"Boom——!!!"
Gu Qingfeng's expression was indifferent. Facing the frenzied counterattack of the Taixu Divine Master who burned his source without regard for anything, he merely pushed out a palm effortlessly.
This palm seemed to contain the weight of the entire Netherworld, pushing the Netherworld Path power, already at the Ninth Layer, to its extreme.
Where the palm wind passed, the Chaos Universe mourned!
All other Dao power rules present in this expanse of void crumbled, shattered like fragile glass, ultimately returning to nothingness.
As if in the face of this absolute Netherworld order, all Great Taos had no right to exist.
A crisis of death, cold and desolate as if from the endpoint of reincarnation, pierced like billions of steel needles into the core of the remaining Divine Soul of the Taixu Divine Master, making his face change drastically, horrified to the extreme.
At the edge of life and death, the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything.
