood-colored abyss!

"You ants who do not know the meaning of death! You lowly worms!" His voice was cold enough to freeze boiling magma, each syllable like a poisonous thorn polished from ten-thousand-year black ice, stabbing fiercely into the Void Realm. "Do you really think that with a bit of natural talent, you can act recklessly before this seat?! Do you really think... this seat is reluctant to crush these seemingly precious skins of yours?!"

Boom——rumble——!!!

He took a step forward! The moment his foot landed, that piece of the Void Realm was like crystal struck by a heavy hammer, emitting a crisp and terrifying explosion, cracking inch by inch, and turning into the most primitive turbulence of Chaos!

The blood-colored destructive energy exploded from his footing as the center, spreading out in a perfect circular ring, expanding crazily!

Wherever it passed, whether it was hard rock that had weathered the ages or the distorted spatial structure, it turned into the finest dust in silence, and was then completely swallowed and annihilated by the blood color!

"Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Body? Undying Divine Phoenix Body?!"

The corners of his mouth curled into a grin so hideous it was distorted, and the blood-colored light surging in his eyes was almost about to condense into a tangible river of blood, rushing out. "Before the absolute power of the Soul Transformation Realm, so-called ancient Physiques are nothing more than lamp oil that makes your Divine Souls burn more brightly!"

"Let your Qi and blood become the finest supplements to nourish my Demonic Technique!"

"Today, this seat shall pave the road with your bones, play music with your wails, and proclaim to these Myriad Heavens and Worlds——"

Before the words had faded, he raised his right arm abruptly, his five fingers splayed wide, as if he wanted to seize the firmament with his bare hands!

A phantom of the blood moon, expanded to its limit and almost bursting the firmament, let out a shrill screech that pierced the eardrums, and then began to collapse and implode crazily!

Endless pure Devilish Qi, viscous blood light, and the most malicious resentments of billions of living beings at the moment of their passing were forcibly compressed and condensed by an irresistible power!

Finally, above his palm, it condensed into a blood-colored crystal only the size of a palm, yet it seemed to contain endless Star Domains in slumber and embodied the will to destroy the heavens!

The surface of the crystal was not smooth; instead, countless distorted, painful, and silently roaring faces were flickering in and out of existence, emitting an extreme malice that would cause the Divine Soul of any observer to freeze and collapse!

"Blood Moon Divine Palm! For this seat——be completely annihilated!!!"

He closed his five fingers abruptly, ruthlessly crushing the blood-colored crystal, and then pressed down with a palm, pouring all his killing intent and power towards the ground below!

Hum——!!!

Space let out an unbearable wail! The shattered crystal did not disappear but grew in the wind, instantly transforming into a blood-colored giant palm that obscured the sunlight and the moon!

The palm prints were as clear as gullies, but upon closer inspection, they were woven from billions of writhing, struggling, and biting blood-colored demonic patterns!

Before the giant palm had fully descended, wherever it passed, space did not just simply collapse; it was subjected to an even more terrifying power—erosion, dissolution, and assimilation!

Bottomless, pitch-black spatial cracks spread like venomous snakes, only to be immediately swallowed and filled by an even denser blood color!

The Laws of the Great Dao let out wails of being on the verge of collapse, as they were forcibly distorted and polluted; the entire world seemed about to be dragged by this palm into an eternal, bloody purgatory!

At the same time——

"The dignity of the Sea Race shall not be profaned! In the name of the Abyss of the Deep Sea——Wrath of the Sea God, Pierce the Nine Heavens!"

The Deep Sea Halberd Emperor's roar was like the awakening of a primordial giant beast from the very bottom of a ten-thousand-foot deep ocean trench!

The ancient trident in his hand, which seemed to carry the entire "Sea of Return to Ruins," suddenly erupted with a dark, gloomy divine light that swallowed all light!

The halberd shaft trembled, and boundless pitch-black water of the nether sea surged from the Void Realm, boiling and compressing! A terrifying phantom of a war halberd, tens of thousands of feet long, flowing with dark, dull water light and entwined with the phantoms of countless ancient Sea Race battle Souls, emerged across the sky!

The point of gloomy light at the tip of the halberd was condensed to the extreme, as if it could freeze the long river of time and pierce through Karma and Reincarnation!

Merely the sharpness and weight that dissipated unintentionally caused the already ruined land below to sink silently by another hundred feet, forming a huge bowl-shaped depression!