Chapter 549: Truly Impressive…

The earth‑shattering explosion and the sound of energy annihilation reverberated wildly within the Cave, the entire Cave shook violently; if not for the special material of the Jade Platform and the surrounding rock walls, and the lingering Dao Rhythm of the Fate Master stabilizing it, it would have collapsed completely.

Destruction's turbulence collided everywhere, turning everything inside the Cave upside down.

The energy light gradually dimmed, the raging turbulence slowly subsided.

Then…

Lord Yan, Grey Mist, Golden Wing Figure—at the same moment, their eyes widened as if about to split open!

Their facial expressions, from extreme tension and anticipation, instantly turned into incomparable horror, stupefaction, and bone‑deep fear!

At the center of the Destruction torrent, atop the Jade Platform, the Black Robe Figure still sat cross‑legged as before!

Even the platform beneath him showed not a single crack!

The faint pale golden aura surrounding him had vanished at some point.

He simply sat there quietly, as if the terrifying combined assault that earlier would have forced even the Immortal Realm Peak to brace for battle were just a harmless breeze passing by.

Then, a detached, calm voice, devoid of any emotional inflection, drifted slowly from that direction, piercing clearly into the three's ears, yet exploding in their minds like a thunderclap:

"You…"

"You almost bent one of my hairs…"

"Truly impressive…"

Accompanying the sound, the Black Robe Figure, who had been seated for an unknown length of time, finally rose slowly and unhurriedly.

He turned, his detached, deep gaze, as if holding endless starry heavens and ancient icy cold, calmly settled on the three—Lord Yan and the others—who were as dumb as wooden chickens.

The instant their eyes were swept by that gaze, Lord Yan and the others were struck as if by Nine Heavens' mysterious thunder simultaneously!

Their bodies violently shook, qi and blood surged backward, and their souls throbbed with pain!

"Puff—!"

The slightly weaker Grey Mist and Golden Wing Figure both let out a muffled hum at the same time, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths!

Just a single glance!

And they were already internally injured!

"This is impossible! Who are you…!!"

Lord Yan let out a hoarse, beast‑like growl of injury, his voice filled with disbelief, horror to the brink of madness, and a tremor he himself hadn't even noticed!

He has cultivated until now, surviving countless battles, having seen countless strongmen, yet has never witnessed such an incomprehensible scene!

The opponent didn't even strike; merely standing up, a single glance, already shattered their minds!

"How could this be! How can he be so overwhelmingly strong?! I've cultivated for over nine thousand three hundred years, survived nine deaths and one life, finally entered the Immortal realm, and claim that among my peers I rarely meet an equal! My strongest Nine Suns Overlord Fist, and yet… yet it didn't even scratch a single hair of his!"

Lord Yan's heart screamed wildly, his belief nearly collapsing.

"My… my over nine thousand years of arduous cultivation, did it all go to waste on a dog?!"

The Golden Wing Figure's complexion turned ghastly, his sword‑gripping hand trembling slightly, his Dark Heart struck by an unprecedented shock.

No one knows the raging storm and boundless terror raging within their minds at this moment!

Ye Wuque did not answer their meaningless question.

He seemed to have done only a trivial act, patting nonexistent dust from his body, his gaze still calm as he looked at the three uninvited guests, stating a fact in a detached tone:

"You have interfered with my cultivation."

His voice was not loud, yet carried an undeniable tone of judgment:

"So…"

"Die."

At the instant the word "die" left his mouth, Lord Yan and the others felt an indescribable, irresistible murderous intent, as if emanating from the Primordial of the Heavenly Dao, like an unfading ancient ice cold tide of billions of years, instantly freezing them completely!

Not only their bodies, but even their thoughts and souls seemed solidified!

The ultimate death shadow, like the darkest curtain, enveloped them completely!

"Run!!!"

The instinct to survive overwhelmed everything!

Lord Yan, after all, being in the Immortal Realm Late Stage after countless battles, at the moment the murderous intent arrived, forcibly broke free from that terrifying will‑freeze, letting out a mournful, warped howl, turning to tear through the Void and flee!

Grey Mist and Golden Wing Figure also snapped out of their daze, regardless of everything, activating secret techniques, turning into streaks of light that shot outward!

However—

"Buzz!"

The Void surrounding their forms seemed to turn into the toughest divine golden amber, imprisoning them tightly!

No matter how they burned their refined blood, activated secret treasures, or howled and struggled, they were as immobile as insects caught in a spider's web!

Immediately after, a pale, slender hand that seemed utterly feeble, as if reaching out from nothingness, casually and gently grasped toward the direction of the three.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three muffled sounds, like watermelons being crushed, rang out almost simultaneously!

Lord Yan, Grey Mist, and Golden Wing Figure could not even scream, as that invisible giant hand, like grabbing a chick, snatched them midair and slammed them hard against the hard Jade Platform!

At the moment they hit the ground, the light surrounding the three scattered, their weapons wailed as they fell, and inside their bodies came a rapid crackling like beans being fried, the sound of all meridians, bones, and acupoints being instantly shattered and nullified!

The Immortal cultivation they had painstakingly honed for tens of thousands of years, which they were proud of, was completely erased by that single grasp!

"Puff—!!!"

The three simultaneously spewed blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, their breaths instantly withering to the extreme, like three dead dogs whose spines had been ripped out, flaccid on the ground, unable even to lift a single finger.

Heart like ash! Utterly desperate!

They knew they were finished.

Their cultivation was nullified; on this law‑of‑the‑jungle Origin Ancient Road, it was ten thousand times more tragic than death itself.