Chapter 920

Her skin, as white as snow, emitted a dazzling radiance that made one dare not look directly at her.

A peerless fairy face, beautiful as a dream and illusion.

The Quasi-Saint realm.

Everything happened in an instant.

The Nirvana of the Phoenix clan was just that magical.

Perhaps stuck at some bottleneck, it would be difficult to break through for ten million years.

But once Nirvana was achieved, it was equivalent to being reborn, undergoing a rebirth.

However, the gains were great, and the risks were also great.

Once falling into a dead end, one would be doomed forever, and the probability was extremely high.

But this time there was almost no risk, and it was easier than imagined.

For a time, Yuan Feng was somewhat unable to adapt, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Her gaze fell on Lin Xia, somewhat burning.

Her heart was like water, ripples spreading out.

Lin Xia was truly like a treasure.

And at this moment, Lin Xia still had not stopped.

The Hongmeng Bead was like a bottomless abyss, continuously swallowing the Great Dao's origin energy.

As the Great Dao's luck was further extracted.

The entire universe trembled violently again, and the loopholes in the Great Dao order expanded further.

Losing the support of origin power, the spiritual energy of some ancient lands was rapidly flowing away, and space was collapsing incessantly.

Watching all this, countless great powerhouses could no longer remain calm.

Lin Xia doing this was severing the foundation of this world.

Once the Great Dao's luck was extracted and swallowed, the world's origin power would also be greatly weakened, even leading to the collapse and shattering of the world's order.

Some revived ancient powerhouses, across endless space-time, took action one after another.

Terrifying divine abilities evolved, and magic treasures appeared one after another.

Space-time vibrated violently.

Torrents of spells, like curtains of rain, intertwined, wanting to drown everything.

All this looked incomparably vast in momentum, but in front of Lin Xia, it was ultimately too insignificant.

These powers dissolved directly before they could even enter this space-time.

Countless great powerhouses were filled with grief and indignation.

They shouted in unison.

"Please, Supreme One, descend, eradicate the anomaly, and protect the Great Dao."

"Please, Supreme One, take action!"

"Please, Supreme One, take action!"

The reason this world was able to develop to its current scene was all due to the bloody accumulation of numerous Kalpa tribulations.

Continuously plundering luck and energy from other space-times.

For this, who knows how many universes had collapsed, shattered, perished, and turned into cold, lonely worlds.

This accumulation had cost who knows how much hard work.

They naturally did not want to see this hard work go down the drain in a single day, all plundered away by Lin Xia.

And at this moment, another universe.

Endless slaughter spread.

A figure covered the chaos.

Because of his appearance.

The long river of time was shrouded in endless gloom.

He was like a shadow, like a nightmare, branded in the hearts of all living beings.

Making them terrified and panicked, as if falling into an endless hell.

This figure was the Supreme One called upon by countless living beings.

His gaze overlooked this universe, carrying emptiness and indifference.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of billions of living beings died miserably, and the origin power of countless lives fell into his hands.

All living beings were helpless, crying miserably.

However, no matter how they grieved and screamed, no one could help them escape the disaster.

Weakness is an original sin.

And opposite her stood a woman.

She was in white, peerless in grace.

Her whole body exuded a cold and arrogant temperament.

Slender and tall, graceful and charming.

Her skin was better than snow, and her features were exquisitely peerless.

A belt was tied around her waist, revealing a curvaceous figure.

Her beauty seemed to be the extreme of this world, indescribable in words.

Peerless and independent.

Like a snow lotus, fresh, cold, and flawless.

She was the child of the Great Dao of this world, born in the Primordial Era, by the side of the long river of time.

Born with immeasurable luck 353.

But due to the limitations of the world's origin, she was ultimately unable to take the final step and reach the Hunyuan Wuji realm.

Facing the descent of the Lord of Nightmares, she was simply unable to prevent the destruction of this world.

A huge picture scroll floated above her head, firmly suppressing her.

At this moment, she no longer had her former nobility, her body stained with blood, her aura weak.

Like a candle in the wind, tottering.

However, her eyes still carried an unyielding will.

"Become my slave, and one day, I will help you go further and ascend to the realm of the Great Dao."

The cold voice of the Lord of Nightmares sounded.

Mu Shenyin looked directly at the Lord of Nightmares, carrying endless hatred and anger.

"If you want to destroy the Relic Pearl Great World, you must first step over my corpse."

A cold smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Nightmares.

"Very well, daring to provoke me, you will regret it forever."

He raised his hand, a huge shadow appeared, and the picture scroll bloomed with terrifying world-destroying fluctuations, as if wanting to swallow this world.

Mu Shenyin's expression changed drastically, and endless despair surged in her heart.

As her thoughts raced, a flash of determination crossed her eyes.

She mobilized her divine power, deciding to self-destruct her origin and give the Lord of Nightmares a final blow.

However, the picture scroll did not fall.

The movement of the Lord of Nightmares suddenly stopped.

His expression also became incomparably grave.

He felt the fluctuations of another space-time; the Great Dao seemed to have been severely damaged.

This fluctuation made his heart palpitate.

Mu Shenyin's gaze carried confusion and astonishment, just as she was about to investigate.

A force suddenly erupted from the picture scroll, swallowing her.

The Lord of Nightmares imprisoned Mu Shenyin, and without any hesitation, raised his hand to tear through space-time, crossing toward the Dream World.