277: The Emperor's Pass smashes the Demon Mountain!

Ah?!

The billions of Yao Race Martial Artists covering the Demon Mountain all turned pale as paper, their guts tearing apart, as if they had witnessed the most terrifying sight in the world. They trembled from extreme fear, their bodies swaying precariously, feeling dizzy and believing that the end of the world had arrived.

What kind of terrifying existence is this?!

A Great Emperor and two Quasi-Emperors of our race, who had emerged from the Land of Nothingness, were instantly killed, their bodies and Dao destroyed, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, simply by being glanced at by the opponent!

They offered no resistance whatsoever, it was as easy as an illusion! They perished just like that!

That's right, they were killed just by a look! Killed just by a look!!

Such an unbelievable and shocking sight made them unable to trust their own eyes!

However, before these Yao Race Martial Artists could recover from the incredibly shocking scene before them, an even more astonishing sight occurred.

Behind the overbearing figure standing in the star field, holding the massive Pass, dense fleets of Warships suddenly surged forth, like a swarm of locusts passing by.

The sheer number of these fleets of Warships blocked out the sky and sun, giving the illusion that they instantly filled the entire star field.

In an instant, the star field, which had been quiet for a moment, became noisy.

Fierce winds howled, and the Human Race banners hanging on the Warships flapped loudly, sounding like the booming of war drums, stirring the hearts of men.

Just as this boundless fleet of Warships continued to appear... in the Land of Nothingness... waves of heart-palpitating aura gradually spread out.

First one, then two, then three... many figures slowly emerged in the Void Realm. Each one emitted world-shaking pressure, causing the surrounding stars to tremble incessantly.

They all had stern expressions, gazing indifferently ahead, their icy vision piercing through layers of space as if substantial, landing directly upon the Demon Mountain.

At this moment.

The hearts of all the Yao Race Martial Artists on the Demon Mountain, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died completely.

It's over... everything is over...!!

The Front Line actually collapsed without any news being sent back!

Everyone clearly understood what this meant.

However, they couldn't do anything about it.

Not to mention the powerful pressure emanating from the figure holding the massive Pass, which rendered them completely immobile.

Merely the communication blockade imposed by the overwhelming fleet of Warships had already trapped them in a cage.

The only path left for them... was a path that someone had already chosen for them.

RUMBLE—!

Accompanied by a world-shaking roar, the entire star field began to tremble violently!

The colossal figure, manifested by Lin Yan and standing in the star field, suddenly swung his right arm with a force capable of shaking heaven and earth. The Chixuan Pass, which he held in his hand, flew toward the Demon Mountain like a blazing meteor, smashing down fiercely.

And in this instant.

A Vision of Black-Gold Blazing Flames suddenly unfolded, instantly covering the entire star field like a boundless sea of fire.

The Chixuan Pass, which already exuded an ancient and profound aura, appeared even more majestic and powerful, draped in a mysterious and magnificent outer garment of black-gold flowing light, accentuated by the black-gold blazing flames.

Time seemed to slow down drastically at this moment, and Lin Yan's movements did not appear swift. Yet, for the Yao Race Martial Artists on the Demon Mountain, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

They widened their eyes, watching in terror as the massive Imperial Pass continuously grew larger in their sight, feeling an uncontrollable surge of despair and fear in their hearts.

Hoarse and mournful screams echoed.

"No!!!"

BOOM—!

The tremendous sound was like a thousand bolts of thunder, seemingly capable of shattering the entire world. Its volume was so great that it could instantly tear anyone's eardrums, echoing between heaven and earth like a death knell ringing at the end of the Universe, carrying endless fear and despair.

During this chilling collision, two Supreme Treasures, representing the highest glory of their respective Overlord Races, violently slammed into each other in an extremely fierce and shocking manner!

In an instant, they heard a SNAP—! A crisp yet piercing sound rang out.

Countless hideous and terrifying cracks rapidly spread across the Demon Mountain like a spider web, continuously extending and expanding.

At the same time.

Bang... Bang bang bang... One after another, star-shaking explosions rang out, and dense, inseparable Blood Mist bloomed suddenly like brilliant, colorful fireworks.

The entire Demon Mountain was enveloped by this terrifying sight. Billions of Yao Race Martial Artists could not withstand such immense impact force; their bodies instantly exploded under the world-destroying collision, turning into a Bloody Storm.

For a time.

Countless pockets of space began to shatter wildly, and the previously stable spatial structure became fragmented.

Extremely savage Energy Currents surged and churned everywhere like raging torrents, forming chaotic energy vortexes that seemed ready to swallow everything around them at any moment.

In this world-ending scene of heaven and earth collapsing, the entire star field was shrouded in darkness and chaos.

Lin Yan stood like an unshakeable mountain, his expression calm as water, without the slightest ripple. Even though fierce winds howled and lightning flashed all around, his expression remained completely unchanged.

The storms capable of tearing the Void Realm automatically dissipated without a trace when they approached his body, as if encountering an invisible barrier.

Not just him.

Aside from Yi Ming and the four Human Race True Immortal Ancestors, the eyes of the remaining Human Race Martial Artists, whose bodies were protected from the impact of the savage force, also remained unchanged, though their expressions were excited.

Lin Yan slowly raised his head, coldly sweeping his gaze over the nearby Demon Mountain with his extremely icy eyes.

This once majestic and magnificent giant mountain was now riddled with holes and covered densely in crimson, seemingly ready to collapse completely at any moment.

Seeing this sight, not a shred of pity could be discerned on his face. Instead, he let out a Furious Roar that shook the star field.

"SHATTER!!!"

This Furious Roar was like a thunderclap ripping through the sky, or the roar of a demon echoing from the depths of Hell.

A terrifying, world-destroying pressure surged out in all directions like a tide. Wherever it passed, stars dimmed, and the Void Realm trembled.

Lin Yan's right arm suddenly bulged with veins, the thick blood vessels clearly visible, seemingly about to burst through the skin, as he fiercely slammed the Chixuan Pass in his hand toward the Demon Mountain once more.

Only the sound of a "BOOM—!" echoed once more.

Under this powerful and heavy strike, the Demon Mountain, which contained various mighty forces, could no longer hold up and finally collapsed with a crash.

Massive, precious fragments of stone scattered everywhere, sprinkling across the star field.

This breathtaking scene instantly ignited the hearts and minds of all the Human Race Martial Artists inside the boundless Warships and those standing in the star field.

"ROAR!"

"Supreme One! GLORY!!!"

Passionate and surging shouts shook the star field.