487: Taichu Yixian

At that moment, Xu Qing had already sensed the strength of the Dao Ancestor of Rock.

This Dao Ancestor was powerful even among one-step Dao Ancestors, and he was a Body Cultivator, making it impossible to defeat him quickly through brute force alone.

Thus, silver light surged in his eyes, and spatial ripples, like water waves, suddenly emanated from his body.

He made a grasping motion with his left hand, as if seizing the spatial Veins of the entire Chaos Sea, and softly uttered: “Merge.”

In an instant, all his Moves integrated into space, bypassing the Dao Ancestor of Rock’s defenses, and the next moment, they landed on the latter, producing a metallic clang.

Simultaneously, the destructive axe light unleashed by the Dao Ancestor of Rock twisted bizarrely in mid-air, and the Dao of destruction entwined around the axe blade turned its direction like a living thing, along with that pioneering sharpness, striking towards the Dao Ancestor of Rock’s own glabella!

“Petty tricks!”

The Dao Ancestor of Rock roared, not dodging, and crossed his twin axes before his chest.

The ancient runes on the axe bodies suddenly detached and flew out, forming a massive blood-red net in the Void Realm.

When the reversed axe light collided with the blood net, his arm muscles bulged, veins wriggling like Dragons and snakes, and he forcibly tore open a ten-thousand-zhang crack in the folded space.

“Tear—!”

A piercing tearing sound echoed through the Chaos.

Xu Qing’s meticulously constructed spatial displacement Domain was violently shattered by this pure and ultimate power, and fragmented pieces of space splattered like mirrors, each reflecting the figures of the two combatants.

“Again!”

Xu Qing remained unhurried, his ten fingers tapping lightly in the Void Realm as if playing a zither, and with each touch, a profound spatial folding occurred: the shockwave from the Dao Ancestor of Rock’s left foot suddenly attacked from his right; the spewed destructive breath inexplicably reappeared a hundred zhang behind his head…

“Annoying ant!”

The Dao Ancestor of Rock was completely enraged, the runes around his body flickering wildly.

He suddenly slammed his twin axes together, and the resulting sound wave shattered the space within a million-li radius into dust!

The spatial structures folded by Xu Qing all collapsed under this indiscriminate destructive impact.

A bizarre scene unfolded in the Chaos Sea: Xu Qing moved like a phantom through the spatial layers, each strike imbued with profound and unpredictable spatial Dao.

At times, he compressed ten thousand li of space into an inch, causing the Dao Ancestor of Rock’s attacks to miss; at other times, he infinitely stretched the space he occupied, making the incoming axe light always fall short by a hair’s breadth…

Meanwhile, the Dao Ancestor of Rock was like a furious primordial beast, relying purely on force to break through skill.

Each swing of his twin axes carried the most primal will of destruction, tearing Xu Qing’s intricate spatial arrangements to shreds.

Several times, he even directly grabbed the twisted spatial folds with his bare hands, ripping them apart like cloth!

“Boom!”

After another fierce collision, the two temporarily separated.

Xu Qing’s green robe remained spotless, and as he looked at the blood-soaked Dao Ancestor of Rock in the distance, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, one should not underestimate beings who have stepped into the Ancestor Realm.

The Dao Ancestor of Rock was somewhat disheveled, his supposedly indestructible Dao Ancestor body covered in fine wounds, all caused by his own attacks rebounding.

However, these were only minor injuries, and each wound healed at a visible rate, the newly grown flesh at the wound sites even tougher than before.

“Junior…” The Dao Ancestor of Rock licked the bloodstain on his axe blade with a sinister grin, “How many more times can you use your spatial tricks?”

Xu Qing did not answer, merely slowly raised his right hand.

Above his palm, a miniature Universe was taking shape—the product of him compressing a hundred million li of space to its extreme.

Within the Universe, stars were born and died, and countless spatial fault lines could vaguely be seen intersecting…

“You want to try?” Xu Qing asked, raising an eyebrow.

Seeing this, the Dao Ancestor of Rock’s pupils suddenly contracted.

“Junior, you forced this on me!”

Clearly, the Dao Ancestor of Rock was anxious.

“It is your honor to die by this Move!”

The Dao Ancestor of Rock suddenly crossed his twin axes before his chest, and all the ancient runes on the axe bodies simultaneously peeled off, forming a massive blood-red altar in the Void Realm.

At the same time, the stone armor surrounding his body began to crack, each falling fragment transforming into a small black hole.

Most terrifyingly, a drop of Dao Ancestor soul blood emerged from his glabella and burned fiercely!

“With my Dao body as a sacrifice—”

“Myriad Worlds No Life!”

With this roar, the entire Chaos Sea suddenly fell into an eerie silence; all sounds, light, and even Dao fluctuations were swallowed by the blood-red altar.

Above the altar, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine collapsing world phantoms slowly emerged, each world emitting its final wail, converging into a destructive torrent that even the Eternal Realm paled at!

These were the worlds he had once refined, each a Major Thousand Worlds with Life that had reached its peak, which he then, through cruel secret methods, refined along with all its living beings, transforming them into the armor that surrounded his body.

Facing this world-destroying strike, Xu Qing’s expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

“Primordial First Line!”

He slowly pressed his palms together, and the miniature Universe compressed further, beginning to devour everything between heaven and earth, his body suddenly plunging into absolute darkness.

That was not ordinary darkness, but the Realm of “nothingness” where even the concept of Chaos did not exist.

In this ultimate darkness, a faint glimmer of light suddenly appeared.

This wisp of light was initially as fine as a hair, yet it contained the mighty power of creation.

It was like the first light of the Primordial era, dividing Chaos into Yin and Yang; wherever the light passed, shattered space automatically repaired, and annihilated Dao reappeared.

Even the wails of the worlds swallowed by the blood-red altar found release in this light.

“Cut.”

Xu Qing softly uttered one word, and that ray of light suddenly transformed into a chasm spanning the Chaos, cutting straight towards the blood-red altar!

“Run! Hurry and run!”

The armies on both sides panicked, retreating from the battlefield one after another!

“Not good! Act quickly!”

At this moment, both the Sword Box Elder and the Eight-Winged Dao Ancestor acted, transferring their respective armies to a distant place; this no longer belonged to their battlefield.

When the destructive torrent of Myriad Worlds No Life met the creative light of Primordial First Line, there was first an absolute silence.

All observers below the Dao Ancestor Realm fell into an eerie state of deafness, unable to even hear their own heartbeats.

Immediately following—

“Boom!!!”

An indescribable explosion swept across the entire Chaos Sea.

At the center of the collision, a Chaos vortex nearly a light-year in diameter spun wildly, drawing everything around it into its depths; the floating stellar debris and battlefield fragments were instantly pulverized into the most primordial Dao particles.

“No… impossible!”

Finally, the moment the destructive torrent was forcibly split open by Primordial First Line, the Dao Ancestor of Rock let out an unbelievable roar of fury.

He watched with wide eyes as the light penetrated the altar and, with undiminished momentum, cut towards him.

In haste, he crossed his twin axes to block, but heard two crisp “crack” sounds—the Sky-Opening Axes, which had accompanied him in battle for millions of years, snapped like rotten wood!

The instant the light reached his body, the Dao Ancestor of Rock’s rock body began to disintegrate.

He looked down at the increasingly bright light mark on his chest and suddenly let out a frantic laugh: “What a Human Race Prodigy! What a Primordial Light!”

In his final moments, this Dao Ancestor, who had dominated the Tianyang World for countless epochs, surprisingly showed a trace of relief in his eyes: “Tens of thousands of epochs of wandering, to die by such a Move today… it is not in vain…”

Before he finished speaking, his body exploded with a roar.

However, before the scattered fragments could land, Xu Qing made a grasping motion with his right hand, sucking all of the Dao Ancestor of Rock into the Qiankun Great World.

“How dare you!”

“Junior, be careful!”

Just then, a furious shout came.