Chapter 168

The divine radiance bursting from the depths of the Jun clan's Ancestral Land was like a hundred million suns igniting at once, instantly dispelling part of the terrifying pressure that shrouded heaven and earth!

A tall, blurred figure, its body suffused with the aura of ancient ages, as if it were a living chronicle, stepped forth from the depths of the Forbidden Land, treading endless divine laws, step by step.

With each step he took, the void of the Jun clan's Ancestral Land steadied a fraction; the shattered divine peaks and collapsing palaces seemed temporarily held in place by an invisible force.

His presence seemed like the descent of a realm of Zhutian Huanyu; his aura was vast beyond compare, far surpassing the previous eighteen Ancestors, reaching a terrifying level that even an Immortal King must look up to.

"It… it is the Ancestor!!"

"The Ancestor has awakened! Wonderful! Greetings to the Ancestor!!"

"Welcome the emergence of Grand Ancestor Tai Xuan!!"

Among the surviving Jun clan disciples, a frenzied shout like that of survivors after a calamity erupted, many even moved to tears.

It was as if they had found their ultimate reliance.

Jun clan's Ancestor! Jun Tai Xuan!

This is one of the foundational existences by which the Jun clan truly established order over heaven and earth, a peerless titan that has overlooked myriad ages, weathered countless eras' rises and falls, and remained undying.

He truly stands beyond the Immortal, worthy of being called the overlord of the Nine Heavens, a supreme Titan.

His appearance rekindled hope and fighting spirit in the Jun clan's people, who had been nearly despairing.

Tai Xuan's visage was archaic, his age indiscernible; only his eyes, as if containing the birth and death of the universe, were icy, indifferent, devoid of any human feeling.

His gaze swept over the Ancestral Land littered with carnage and countless casualties, finally settling upon the hemp‑clothed elder standing with hands behind his back in the sky—Cang Bo.

In that look, an extreme coldness and killing intent capable of freezing the Star River instantly coalesced.

"Impudent!"

Tai Xuan spoke, his voice not loud, yet like the Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao, it made countless stars tremble, bearing supreme majesty and wrath.

"The Jun clan must not be insulted!"

"I care not who you are, whence you come, or what your purpose is……"

"Today, since you dare to invade our clan's Ancestral Land and harm our people……"

"Then…… stay!"

As the final word fell, the Jun clan's Ancestor, Tai Xuan, struck out fiercely!

He held back nothing; his first move was the earth‑shattering, heaven‑startling strike!

A withered palm extended; within its palm, countless great worlds seemed to undergo birth, death, and rebirth, while cosmic laws wailed and reassembled within.

A gray Finger Spear, condensing his lifetime's cultivation and embodying the ultimate secret of Tai Xuan's Path of Destruction, like the first thread of annihilative light at the moment of Heaven's Opening and Earth's Splitting, instantly pierced the void, disregarding distance, and thrust straight toward Cang Bo's glabella.

This finger could easily slay swaths of Immortal Kings and shatter countless fragments of the Ten Thousand Ancient Star Domains.

This was the wrathful blow of a Titan beyond the Immortal.

Below, all surviving Jun clan members—including the eighteen Ancestors struggling to reform their bodies and the clan lord Jun Linhai—held their breath, eyes brimming with anticipation and vengeful delight.

They believed that, under the invincible power of the Ancestor, that arrogant hemp‑clothed old man would surely be slain!

Yet, facing that terrifying finger capable of making countless Titans of Zhutian Wanjie blanch, Cang Bo in the sky, his ancient‑well‑still gaze, remained unchanged from beginning to end.

It seemed that Tai Xuan's earth‑shattering, heaven‑startling attack was no different in essence from the kneeling, trembling Jun clan disciples beneath his feet.

They were…… mere ants.

At the instant that gray Finger Spear was about to strike his body, Cang Bo finally moved.

He neither dodged nor unleashed any earth‑shaking divine ability; he merely…… lightly flicked his sleeve.

The motion was gentle and casual, as if he were merely brushing off a speck of dust from his sleeve.

Yet, that seemingly offhand flick of the sleeve——

Hum——!!

An immeasurable terrifying force, beyond words to describe, suddenly burst forth!

This power seemed to sweep across Zhutian Wanjie, condensing the source of all forces from ancient times to the present; it belonged to no known law, yet transcended all laws.

It made no sound, yet at that moment the core edicts of the Boundless Heaven groaned under the unbearable strain.

That gray Finger Spear, capable of piercing a Star Domain, could not even withstand a ten‑thousandth of an instant before this sleeve‑flick; it vanished like snow under sunlight, silently melting and shattering without raising a ripple.

Yet this sleeve‑flick's force did not wane; indeed, it struck first despite coming after, directly impacting the astonished Tai Xuan, who had not yet reacted.

"What?!!"

On Tai Xuan's ancient‑well‑still face, for the first time appeared a look of shock and disbelief!

He felt as if he had been struck head‑on by a seething, furious multiverse.

The divine light protecting his body, sturdy enough to resist the apocalypse of an Epoch, shattered like paper in an instant.

"Boom——!!"

A deafeningly muffled roar!

Beneath the gaze of countless Jun clan members, stunned, terrified, and despairing.

The Jun clan's Ancestor Tai Xuan, whom they regarded as an invincible supreme deity, could not utter another complete sentence; his whole person, like a kite with its string cut or a fly swatted by an invisible palm, flailed in utter disgrace, spewing blood infused with primordial essence, turning into a stream of light that was directly flung away.

His body shattered layer after layer of spatial barriers, piercing countless Star Domains; along his path, ancient stars exploded like fireworks, finally vanishing at the edge of the starry sky, unknown where he fell upon some desolate cosmic Border Wasteland.

Silence!

Death‑like silence!

Inside and outside the Jun clan's Ancestral Land, only the wind howling through ruined walls remained, along with a faint, distant echo of exploding stars.

All Jun clan members—ordinary disciples, Elders, clan lord, even the eighteen Ancestors—stood as if their souls had been sucked away, frozen in place, eyes vacant, thoughts utterly ceased.

An Ancestor…… the invincible Ancestor Tai Xuan…… was…… flicked away by a sleeve……?!!

This far exceeded the limits of their imagination!

This was the shattering of myth, the collapse of faith!

"No…… impossible…… this absolutely cannot be……"

Eighteenth ancestor collapsed limp on the ground, his soul scattered, muttering to himself, Dark Heart almost completely shattered at this moment.