Chapter 788: Hmph!

That raised grey-white palm, palm facing downward, covered and pressed down on the Ye Clan territory in a light and airy manner!

This palm had no accumulation of power, no preparation, no activation of divine abilities or techniques—it was merely turning the palm over and pressing it downward.

But this "press," caused the entire Ye Clan territory to feel the terror of the apocalypse descending!

Rumble!

A grey-white palm print condensed from pure Ominous power emerged from the void!

The palm print covered the sky and sun, shrouding the entire Ye Clan territory, and even the vast void outside the Ye Clan territory was covered within it!

On the palm print were inscribed countless strange Ominous Runes, each rune emitting a terrifying aura capable of polluting ten thousand Daos, eroding ten thousand laws, and distorting ten thousand spirits!

Before the palm print had even fallen, the mere pressure caused countless buildings in the Ye Clan territory to begin collapsing!

The earth was cracking! The void was distorting!

Some Ye Clan members with lower cultivation bled from their noses and mouths under that pressure, slumping to the ground, unable to even stand!

"No! Founding Ancestor!"

"Don't!"

Countless Ye Clan members saw this scene and emitted heart-wrenching cries.

They saw the Ye Founding Ancestor rush alone toward that grey-white palm print that covered the sky and sun!

The Ye Founding Ancestor's entire body's Supreme Heavenly Dao power erupted frantically as if burning!

Although he had luckily broken through to the Supreme Boundless Great Perfection not long ago and was considered one of the top powerhouses in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

But now, facing an Annihilation Sequence at the Ultimate Leap level, this bit of his power was as insignificant as a candle in a gale!

However, there was not a trace of retreat in the Ye Founding Ancestor's eyes, only resolution and tragedy!

"Today, if these thieves want to destroy my Ye Clan, they must step over this old man's corpse first!"

The Ye Founding Ancestor roared at the sky, his white hair standing on end, his skin bursting, and fresh blood spraying wildly!

He was burning his own bloodline! Burning his own soul! Burning everything he could burn!

He poured all his power into his palms and slammed them fiercely toward the grey-white palm print pressing down!

Boom!

The Ye Founding Ancestor's palms collided with the grey-white palm print!

However, the stalemate he expected did not appear, and there was not even a moment of obstruction.

In the desperate eyes of countless Ye Clan members, the Ye Founding Ancestor flew backward like a withered leaf hit by a meteorite!

"Pfft—"

The Ye Founding Ancestor sprayed fresh blood, mixed with fragments of his internal organs!

His arms exploded into blood mist the moment they touched the palm print!

His chest caved in at a terrifying angle, all his ribs snapped, and bone shards pierced his skin, which was shocking to behold!

He fell like a kite with a broken string toward the depths of the Ye Clan territory!

Rumble!

The Ye Founding Ancestor's body smashed through one divine mountain after another, smashed through the Ye Clan's Scripture Repository, smashed through the Ye Clan's Divine Weapon Hall, and smashed through the Ye Clan's Ancestral Shrine!

Finally, he was smashed deep into the ground at the deepest part of the Ye Clan territory, his life or death unknown!

And that grey-white Ominous palm print was not affected in the slightest, continuing to press down on the Ye Clan territory unhurriedly!

"Founding Ancestor!"

"No! Founding Ancestor!"

Countless Ye Clan members emitted heart-wrenching cries.

Several Ye Clan Ancestors rushed over frantically, wanting to save the Ye Founding Ancestor, but their speed was too slow, slow to the point of despair.

Even more terrifyingly, within the coverage of the Ominous palm print, the Ye Clan territory had already begun to collapse!

Those divine mountains, ancient palaces, and holy towers that had stood for who knows how many years shattered like sandcastles at the slightest touch under the pressure of the palm print!

Large swathes of buildings turned to fly ash, countless Ye Clan members were crushed beneath the ruins, and cries, wails, and screams rang out in one piece!

The earth cracked, opening deep, bottomless rifts!

Some rifts directly swallowed entire Ye Clan buildings, along with the Ye Clan members inside, falling into the bottomless abyss!

The void distorted, and those distorted space rifts, like sharp blades, cut through everything in the Ye Clan territory!

Some Ye Clan members could not dodge in time and were swept by the space rifts, their entire bodies cut in two!

The young Ye Clan disciples, the future of the Ye Clan who had not yet grown up, were now like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, running, crying, and searching for a way to survive in the ruins.

But everywhere there were collapsed buildings, pervasive Ominous Qi, and distorted space rifts; where could they escape to?

"Mother! Mother! Wuu wuu—"

A five or six-year-old Ye Clan child stood in the ruins, covered in blood, crying helplessly.

His mother, just now to protect him, had been crushed beneath a boulder that fell from the sky and had no more signs of life.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

Several Ye Clan girls huddled in a collapsed corner, looking at the corpses of their clansmen around them who had been polluted by Ominous Qi and were undergoing strange mutations, shivering with fear.

Despair shrouded every corner of the Ye Clan.

That beautiful woman in a white dress—Yu Jiaoxue—was now standing on the ruins of the Undying Peak.

She did not escape, because she knew that escaping was useless.

In front of the three Annihilation Sequences, the entire Ye Clan territory was a cage; it was the same wherever she escaped to.

She just stood quietly, her jade hands gently stroking her slightly protruding lower abdomen, those clear eyes looking toward the distant void, as if waiting for something, hoping for something.

Her lips moved slightly, as if silently calling out a name.

Clan Leader Ye Jinghong slumped in the ruins, fresh blood continuously gushing from his mouth.

His injuries were too heavy; just now, he had been grazed by the aura of the palm print, and it had almost cost him his life.

He looked at the grey-white palm print slowly falling in the void, his eyes filled with despair.

"My Ye Clan... is it really going to perish today..."

No one answered him.

Only the rumbling sound of the Ominous palm print crushing down, like the bell of the apocalypse, rang in the ears of every Ye Clan member.

Someone began to sigh at the sky, in extreme despair: "Could it be that the inheritance of my Ye Clan... is really going to be cut off here..."

Some elderly Ye Clan elders supported each other, looking at the palm print that was getting closer and closer, their eyes without fear, only deep sorrow.

They were not afraid of death; they had lived for too, too long; death meant nothing to them.

But what they fear is that the Ye Clan will be severed from this point on, the Ye Clan's bloodline will vanish, and the Ye Clan's heritage will dissipate into smoke and clouds!

"Young Master Wuque... where are you..."

A young Ye Clan disciple whispered, his voice filled with complex emotions intertwined with hope and despair.

In their hearts, that Young Master who had created countless miracles, that Ye Wuque who had crushed all the Heavenly Prides of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms along the way, was the Ye Clan's last hope.

But they also knew that the Young Master was still fighting on the Road of No Return, and whether he could return alive was an unknown.

Just then—

"Hmph!!!"

A cold snort, like thunder from the Nine Heavens, suddenly exploded above the Ye Clan territory! ===== CHAPTER 789 =====