Chapter 307: Just Transmigrated and My Body Exploded

"Fine, let's watch the show first."

As if sensing something, Li Mo's gaze drifted to another corner, a flicker of interest surfacing in his eyes.

He'd been in closed-door cultivation long enough; rest was needed, a balance of work and ease. And what better way than to watch such a fine show?

Of course—watch the show!

His fingers flicked through seals, countless images flashing by. After a long moment, Li Mo's movements paused, as though mulling something over.

"That's about enough. Let's wrap this matter up."

Muttering to himself, Li Mo's figure gradually faded, vanishing from the cultivation chamber in an instant.

In the Three Pure Palace, Yu Qing was still preaching the Dao.

Celestial flowers rained down and golden lotuses sprang from the earth; boundless auspicious qi and endless colored clouds unfurled. Marvel after marvel unfolded in succession, as if infinite radiance bloomed and soared.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Yu Qing snapped his eyes open and stopped preaching.

Not just him—every great power of the Primordial halted their Dao-listening at this moment, all turning their gazes toward one direction.

Boom!!!

In an instant, terrifying auras erupted from every great power.

Though they flared and vanished in a flash, they were like an abyss, like an ocean. Though immediately suppressed, they remained vast and boundless, as if stirring wind and clouds, piercing through billions of voids, shattering layer upon layer of cosmos.

The Three Thousand Great Daos all blazed with light at once, seeming to soar, seeming to dim, as if unable to bear the weight.

Towering and overwhelming, terror without end.

Let alone small-thousand or medium-thousand worlds—even a Great Thousand World would struggle to withstand the supreme might of so many great powers; it would be enough to destroy nearly half a Great Thousand World.

Without hesitation, yet in perfect tacit accord, the figures of every great power vanished at this moment.

In their respective Dao-grounds, the great powers who had been in closed-door cultivation all opened their eyes and vanished along with them.

At this moment, the very atmosphere of the entire Primordial seemed to shift, growing grave.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

"What the hell is this."

"Why did it suddenly stop."

"The big shots all left too."

"Did something happen?"

"Something happened!?"

The auras of the many great powers jolted awake all the beings who had been immersed in Yu Qing's Dao-preaching. Whether in the Three Pure Palace or across the entire Primordial, every living creature stared blank-faced at this moment, utterly clueless about what had occurred.

Expressions shifting between shock and suspicion, every being sensed something was wrong, a vague unease rising in their hearts.

The Primordial Continent, the West.

Above a mountain range suffused with radiant clouds and strange hues, as if brilliant mists were rising—resembling some supreme immortal sacred mountain—currents of obscure spatial power flowed, and a young man materialized out of thin air.

"Where is this... I... transmigrated?"

Eyes dazed, as if still at a loss and unable to make sense of the situation, the young man muttered to himself.

Looking around at the vast, majestic, boundless mountain ranges, a look of delight appeared in the young man's eyes.

"Transmigration! Haha, I actually transmigrated! As expected, I really am the chosen—"

Before he could finish speaking, the man's body suddenly exploded into dust. Only a single point of light remained where he had stood, wavering as if about to break through the void and flee.

Boom!!!

In an instant, the space-time of this region was directly frozen; everything seemed to solidify.

As if layer upon layer of crystalline walls were stacking up, the void visibly transformed into walls of crystal, as if this entire region had been severed from space-time itself.

The next second, figures stepped out of the void one after another, their gazes fixed on where the young man had originally stood. An indescribable look flickered in every pair of eyes—seemingly speechless, seemingly dumbfounded.

All the great powers of the Primordial had descended at once!

"If I'm not mistaken, this transmigrator crossed over in the flesh, but couldn't withstand the spatial crystal walls of the Primordial, so under the pressure of space he directly turned to dust and perished?"

Di Jun's expression was strange as he spoke slowly.

"...."