291: Chapter 291 The Myriad Treasures Star Pavilion and the Flying Ashes

The central continent of the Myriad Worlds Heavenly City was as prosperous as an eternal, ancient dream.

Zhou Wannian walked with his hands behind his back along a wide street paved with Astral Jade Bricks. Every brick emitted a soft, pure starlight; stepping on them felt like strolling across an endless Milky Way. On both sides of the street, the towering buildings were not made of ordinary brick, stone, or wood, but were constructed from various rare treasures. There were exquisite pagodas carved entirely from ten-thousand-year ice jade, magnificent palaces built from the complete skeletons of Ancient Astral Beasts, and even strange shops consisting of small stars refined and suspended in mid-air.

Cultivators from across the myriad worlds jostled each other here. They came in various forms—some with shimmering wings on their backs, others surrounded by strange Law runes. Here, Cultivators below the Daluo Realm were merely ordinary passersby; only those top-tier powerhouses exuding the Aura of the Great Dao's Origin could command a shred of respect in this city built upon the bones of gods and demons.

However, amidst this bustling and thriving hub of the myriad worlds, Zhou Wannian seemed like a bystander existing outside of all rules.

His ordinary Green Robe appeared exceptionally plain against the backdrop of the surrounding Cultivators in their jewel-encrusted and magnificent robes. Yet, the relaxation and indifference radiating from his very bones seemed to invisibly form an absolute vacuum Domain. When the hurried top-tier experts approached within thirty feet of him, they would instinctively feel a shudder from the depths of their Divine Souls and involuntarily move aside to make way, not even knowing why they were yielding to a youth who seemingly had no cultivation fluctuations.

Su Qingyao followed half a step behind Zhou Wannian, carefully leading the way from the side.

This Young Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion, who was considered a favored daughter of heaven even in the Chaos Star Sea, still could not fully calm her heart. From time to time, she would use the corner of her eye to steal a glance at the green-robed back ahead of her, her mind constantly replaying the terrifying scene in the star sea where Zhou Wannian had made a Middle Stage Daluo star pirate and a massive starship vanish into thin air with a flick of his finger.

That was a mighty power that transcended all her knowledge of cultivation. There were no earth-shattering Divine Ability collisions, no desperate Law battles—only an absolute crushing force, as if the Heavenly Dao itself were wiping away dust.

Su Qingyao secretly cautioned herself that no matter what, Wanbao Pavilion had to cling tightly to this Senior's thigh. This might be the perfect opportunity for Wanbao Pavilion to take a step further in the Myriad Worlds Heavenly City, or even dominate a region of the star sea.

Su Qingyao lowered her voice and reported submissively, "Senior, that ninety-nine-story tower ahead, emitting purple-gold light, is the headquarters of our Wanbao Pavilion in the Heavenly City. My ancestor, Overlord Su, has been waiting at the entrance for a long time."

Zhou Wannian looked in the direction of her gaze.

At the end of his vision stood a magnificent purple-gold tower. The tower was surrounded by nine ten-thousand-foot-long golden dragon phantoms condensed from pure Formation light, emitting a heart-palpitating defensive pressure. This pressure was strong enough to withstand the combined assault of several Late Daluo Realm experts, showcasing the profound foundation of Wanbao Pavilion as a top-tier star sea chamber of commerce.

At this moment, the massive white jade plaza in front of the Wanbao Pavilion headquarters, large enough to hold a hundred thousand people, had been completely cleared.

In the very center of the plaza, a luxurious carpet woven from rare 'Void Snow Silkworm Silk' was laid out, stretching all the way to the tower's main entrance. On both sides of the carpet stood thousands of elite chamber of commerce guards in uniform purple-gold battle armor. These guards all possessed Early Stage Taiyi Realm cultivation, yet they were all holding their breath, heads bowed, not daring to make a sound.

At the very front of the guard array stood an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a dark gold robe.

Though the old man's face was aged, his body remained as upright as a pine tree, and visions of stars being born and dying flickered faintly in his eyes. He exuded the pressure of a Peak Late Daluo Realm expert, deep as an abyss and vast as an ocean, but currently, his expression betrayed immense tension and anticipation.

This person was the pillar of Wanbao Pavilion, the Wanbao Old Ancestor, Overlord Su.

Overlord Su had lived through several epochs and witnessed countless rises and falls in the Chaos Star Sea. When he received the urgent message from his granddaughter Su Qingyao, learning that a Supreme powerhouse capable of effortlessly killing Gu Ming of the Nine Nether Star Sect was about to arrive, he immediately dropped all the major star sea sect transactions he was handling and personally led all the high-level members of Wanbao Pavilion to line up outside the gates to welcome him.

He knew better than anyone what an unfathomable, peerless powerhouse meant in this dog-eat-dog Chaos Star Sea.

The moment Zhou Wannian’s green-robed figure appeared at the edge of the plaza.

Overlord Su’s eyes, which contained astral visions, suddenly constricted.

He tried to use his Daluo Divine Sense, tempered over countless years, to quietly probe the other's background. However, as soon as his Divine Sense touched the Void Realm around Zhou Wannian, it felt as if it had fallen into an endless chaotic black hole. That silent yet vast counter-shock force caused a sharp pain in Overlord Su’s Sea of Consciousness, and a trace of blood even leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Overlord Su was terrified and instantly withdrew his Divine Sense, the awe in his eyes reaching its Peak.

He immediately stepped forward and, while still several yards away from Zhou Wannian, unhesitatingly bowed his noble head deeply, performing the most solemn grand rite of a Junior in the cultivation world meeting a Supreme Supreme.

Overlord Su’s voice was loud, filled with absolute submission and trepidation as he shouted, "Junior Overlord Su of Wanbao Pavilion, along with the entire pavilion, welcomes Senior Zhou. That Senior could grace our Wanbao Pavilion with your presence is truly a Supreme honor earned through a hundred thousand epochs of cultivation."

Following his lead, the thousands of purple-gold guards along the plaza, as well as the dozens of Wanbao Pavilion Daluo Realm Elders standing behind Overlord Su, all knelt on one knee in unison, letting out a deafening sound of welcome.

Such a grand display immediately attracted the attention of countless Cultivators in the surrounding streets. They stopped in their tracks, watching the scene with shocked faces. Wanbao Old Ancestor Overlord Su was a major figure in the Myriad Worlds Heavenly City whose every footstep could cause a star sea earthquake; usually, even when facing the City Lord, they would treat each other as equals. Today, he was actually performing such a grand rite for an unknown green-robed youth—it simply overturned everyone's understanding.

However, as the protagonist of this grand welcome ceremony, Zhou Wannian appeared exceptionally calm.

He did not develop a shred of arrogance because of the grand display, nor did he engage in hypocritical pleasantries. He simply stood there casually, casting a flat glance at Overlord Su.

Zhou Wannian spoke in a steady tone, devoid of any emotional heat, "There is no need for these blustering displays. I have come this time only to find a quiet place to rest for a moment and perhaps see if there are any rare items in your treasury that might catch my eye. Have your people disperse; it is too noisy."

Though his voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable Law of a superior.

Upon hearing this, Overlord Su did not feel neglected at all; instead, he felt this was exactly the demeanor a peerless expert should have. He quickly straightened up and waved his hand at the Elders and guards behind him.

Overlord Su commanded with authority, "Did you not hear Senior's instructions? All of you, withdraw! Without my command, no one is permitted to come within half a step of the top floor of the headquarters."

The thousands of guards and Elders felt as if they had been granted a great amnesty and quickly and silently dispersed, leaving the vast plaza empty once more.

Overlord Su personally walked to Zhou Wannian’s side, trailing half a step behind, and extended his right hand in an inviting gesture.

Overlord Su said with a face full of smiles, "Senior prefers peace and quiet; Junior shall arrange it for you immediately. The highest floor of Wanbao Pavilion, the 'Nine Heavens Moon-Seizing Pavilion,' has already been cleaned for you. As for the treasury, as long as Senior is interested, Junior is willing to personally lead the way with a lamp; all the treasures in the pavilion are at Senior's disposal."

Zhou Wannian nodded slightly and took steady steps, following Overlord Su into the tower emitting purple-gold light.

The space inside the tower was far vaster than it appeared from the outside.

Overlord Su did not take Zhou Wannian to any teleportation Formation; instead, he directly utilized the core Formation hub of the headquarters to instantaneously shift the two of them, along with Su Qingyao, to the topmost floor of the tower.

This Nine Heavens Moon-Seizing Pavilion was a secret location where Wanbao Pavilion entertained its highest-level guests. The floor here was paved with 'Chaos Warm Jade' capable of gathering the star sea's Origin, and the walls were hung with luxurious tapestries woven from the fur of ancient astral behemoths. Through a massive, one-way transparent crystal floor-to-ceiling window, one could take in the prosperous scenery of most of the Myriad Worlds Heavenly City.

Zhou Wannian walked to the window, standing with his hands behind his back, and casually glanced down at the rolling Mortal World below.

Overlord Su personally brewed a pot of top-tier Immortal tea emitting seven-colored dawn-light and respectfully placed it on the tea table beside Zhou Wannian.

Overlord Su asked tentatively, "Qingyao mentioned in her message that Senior is quite interested in ancient Ores containing pure Space Law. Should Junior order people to bring the best Ore vein cores from the treasury for Senior's inspection?"

Zhou Wannian withdrew his gaze, sat down on a soft beast-hide armchair, and picked up the teacup, gently blowing away the foam.

Zhou Wannian said casually, "No rush. Since I'm here, I'll take a walk through your so-called highest treasury myself. Some things lose a bit of the fun of treasure hunting when brought out by others."

Hearing this, Overlord Su agreed repeatedly. He knew that for a Supreme existence of this level, their standards must be incredibly high; ordinary Magic Treasures and Medicinal Pills simply wouldn't catch their eye. Only by letting him choose personally could they show proper respect.

Overlord Su said respectfully, "Senior, please follow me. Wanbao Pavilion's core treasury is named the 'Sumeru Astral Cache,' and it is located within another folded space on this top floor."

He walked to a blank wall in the pavilion and rapidly formed hand Seals, striking out hundreds of extremely complex Law runes.

A ripple like water suddenly appeared on the wall, which then slowly split to both sides, revealing a deep, dark passage emitting dense Space Law fluctuations.

Zhou Wannian stood up and walked into the passage with a composed manner. Overlord Su and Su Qingyao followed closely behind.

After passing through the passage, the scene before them opened up.

This was an independent Small World constructed entirely of Space Law. There were no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, only countless independent spatial bubbles emitting various colored lights, densely suspended in mid-air. Within each bubble was Sealed a peerless treasure capable of stirring up a bloodbath in the Chaos Star Sea.

Overlord Su pointed to the brilliant spatial bubbles ahead, his tone carrying a hint of pride.

Overlord Su introduced, "Senior, this Sumeru Astral Cache contains all the foundations of Wanbao Pavilion accumulated over countless epochs. There is the 'Nine-Revolution Star-Fall Pill' capable of allowing a Taiyi Cultivator to directly break through the Daluo Bottleneck; the 'Star-Slashing Divine Sword' forged from ancient dragon bone and possessing the power to cleave through star rivers; and Chaos Jade Slips recording fragments of several ancient Supreme Cultivation Techniques. Does Senior see anything that might catch your eye?"

Zhou Wannian strolled through this Small World where countless treasures were suspended, his hands behind his back.

His gaze was as calm as water, casually sweeping over those Magic Treasures and Medicinal Pills emitting terrifying pressure.

A Daluo-level divine sword? Before his Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration Law, it was nothing more than scrap metal he could crush at will.

An Immortal Pill to break through to Daluo? His body contained its own Universe, with one hundred and eight time dao patternss circulating endlessly; he had no need for such crude methods of forcing growth through external items.

Zhou Wannian shook his head slightly, his tone carrying a hint of boredom.

Zhou Wannian evaluated flatly, "These bits of scrap metal and dregs of medicine might be priceless treasures to Cultivators struggling under the Heavenly Dao. But in my eyes, they are merely crude objects for children's play. If the foundation of your Wanbao Pavilion is only this, then I am somewhat disappointed."

If anyone else had made such a merciless evaluation, Overlord Su would have slapped them into meat paste long ago. But coming from Zhou Wannian's mouth, he only felt it was natural, and a sense of panic even rose in his heart, fearing this powerhouse might truly flick his sleeves and leave.

Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on Overlord Su's forehead as his mind raced.

Overlord Su said hurriedly, "Senior, please appease your anger. These mundane items naturally cannot catch Senior's eye. However, in the deepest part of this treasury, there are indeed several ancient relics that even Junior cannot fully comprehend. The rare space Ores Senior requires are also there."

He rushed to lead the way, guiding Zhou Wannian toward the central area of the Small World.

Here, an ancient altar built from pure obsidian was suspended. On the altar sat only three simple jade boxes.

Beside the altar, a large pile of strange Ores emitting a greyish luster and covered in countless irregular spatial cracks was haphazardly stacked. The space around these Ores was in a state of extreme Chaos, with small void storms occasionally leaking out from them.

Zhou Wannian’s gaze first landed on the mountain of Ore.

A faint trace of satisfaction finally appeared in Zhou Wannian’s tone as he said softly, "Chaos Void-Rending Crystal. This Ore is only born at the singularity of a Big Bang or the complete collapse of a Realm, containing the most primitive and violent space-cutting force. This stuff makes for a decent snack."

He shook his green sleeves.

A dazzling golden light impatiently shot out from his sleeve.

The Gold-Devouring Immortal Golden Child, having just finished digesting the ruins of the Zhenyuan Star Pass, now radiated a heart-palpitating dark-gold luster. It spotted the mountain-like Chaos Void-Rending Crystals at once, its pea-sized eyes exploding with fanatical brilliance.

It let out a cheerful, crisp insect chirp and turned into a streak of golden lightning, pouncing directly onto the mountain of Ore. It opened its small mouth, which seemed capable of swallowing everything, and began a frantic "crunch, crunch" feast on the incredibly hard Chaos Void-Rending Crystals that even a Daluo Immortal Artifact would find difficult to cut.

Those violent space-cutting forces swept across its deep dark-gold carapace, yet they couldn't leave even a single white mark.

Overlord Su and Su Qingyao watched this fist-sized beetle chewing on the Chaos Void-Rending Crystals—which could easily tear apart the Physical Body of a Taiyi Cultivator—as if they were roasted beans, and both gasped in shock. They finally understood why this Senior looked down on Magic Treasures and Medicinal Pills; the physical strength of a spiritual pet he kept casually probably already surpassed the vast majority of Daluo Dao Ancestors.

Zhou Wannian paid no mind to the feasting Golden Boy and turned his gaze to the three jade boxes on the obsidian altar.

Zhou Wannian asked in a steady tone, "The items in those three boxes are the ancient relics you mentioned?"

Overlord Su hurriedly stepped forward and carefully opened the jade box in the center.

The moment the jade box opened, an ancient, desolate Aura of death, seemingly from another destroyed epoch, slowly permeated the treasury.

Inside the jade box lay a broken piece of a bronze compass. The surface of the fragment was covered in thick dust and dried dark-red bloodstains; the needle was long gone, and only a few extremely profound and obscure astral Formation patterns remained on the edges.

This fragment looked completely unremarkable, like some piece of junk picked up at random from a mortal antique stall.

But the moment Zhou Wannian saw this fragment, a strange light flashed quickly in the depths of his eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well.

At this moment, the perfectly operating internal Universe of the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art within his body actually produced an extremely faint resonance with this broken compass fragment. That feeling was like the vast ocean sensing a drop of water from another strange ocean.

Zhou Wannian did not immediately reach out for it, but instead looked at Overlord Su with a flat expression.

Zhou Wannian asked, "This fragment is a bit strange. Tell me about its Origin."

Seeing that Zhou Wannian had finally taken an interest in an item, Overlord Su felt a long sigh of relief in his heart and hurriedly gathered all the information he knew in detail.

Overlord Su explained with a solemn expression, "In reply to Senior. This fragment was accidentally obtained by us at the edge of a place called the 'Archaic God-Fall Forbidden Zone' in the deepest part of the Chaos Star Sea. According to the speculation of several Grand Elders of our Wanbao Pavilion who are proficient in archaic literature, this is very likely a core key fragment of the legendary 'Supreme Ruins' that is independent of the Myriad Worlds."

He paused, a hint of regret in his tone.

Overlord Su continued, "Unfortunately, this fragment is too severely damaged, and its core Laws have long since leaked away completely. Even with the full strength of our pavilion, we cannot determine the specific location of those Supreme Ruins. However..."

A merchant's shrewd light suddenly flickered in Overlord Su's eyes.

Overlord Su continued his report, "Three days from now, at the 'Peak Auction' co-hosted by the Myriad Worlds Heavenly City Lord's Mansion and various top merchant guilds, among the final peerless treasures, there happens to be another compass fragment of the same material and same Formation patterns. Junior boldly speculates that if those fragments can be collected in full, perhaps the secret of the Supreme Ruins can truly be unlocked. If Senior is interested in this fragment, the one in this jade box will serve as a meeting gift for Junior to show respect. As for the one at the auction, Junior will definitely exhaust all the financial resources of Wanbao Pavilion to bid for it for you."

Hearing these words, Zhou Wannian slightly raised his chin.

He looked at the compass fragment in the jade box, a faint curve hooking his lips. He didn't have a particularly strong greed for some Supreme Ruins, but the fact that this fragment could cause a resonance in his internal Universe meant that the Great Dao Laws contained in its essence had already touched upon another dimension of the Immortal Realm's rules. This exploration of unknown Laws provided a rare bit of amusement in his long and boring invincible years.

Zhou Wannian said casually, "Interesting. I'll take this fragment. As for that Peak Auction, since I happen to be here, I'll go see the excitement myself. I'll also take the opportunity to see how many self-important clowns are still hidden in this Chaos Star Sea."

He slowly extended his right hand, a thread of Space Law Origin power seeping from his fingertips, directly drawing the jade box into his palm before storing it into his storage space.

Just as Overlord Su was preparing to continue introducing the items in the other two jade boxes to Zhou Wannian.

A sudden change occurred.

Rumble.

A terrifying, world-shaking explosion erupted without warning above the main headquarters of Wanbao Pavilion.

This loud noise was like the roar of an archaic thunder god, carrying a violent pressure that crushed everything and ignored all rules. The purple-gold tower of Wanbao Pavilion, claimed to be indestructible, actually shook violently under the impact of this massive force. The nine Formation golden dragons on the tower's perimeter let out painful wails, their light instantly dimming by more than half.

Immediately following, a terrifying Aura three points stronger than Overlord Su's—already reaching the Peak of the Late Daluo Realm and even vaguely touching the threshold of a Half-Step Dao Ancestor—descended like a blood-colored pillar of light piercing through heaven and earth, arrogantly tearing through the space barriers of Myriad Worlds Heavenly City to forcibly arrive above Wanbao Pavilion.

The space within this Sumeru Star-Hidden Small World also showed signs of instability due to the violent tremors outside, and the floating treasure bubbles in mid-air burst one after another.

Overlord Su's face instantly turned ashen, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.

Overlord Su growled through gritted teeth, "Arrogant! This is the absolute neutral zone of Myriad Worlds Heavenly City. Who dares to openly ignore the Heavenly City's iron Laws and launch a full-scale attack on my Wanbao Pavilion headquarters?"

Before his words could finish, an overbearing voice like the clashing of metal and stone, vibrating enough to make one's Divine Soul tremble, boomed through layers of Formations directly into this treasure vault Small World.

The arrogant voice shouted imperiously, "Old man Overlord Su, get out here. This Seat is the Great Hall Master of the 'Brahma Heaven Divine Temple,' Fan Wujie. I heard that your Wanbao Pavilion recently obtained a compass fragment. Hand that fragment over obediently right now, otherwise, this Seat will trample your Wanbao Pavilion today and leave not even a chicken or dog alive in your Su family."

Brahma Heaven Divine Temple.

Hearing these four words, Overlord Su and Su Qingyao's faces instantly turned deathly pale, and even their breathing seemed to stop at this moment.

In the vast power structure of the Chaos Star Sea, if the Vast Star Palace was a local lord dominating a region, then the Brahma Heaven Divine Temple was a truly Supreme overlord that reigned over the star sea, to whom even Myriad Worlds Heavenly City had to give three points of respect. This Fan Wujie was a peerless, infamous god of slaughter. The "Brahma Heaven World-Extinguishing Scripture" he cultivated focused on the Daos of Destruction and Slaughter; he once slaughtered three vibrant lower-tier planes simply because of a disagreement.

Overlord Su could not understand how the news of the compass fragment, which was clearly kept under tight Seal by Wanbao Pavilion, could attract such a peerless god of slaughter. Moreover, for the opponent to dare to act so openly within the Heavenly City, it was clear that the Supreme Divine Lord of the Brahma Heaven Divine Temple had reached some unspeakable understanding with the controllers of the Heavenly City, permitting this forced seizure.

Despair, like a cold poisonous snake, instantly coiled around Overlord Su's heart.

Although he was at the Peak of the Late Daluo Realm, before a god of slaughter like Fan Wujie—who had half-stepped into a Realm above Dao Ancestor and cultivated a peerless killing technique—he wouldn't last even ten rounds.

Overlord Su turned his head, casting a pleading gaze toward Zhou Wannian, who had been standing there with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Zhou Wannian still maintained that relaxation and indifference that radiated from his very bones.

He did not show even a hint of panic due to the heavy bombardment outside, nor did he frown upon hearing the name of the Brahma Heaven Divine Temple.

He just slowly turned around, his deep eyes calmly looking at this treasure vault world that was constantly distorting due to the spatial tremors.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, even carrying a hint of displeasure at having his leisure interrupted.

Zhou Wannian said indifferently, "I believe I said just now that I like peace and quiet. Why do the dogs in this star sea never seem to understand what rules are?"

He took steady steps, walking toward the exit passage of the treasure vault.

Overlord Su and Su Qingyao hurriedly followed, their bodies still trembling uncontrollably.

When the three returned to the top floor hall of the Nine Heavens Moon-Seizing Pavilion, the scene outside had completely turned into a picture of doomsday.

Through the massive crystal floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see that the defensive Formations on the perimeter of the Wanbao Pavilion tower were on the verge of collapse.

In the sky, a tall man draped in blood-colored kasaya, bald and barefoot, stood in mid-air. He was bathed in piercing blood-colored divine light, and the Space Laws around him churned violently like boiling water under his pressure. In his right hand, he held a pitch-black Subduing Pestle radiating endless destructive Aura. Every time he swung the pestle down, it would smash a massive dent into Wanbao Pavilion's Formations, triggering ear-splitting roars.

This person was none other than the Great Hall Master of the Brahma Heaven Divine Temple, Fan Wujie.

Behind him followed dozens of temple Protectors wearing blood-colored robes, all of whose cultivation was at the Late Taiyi Realm. They wore cruel sneers, like a pack of jackals smelling blood, coldly watching the crumbling merchant guild tower below.

In the central area of the entire Myriad Worlds Heavenly City, countless Cultivators were alarmed by this terrifying commotion. But when they clearly saw the identity of that blood-colored figure in mid-air, everyone became as quiet as cicadas in winter; even the Heavenly City's World-Patrolling Divine General guards stayed tens of thousands of miles away, not daring to step forward to intervene.

Fan Wujie looked at the Formations below that were still struggling to hold on, a flash of impatient tyranny in his eyes.

Fan Wujie roared with a distorted face, "Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit! Overlord Su, since you are obstinate, then this Seat will smash you into meat paste along with this broken tower. Brahma Heaven World-Extinction, Nine Heavens Blood Thunder!"

He abruptly raised the pitch-black Subduing Pestle in his hand, and the terrifying Origin within his body—which was half a step above a Dao Ancestor—burst forth like a breached tsunami.

A blood-colored thundercloud covering ten thousand miles instantly condensed in the sky. Countless blood-colored lightning bolts as thick as mountains churned and intertwined wildly in the clouds, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-large Blood-Thunder Lion. It opened its mouth wide enough to swallow the sun and moon and, carrying a violent heavenly might to destroy all things, pounced fiercely toward the Wanbao Pavilion tower.

If this strike landed, let alone the Wanbao Pavilion headquarters, even the Heavenly City districts within tens of thousands of miles would be completely razed to the ground.

Overlord Su closed his eyes in despair. Before this destructive power that transcended his understanding, he didn't even have the courage to self-detonate his Nascent Soul.

However.

Just as the Blood-Thunder Lion was less than ten feet from the tower's Peak, and the destructive gale had already shattered the crystal floor-to-ceiling windows of the Nine Heavens Moon-Seizing Pavilion.

A steady and relaxed sound of footsteps, seemingly devoid of any worldly emotion, echoed leisurely from the shattered window.

Zhou Wannian, with his hands behind his back and his Green Robes flowing, stepped out of the Wanbao Pavilion's top floor hall, standing in the whistling wind of mid-air as if taking a stroll.

He did not release any protective immortal light, nor did he activate any Laws to resist the heavenly might. He just quietly looked up, his eyes deep as an ancient well, calmly meeting the roaring Blood-Thunder Lion.

Facing this world-changing, Soul-shaking world-extinguishing strike.

Zhou Wannian's expression was as usual, his tone carrying a kind of absolute composure from on high.

Zhou Wannian flatly uttered two words: "Noisy."

He did not sacrifice any Magic Treasure, nor did he form any complex hand Seals.

He just extremely casually pulled his right hand from behind him, and his wide green sleeve gave a plain, simple flick toward the blood-colored thundercloud that blotted out the sky above.

Great Five Elements Illusory World Art, Space Law Great Perfection.

Time Law Great Perfection.

Five Elements Disintegration Great Perfection.

Buzz.

The moment Zhou Wannian flicked his sleeve, time across the entire central continent of Myriad Worlds Heavenly City seemed to fall into absolute stillness.

The Blood-Thunder Lion carrying all of Fan Wujie's destructive Origin, which was pouncing down with a roar, suddenly froze three feet above Zhou Wannian's head. Its ferocious mane condensed from thunder and the flowing blood-colored destructive Laws were all completely frozen by an invisible power that reigned over the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Worlds.

Immediately after.

There was no world-shaking energy explosion, nor any ear-splitting Law roars.

A clear, transparent wave of disintegration that ignored all rules rippled gently from Zhou Wannian's sleeve. Like a spring breeze brushing through willows, it silently swept over the Blood-Thunder Lion, over the ten-thousand-mile blood-colored thundercloud, and finally, over the imperious Fan Wujie in mid-air and the dozens of temple Protectors behind him.

An incredible scene appeared.

The Blood-Thunder Lion, capable of destroying heaven and earth, the moment it touched this wave, was like a soap bubble being pricked, instantly losing all its violence and power. Its massive body disintegrated and weathered at a visible speed, turning into gentle Spiritual Qi that drifted through the sky and dissipated into the void.

And that blood-colored thundercloud that blotted out the sky was like snow encountering a blazing sun; without even a margin for resistance, it completely melted away into nothingness in mid-air.

"This... how is this possible?"

Fan Wujie's face, which was originally filled with cruelty and arrogance, was now completely distorted by extreme shock and incomprehensible fear.

He discovered in horror that his Half-Step Dao Ancestor Origin, which he thought allowed him to look down on the star sea, was as fragile as clay chickens and pottery dogs before this invisible wave. His connection with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth was forcibly severed, and his undying demon body, forged through ten million tribulations, was shattering inch by inch starting from his fingertips, turning into extremely fine grey powder.

He wanted to roar, wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to bring up the prestigious name of the Brahma Heaven Divine Lord to save his life.

But it was all too late.

The speed of the Law disintegration surpassed the flow of time.

In one ten-thousandth of an instant.

This Great Hall Master of the Brahma Heaven Divine Temple, who was infamously powerful in the Chaos Star Sea and even dared to openly ignore rules in Myriad Worlds Heavenly City, along with the dozens of Late Taiyi temple Protectors behind him.

In mid-air, without even being able to leave a complete last word, they were completely erased of all traces of existence by this Supreme power.

They turned into grey-white powder flying through the sky, fluttering down in the breeze of Myriad Worlds Heavenly City, as if a silent snow of calamity ash was falling.

Instant kill.

Whether you were a starry sky pirate or the Great Hall Master of an overlord temple; whether you were in the Middle Daluo Realm or a Half-Step Dao Ancestor.

Before Zhou Wannian's absolutely relaxed, crushing strength, the ending was always just these two clean and efficient words.

Inside and outside the Wanbao Pavilion headquarters, and even across the entire central continent of Myriad Worlds Heavenly City.

It fell into an absolute, deathly silence.

All the powerful beings and World-Patrolling Divine Generals watching from the shadows, as well as Overlord Su and Su Qingyao at the top of Wanbao Pavilion, were all like puppets that had lost their Souls, staring stiffly at that green back in mid-air.

Their understanding was completely shattered.

That young man had just lightly flicked his sleeve and caused a peerless god of slaughter at the Half-Step Dao Ancestor level to vanish into ash. Such methods no longer belonged to the category of the Immortal Realm; this was a true deity, an Incarnation of the Great Dao whose words were Law.

Zhou Wannian slowly lowered his right hand, his green sleeve returning to stillness in the breeze.

He looked at the starry sky ahead, which had become clear and empty once more, his deep eyes not showing even a hint of a ripple.

Zhou Wannian turned around and, treading on the void, walked leisurely step by step back into the shattered floor-to-ceiling window of the Nine Heavens Moon-Seizing Pavilion.

He sat back down on the animal-skin lounge chair, picked up the cup of immortal tea on the tea table that hadn't even gone cold yet, and took a light sip.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, carrying a composure and relaxation that made one's Soul tremble.

Zhou Wannian said indifferently, "The trash has been swept clean, and the world is much quieter. Old Pavilion Master Su, don't let these boring flies spoil our fun. Go prepare for the Peak Auction in three days. I'd like to see how many more blind fools in this Myriad Worlds Heavenly City want to come and seek death."