Chapter 460: Primordial Light

However, the scene that followed utterly overturned their perception and shattered the last shred of luck Lei Tiankuang possessed.

Facing that terrifying Thunder Celestial River capable of extinguishing the Star River, the leisurely‑moving Primordial Light made no pause and showed no change.

It gently and naturally pierced through the past.

It was not a smash, not an annihilation, nor an avoidance.

As if that vast, infinitely powerful Thunder Celestial River never existed!

Or perhaps, before the supreme Great Power of the Primordial Light, the laws and Dao Rhythm of destruction, judgment, and power embodied by the Thunder Celestial River met their absolute source and master, and thus disintegrated, returned, becoming the most basic, harmless primordial qi of heaven and earth?

There was no earth‑shaking explosion, no annihilation from energy collision.

In the stunned, horrified, incomprehending gazes of everyone, the Primordial Light, like passing through an illusory water veil, crossed the massive Thunder Celestial River without hindrance; its speed did not waver, still bearing that leisurely yet unstoppable bearing, and it lightly touched, just before Lei Tiankuang's brow, the Quasi‑Supreme Dao Fruit that radiated an awe‑inspiring, invincible aura.

Pop.

A barely audible, almost negligible sound.

Like the sound of a soap bubble popping.

The Quasi‑Supreme Dao Fruit, which Lei Tiankuang treasured as his life, had cultivated for countless years and contained his lifelong Dao and hope, under the gentle touch of the Primordial Light could not even muster a tenth of a moment's resistance; it shattered and vanished silently like a pierced illusion!

The moment the Dao Fruit shattered, Lei Tiankuang seemed struck by an ancient thunder!

His body convulsed violently, and from his Seven Orifices burst forth dark‑golden blood containing fragments of Dao Rule!

All the madness, fury, and horror on his face froze at this moment, replaced by a bone‑deep despair and… an ultimate terror akin to sudden enlightenment!

He strained, moving his eyes bit by bit toward the direction from which the Primordial Light surged, the depths of the void.

His lips quivered, using his last ounce of strength, and he let out a cry mingled with unparalleled horror, disbelief, and a hint… as if after glimpsing some ultimate terror, a shivering exclamation:

"Primordial… Light! This… this aura… you… could you be… the… legendary… that… person…"

The words could not be finished.

Because that sliver of Primordial Light, with a gentle touch that shattered his Dao Fruit, and still sweeping over him without losing momentum—

Bang!

A muffled thud.

Lei Tiankuang's hunched body, still burning with his last thunder, was like a sand sculpture weathered for eons; from the point the Primordial Light touched, countless fine cracks of faint chaotic hue instantly spread.

The next instant, his entire body, along with the remaining clothes, the talisman he wore, and even the soul fragments and life marks scattered by the shattered Dao Fruit, silently disintegrated into the tiniest particles, finer than dust, drifting away with the wind, fully merging into the boundless starry sky.

No trace remained, no residual energy ripple.

A Thunder Clan Great Ancestor Lei Tiankuang, whose fame spanned the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, whose cultivation had reached the Quasi‑Supreme Realm, capable of founding a sect and being revered as an ancestor, was thus lightly erased, as if rubbed away by an eraser, and completely… fell and vanished.

The starry sky fell into death‑like silence.

Only the Primordial Light, having fulfilled its mission, swayed slowly in the void, dissipating, leaving specks of dream‑like chaotic light.

After several breaths, the Heavenly Sword Master and Seven Yu Elder barely recovered from the unparalleled shock.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the lingering tremor and the almost overflowing excitement and reverence in the other's eyes!

Instant kill!

The true, unadorned, crushing instant kill!

A Thunder Clan Old Patriarch who had refined a Quasi‑Supreme Dao Fruit and whose strength far surpassed the two, appeared as fragile as paper before the mysterious Primordial Light!

Even his life‑risking strike and Quasi‑Supreme Dao Fruit could not make the light pause at all!

This… what level of power is this? What realm of existence?

Their gazes, simultaneously and with boundless awe and anticipation, turned toward the direction where the Primordial Light first ignited, that seemingly empty void.

At that moment, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, upon sensing a powerful ally arriving, also halted the activation of their trump cards.

They too were exhilarated; the scene that had just upended their perception was deeply etched into their souls.

They knew that the one who struck must be an inconceivable being, far beyond the Heavenly Sword Master and Seven Yu Elder, standing at the true pinnacle of the Zhutian Wanjie!

Under the watch of four gazes, that Void, like a calm water surface struck by a stone, sent out gentle ripples of Space.

Under the four gazes, that void, like a calm water surface struck by a stone, rippled with gentle spatial waves.

At the center of the ripple, a figure, gradually solidifying from illusion, took a slow step… forward.

It was a middle‑aged man, appearing about thirty, with a face warm and smooth as jade.

He wore a plain moon‑white robe, without any luxurious adornments; his long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, tied with a simple wooden hairpin.

His looks were not peerless beauty, yet possessed an indescribable harmony and naturalness, as if his visage was meant to be just so—any more would be excess, any less a flaw.

He simply stood there, emitting no imposing aura, nor surrounded by dazzling divine light phenomena, ordinary as a well‑read, gentle‑tempered scholar in the mundane world.

Yet, this ultimate ordinariness and restraint, when seen by giants like the Heavenly Sword Master and Seven Yu Elder, shook their hearts more than any earth‑shaking pressure!

Because they realized they could not at all perceive the other's level of existence!

The other seemed merged with the universe, the boundless void, the hidden Dao itself—he was the Dao, he was nature!

Even more shaking their hearts to the point of almost shouting was that, beneath the warm and peaceful exterior, a fleeting glint deep in the middle‑aged man's eyes seemed to have seen through the Eternal Time and Space, endured the vicissitudes and indifference of the universe's Reincarnation, and emitted a faint, innate, invincible aura that towers above the myriad ways of Zhutian!

Even more, what made their hearts quake, nearly shouting, was that beneath his warm, gentle exterior, a fleeting glint in the depths of the middle‑aged man's eyes seemed to have seen through Eternal Time and Space, endured the vicissitudes of countless cosmic reincarnations, and exuded an innate, invincible aura that towered above all heavens and myriad ways!

The moment they beheld the true form of this middle‑aged man, combined with the unique Primordial Light, the last hint of speculation in the hearts of the Heavenly Sword Master and Seven Yu Elder was finally fully confirmed!

"Prim… Primordial Light… source of all Dao… returning to simplicity… you… you…"

"The one from the legend… that… Tai Chu Senior?!!"

Seven Yu Elder also trembled slightly, his shock turning into pure awe and excitement; he bowed, his voice likewise filled with indescribable reverence:

"Primordial Light… shines through the ages… indeed… in today's world, to possess and wield such pure Primordial Light… across the whole realm, perhaps only… Tai Chu Senior!"

Their words, like thunder, echoed through the silent starry sky.

Tai Chu!

This title is by no means unfamiliar to those of the highest tiers across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands and the Zhutian Wanjie!

It is a living legend, a walking myth!

There are countless legends about him; he originated the Tai Chu Way, first created the Tai Chu Sword Intent, traversed the universe with the Primordial Light, opened the Tai Chu Universe, his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is said he has long transcended the ordinary Supreme's scope, being praised as one of the supreme Dark Beings closest to—or perhaps already having stepped into—that legendary great transcendental realm!

His existence itself is an epic, the ultimate pinnacle that countless cultivators look up to!

No wonder! No wonder Lei Tiankuang's Quasi-Supreme Power, exhausted to the utmost, is like child's play before the Primordial Light!

If this legendary Tai Chu Senior were to act, then everything would make sense!

Having grasped this point, Heavenly Sword Master and Seven Yu Elder have no further hesitation or doubt.

Both of them simultaneously adjusted their attire, their expressions solemn to the extreme, and faced the middle‑aged man in a moon‑white long robe, warm and jade‑like, bowing deeply and with utmost respect, their voices uniform and filled with soul‑born awe:

"We..."

"Salutations to Tai Chu Senior!"

"Respectfully welcome the Senior's arrival!!"

The voices reverberated, in this starry sky that had just endured life‑and‑death combat and witnessed a myth's descent, appearing especially solemn and dignified.