Chapter 631: The Four Great Supremes Reduced to Waste!

As if—

The summons of the Grim Reaper!

"Aaaahhh!"

The Nine‑Bone Supreme roared to the heavens, his voice full of resentment and venom:

"Why did we have to encounter such a being!"

"Why is it like this!"

The Fatal Supreme also went mad:

"Damned it!"

"Where are those peak‑ranked Heavenly Dao Supremes of my Other Shore?!"

"Didn't they say they'd be here any moment?!"

"Why haven't they arrived yet!"

"What on earth is happening!"

He howled wildly, but received no response!

The Xuesha Supreme and the Faceless Ghost Lord wore faces of utter despair!

They knew—

Today, we're doomed!

Completely doomed!

……

At that moment—

That beam of light finally fell upon them!

Hum—!!!

The light flickered gently!

Then—

A terrifying thing happened!

The aura of the Four Great Supremes suddenly began to plummet!

The speed of that decline was astonishingly fast!

So fast that they couldn't react at all!

Supreme Realm!

Origin Dao Realm!

Immortal Realm!

Under Immortal!

Vast Divine Realm!

……

In just a few breaths—

The Four Great Supremes became four pieces of trash!

Their cultivation—

was completely nullified!

Puff—!!!

All four spewed a huge mouthful of fresh blood at once!

The blood sprayed across the endless sky!

Their complexion turned extremely pale!

They fell to the ground in a terribly awkward heap!

"My cultivation… My cultivation…"

The Nine‑Bone Supreme collapsed on the ground, muttering, his voice full of despair and collapse:

"Aaaahhh!"

"My cultivation has been nullified!"

He clawed at his Gray White face madly, his features twisted with madness and despair!

The Xuesha Supreme also screamed wildly:

"No—!!!"

"My cultivation, honed through endless years of arduous practice!"

"My Supreme Dao Fruit!"

"Just like that… just like that it's gone?!"

The pool of Xue Hai he became has now completely dissolved, leaving only a clump of dark‑red Blood Mist writhing on the ground, utterly tragic!

Although the Faceless Ghost Lord made no sound, the ghostly aura surrounding him had completely dissipated; his form became illusory, flickering, as if it could vanish at any moment!

And the Fatal Supreme—

Even more, his face was a mask of gray defeat, trembling all over!

He was only one step away from the chance to break through to Heavenly Dao Supreme!

Just a little bit!

Just a little!

And now—

Everything is gone!

"Aaaah..."

He let out a desperate wail, the sound like a fierce ghost's lament, chilling and hopeless!

Rather than killing them outright—

It's still unbearable!

It's still painful!

Supreme cultivation was just nullified like this!

This is the Heavenly Sword cultivation they earned after countless years of arduous practice!

In an instant it was destroyed!

From the clouds, plummeting to the valley floor!

That drop, that despair, is enough to make anyone collapse!

They would rather die!

They don't even want to endure such pain!

……

The entire scene—

Dead silence!

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, their eyes filled with ultimate shock and awe!

A beam of light—

It nullified the four Supremes!

What is this concept?

What terrifying power is this?!

Countless living beings, their gazes toward that Bronze Ancient Mirror, all changed!

They became—

Fervent!

Awe!

Worship!

That is the highest tribute to a truly invincible existence!

"Too strong... too strong..."

Cang Shitian murmured, his voice trembling:

"This is the Time‑Space Mirror..."

"This is the legendary supreme relic..."

The Heavenly Sword Master also wore a face full of awe, shaking his head repeatedly:

"Today, I have finally opened my eyes..."

"Such an existence truly cannot be fathomed..."

And the four Supremes—

The Nine‑Bone Supreme collapsed on the ground, its nine bone spikes already shattered and scattered. Its aura was so weak it resembled that of a mortal, even less than a junior who has just embarked on the path of cultivation.

Xuesha Supreme's Blood Sea has completely dissipated, leaving only a clump of Blood Mist that slowly writhes on the ground, emitting a faint wail.

The Faceless Ghost Sovereign's form was so ethereal it was almost invisible, as if a gust of wind could disperse it at any moment.

The Death Supreme wore a face of ash, eyes hollow, like a walking corpse.

Their Supreme authority?

Gone without a trace.

Their arrogance?

Worth nothing.

At this moment, they are four worthless ones.

Four beings whose cultivation has been nullified, worthless.

……

And that Bronze Ancient Mirror, after nullifying the four Supremes—

A flash of light!

It instantly vanished on the spot!

The next moment—

It has already returned to Ye Wuque's Primordial Sun Ring!

Obviously—

There is no longer any need for it to intervene further.

Indeed—

The one that just acted, of course, was that Bronze Ancient Mirror that has accompanied Ye Wuque for years!

This supreme relic is incredibly mysterious.

Usually, it sleeps within the Primordial Sun Ring, indifferent to Ye Wuque's summons.

But it always steps in to save Ye Wuque at his most perilous moments.

Today's display of intervention truly left Ye Wuque in awe.

No wonder even his father Ye Zhengrong treats this supreme relic with utmost respect!

No wonder it's the Bronze Ancient Mirror!

In general, it despises taking action.

But once it acts, it will surely be earth‑shattering!

A flash of light nullified the four Great Supremes!

Truly shocking!

Ye Wuque felt a deep surge of gratitude in his heart.

Originally—

He and Feng Caichen were, indeed, trapped in an absolute crisis.

Fortunately, the Bronze Ancient Mirror intervened in time, sparing them from disaster.

Otherwise—

At their current level, they could never contend with a true Supreme.

Moreover—

The Nine Bone Supremes are not even Ordinary Supremes.

They are Titan‑level beings among the Supremes!

The gap is far too large.

But Ye Wuque firmly believes—

Once he truly transcends Immortality, even when facing a genuine Supreme—

He will still have the right to a duel!

And that battle may come soon.

Ye Wuque used Divine Sense to communicate, thanking the Bronze Ancient Mirror.

"Thanks, big brother, for stepping in to save me."

His tone was full of sincerity and gratitude:

"I, the junior, am endlessly grateful."

Bronze Ancient Mirror—

still gave no response.

It remains as aloof as before.

As if that earth‑shattering strike earlier was merely a trivial gesture, unworthy of mention.

Ye Wuque was not surprised at all.

He had already become accustomed to it.

…

At this moment—

Jiemie Blade Sovereign and Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign stepped forward in a single stride!

In an instant they descended into the huge pit where the four Great Supremes of the Nine Bone Supremes had fallen!

From their lofty height they looked down upon the four Supremes who had once been lofty but now lay on the ground like dead dogs—

Their eyes filled with cold murderous intent and mockery!

"Hehe…"

Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign let out a cold snort, his voice like ancient ice:

"Hope to kill me across the Nine Heavens Ten Earths?"

"Not that easy!"

He paused, gazing at the four disheveled Dark Shadows, his eyes full of mockery:

"How about it?"

"The feeling of a Supreme's cultivation being nullified—"

"How does it feel?"

The Nine Bone Supreme lifted his head; on his Gray White face now lay only pallor and despair.

But after all, he is a Supreme!

Even with his cultivation nullified, he still considered himself a Supreme!

And the pride and dignity of being a Supreme!

"Hmph!"

He let out a hoarse, weak snort, yet it still carried a hint of stubbornness and defiance:

"It's merely the winner becoming king and the loser a bandit!"

"We admit defeat today!"

He paused, and in his hollow eyes flickered a strange madness:

"But—"

"You all are destined to die!"

"Because—"

"You have no idea what a great and terrifying existence you are about to face!"