Chapter 834

The entire scene fell into deathly silence once again.

All living beings stared blankly at that peerless, universe-covering white-clad back, their brains completely blank.

The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and even the rushing of the Space-Time River seemed to freeze at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, only that white-clad figure remained, standing alone above the Nine Heavens, like an eternal god overlooking all living beings.

The Heavenly Emperor Cauldron in Ye Zhetian's hand fell to the ground with a clang, but he was completely unaware.

This Ye Clan legend, who had once pierced through the Ominous Main Path with his own strength and clashed head-on with the Lord of Doom, now had a face filled with extreme shock and awe.

He had lived for endless years, seen countless shocking heavenly prides, and seen countless world-dominating experts.

But he had never seen anyone who could be powerful to such a degree.

One finger, just one finger, annihilated the clone of a true Transcendent.

This level of strength had already exceeded all his understanding of the word "powerful."

The Sword of Cutting Dao in Ye Beichen's hand also hung down powerlessly.

He had always been unruly and unyielding; even when facing existences like the Lord of Reincarnation and the Lord of Strange, who were at the peak of Half-step Transcendence, he had never felt the slightest fear.

But at this moment, looking at that white-clad back, only deep awe remained in his heart.

He finally understood what it meant to have people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens.

Compared to this existence, those so-called Half-step Transcendents and so-called legends of the heavens were truly like ants, insignificant.

The Green-robed Emperor's green shirt fluttered slightly in the wind; on his face, the indifference and ease of the past were gone.

He stared blankly at that white-clad figure, muttering to himself: "The legend... is actually true... that existence... is really still alive..."

The Honghuang Longzu's huge dragon eyes were filled with a light of disbelief.

He was the founding ancestor of the Dragon Clan, having witnessed the succession of countless eras, but he had never seen such a terrifying existence.

The aura emanating from that white-clad figure was too supreme, too transcendent.

The Ox Lord lowered his arrogant head, his massive body trembling slightly, his eyes filled with piety and awe.

The bamboo pen in the Painting Lord's hand stopped in mid-air, unable to fall for a long time.

He entered the Dao through painting, painting all the phenomena of the heavens, but he discovered that he could not paint even one ten-thousandth of the demeanor of that white-clad figure.

The bronze alchemy furnace in the Dan Heavenly Emperor's hand stopped rotating, and the furnace fire inside dimmed.

He stared blankly at that figure, his eyes filled with excitement and luck.

The fate threads around the Ming Heavenly Emperor all froze at this moment.

He could deduce the fate of all things in the heavens, but he could not deduce the fate of that white-clad figure at all.

His Dao of Fate was like child's play in front of this existence.

The Xuan Heavenly Emperor and the God-Demon Immortal Venerable also stopped their movements, quietly watching that white-clad back, their eyes filled with deep awe and gratitude.

As for the ten Primordial Supremes on the side of the No Return Road, they were now scared out of their wits, their faces bloodless.

The Lord of Doom trembled violently, the gray-black Ominous Power surging uncontrollably; on his face, the arrogance and indifference of the past were gone, leaving only extreme fear and despair.

He never imagined that the clone of that great existence from the Indescribable Place would be annihilated by a single finger.

He even less imagined that this white-clad person who suddenly appeared would be powerful to such an unimaginable degree.

Annihilating a Transcendent clone with one finger—this level of strength, perhaps only the true body of that existence could contend with it, right?

The teeth of the Emperor of Calamity were chattering constantly, and the dark purple Calamity Power was trembling slightly.

He looked at that white-clad back as if he were seeing the most terrifying nightmare in the world.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Disk and the Undying Reincarnation Tower above the Lord of Reincarnation's head were both emitting unbearable humming sounds, as if they would shatter at any moment.

His face was as pale as paper, his eyes filled with despair.

The distorted body of the Lord of Strange was almost completely collapsing.

He mastered the Strange Dao, could distort reality and alter cognition, but in front of that white-clad figure, he did not dare to operate his Strange Dao even in the slightest.

The transparent figure of the Lord of Void became even thinner, as if it would completely dissipate at any moment.

He mastered the Void Dao, could transform into void, and was immune to all attacks, but he knew that in front of this existence, the void could not save him either.

The soul body of the Lord of Soul was trembling constantly, countless soul fragments dancing around his body, emitting fearful wails.

The huge black hole transformed by the Lord of Devouring was shrinking slightly, as if wanting to hide itself.

In the dead-silent eyes of the Lord of Finality, a light of fear appeared for the first time.

The huge demon shadow of the Lord of Darkness became incomparably illusory, and the Annihilation Demon Qi was constantly dissipating.

The Annihilation Divine Sword in the hand of the Lord of Annihilation also dimmed, hanging down to the ground.

The ten of them were the Primordial Supremes of the No Return Road, world-dominating experts of Half-step Transcendence, and eternal nightmares in the hearts of countless living beings in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

For endless years, they had been high above, overlooking all living beings, viewing the myriad spirits of the heavens as ants, slaughtering them at will, trampling on them wantonly.

They thought that in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, no one could do anything to them.

They thought that in this Great Tribulation of World Annihilation, they would surely win.

But now, they finally understood how ridiculous and insignificant they were.

In front of true absolute power, these so-called Primordial Supremes and so-called Half-step Transcendents were no different from the mortals they slaughtered at will.

Kong slowly withdrew his finger, still with his back to everyone.

His movements were very light, very slow, yet carried an indescribable majesty and power.

It was as if his every movement affected the fate of the heavens and decided the life and death of all things.

His gaze swept faintly toward the direction of the Primordial Supremes of the No Return Road.

No killing intent, no anger, no emotion whatsoever.

It was just like looking at ten insignificant ants.

Yet just this one glance made those ten Primordial Supremes feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their bodies cold and their souls scattered.

An extreme chill rushed straight from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads, and even their souls were frozen at this moment.

They could clearly feel that the shadow of death had completely enveloped them.

"Scram."

Kong spat out a single word faintly.

This word was very light, very faint, yet it was like the command of the Heavenly Dao, like the law of the universe, unquestionable and unresisting.

The moment this word fell, the ten Primordial Supremes felt as if they had been granted amnesty.

They didn't even dare to say a harsh word, nor did they dare to look back.

The Lord of Doom was the first to react, tearing through the space-time in front of him in a scramble, turning into a gray-black stream of light, fleeing madly toward the direction of the No Return Road.

The other nine Primordial Supremes followed closely, all tearing through space-time, fleeing toward the No Return Road for their lives.

Their speed was extreme, transcending time and space, wishing they could grow two more legs.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the ten Primordial Supremes disappeared into the space-time rift.

However, just when they thought they were about to escape completely.

Kong suddenly took action!

No warning, no words.

He was still with his back to everyone, still in that calm and relaxed state.

Only, his right hand was raised lightly again, and his index finger pointed casually toward the direction of the space-time rift.