Yan Wu Di Jun, naturally warlike, naturally appreciated individuals like Chuan Fa Xian Zun.
He could see that although Chuan Fa Xian Zun claimed it was an illusion, he had already understood the truth. The strike he unleashed now, burning his own foundation, was fueled by a death wish.
Once this divine killing technique was unleashed, regardless of the outcome, Chuan Fa Xian Zun would surely die. Yan Wu greatly admired those who expressed their resolve through death, acting even when knowing it was futile.
It was just that their stances were opposed, forcing him to kill!
"Your divine ability, built upon the foundation of civilization's heritage, is already infinitely close to the power of a Quasi-Saint, and can even harm some newly ascended Quasi-Saints."
"Even at the cost of your life, unleashing it proves your exceptional combat talent."
"It's a pity... if exceptional combat talent allowed one to challenge those of higher realms, then what would be the point of dividing realms and diligently cultivating?"
"The gap in realms, the gap in cultivation, is irreversible!"
Yan Wu Di Jun merely extended a single pinky finger.
This pinky finger grew longer and longer, eventually engulfing infinite chaotic energy, appearing like a colossal finger of chaos!
The colossal finger of chaos was thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of billions of times larger than the azure cloud!
At this moment, it pointed down.
Within the azure cloud, the countless historical legacies of civilization vanished like smoke!
In the boundless, chaotic expanse, only a single giant finger remained!
A colossal finger of chaos!
It seemed eternally indestructible, never to be erased!
Chuan Fa Xian Zun's face turned incredibly pale.
Having expended his foundation in one strike, he could only sigh in his heart: "Great Lord Qing Yun Mo Shen, I am ultimately powerless to avenge you..."
Following this, Chuan Fa Xian Zun's primordial spirit was annihilated, and he perished completely!
He, who was called the Transmitter and the future Lord of Myriad Immortals, had fallen!
Along with him perished his many direct disciples, as well as countless innate and acquired cultivators of the Qing Yun Dao in the Great World of Qing Yun!
The Great World of Qing Yun had fallen!
Yan Wu Di Jun had merely casually pointed a finger! He hadn't even used his full strength!
Yet, he had annihilated Chuan Fa Xian Zun, and then killed countless rebellious acquired and innate beings in the Great World of Qing Yun!
On the side of the Myriad Realms, the countless supreme experts of numerous worlds turned pale.
Do not assume Chuan Fa Xian Zun was not powerful on the side of the Myriad Realms just because he only had mid-stage Da Luo cultivation.
Know this, among these over two hundred worlds, only seventy-eight had cultivators at the Da Luo level presiding over them!
Only twenty-seven worlds had their strongest cultivators who believed their strength was equal to or even surpassed that of Chuan Fa Xian Zun!
Now, Yan Wu Di Jun had killed Chuan Fa Xian Zun with a single finger.
Over ninety percent of the supreme experts of the various worlds had cultivation inferior to Chuan Fa Xian Zun, and they were now terrified to the point of soiling themselves!
If Chuan Fa Xian Zun could be killed with a single finger,
Then what would be their fate?
The supreme experts in worlds without Da Luo Golden Immortals among the over two hundred worlds trembled!
The supreme experts in the fifty-one worlds with Da Luo Golden Immortals presiding but whose combat power was weaker than Chuan Fa Xian Zun turned extremely pale! They could barely stand!
Even the supreme experts in the twenty-seven worlds where the strongest cultivators surpassed Chuan Fa Xian Zun looked extremely grim.
Yan Wu Di Jun was a true Saint-level combatant.
Even if their cultivation surpassed Chuan Fa Xian Zun, reaching peak Da Luo, early Quasi-Saint, or even being an established Quasi-Saint, what of it?
Their fate would be no different from Chuan Fa Xian Zun's!
Realizing this fact, the supreme experts of the various worlds, after a brief moment of contemplation, decided to flee.
Xuan Yin Zi of the Great World of Tian Shui, a early Quasi-Saint, mingled with the fleeing crowd, piloting the Great World of Tian Shui towards the depths of chaos, hoping to escape Yan Wu Di Jun's annihilation!
Yan Wu Di Jun did not exert much force against her.
Yan Wu Di Jun merely adjusted the power of the colossal finger of chaos slightly, using just the right amount of power, dispersed, to strike at the fleeing supreme experts of the Great Worlds.
Xuan Yin Zi, along with many Da Luo Golden Immortals and nine early Quasi-Saint cultivators from other Great Worlds, were directly annihilated, leaving not even a trace behind!
The Great World of Tian Shui, a world of such anomaly, was completely shattered by Yan Wu Di Jun's precisely controlled power, turning into dust!
With the world destroyed, all its inhabitants naturally perished!
Many other Great Worlds were also annihilated by Yan Wu Di Jun with a single finger!
One man suppressed the Myriad Realms!
One man struck fear into the hearts of the Myriad Realms' experts, making them wish to surrender!
In the Great World of Fan,
The old monk, a peak Da Luo who cultivated the Fan Dao, said to several Fan sect Da Luo cultivators:
"The might of Yan Wu Di Jun is irresistible; he is a true Saint-realm combatant!"
"We have no power to contend with Yan Wu Di Jun!"
"Look at the fate of Chuan Fa Xian Zun in the Great World of Qing Yun, and you will know!"
"Resistance is futile!"
"And you have seen the consequences of fleeing. Xuan Yin Zi, the ruler of the Great World of Tian Shui, a dignified Quasi-Saint with great divine abilities, was also killed with a single finger by Yan Wu Di Jun while fleeing!"
"Fleeing is also futile!"
After the old monk finished speaking, another Fan sect cultivator asked:
"Then what should we do?"
The old monk pondered for a long time and proposed: "Why not try entering the Primordial World?"
This suggestion was born out of desperation, a forced move, but the old monk did not expect that the numerous Fan Dao cultivators would see hope in it.
They all praised the move as brilliant!
"Everyone, think carefully, why did only Yan Wu Di Jun come out to fight? Why did the other humans not appear?"
"This clearly indicates that the Human Heavenly Court only has Yan Wu Di Jun as a Saint-level combatant! He is not one of the one hundred and fifty Saints of the human race, but the sole Saint of the Human Heavenly Court!"
"With Yan Wu Di Jun outside, the guards of the Human Heavenly Court must be empty. If we charge in, we can kill more humans!"
"Before Yan Wu Di Jun catches up, we can kill many humans as escorts, and have a good fight!"
The Fan Dao cultivators, impatient, piloted the Fan Realm, advancing instead of retreating, accelerating their journey towards the Primordial World.
A look of helplessness flashed across the old monk's face, but at this point, he had no way to overcome this calamity, so he did not warn them.
Why warn them? Whether warned or not, it was a dead end. Let them find some solace in their final moments!
Standing in the chaos, Yan Wu Di Jun, who single-handedly suppressed the Myriad Realms, cast a backward glance at the Fan Realm, then turned his attention to other worlds.
He had other matters to attend to and no time to deal with these self-destructive Fan Dao cultivators.
Invading the Primordial World? Dealing with an empty Human Heavenly Court? Yan Wu Di Jun couldn't help but sigh, whose mind had gone awry to come up with such an idea.
...
In the center of the Human Heavenly Court, at the Heavenly Net Department.
Numerous staff members were at work.
"Detected: Fan Realm accelerating its movement, will enter the Primordial World within three minutes."