Above the Long River of Time.
Dao Tianqi's expression was grave. He lowered his eyelids, and what met his eyes were astonishingly the Dao Lords, located at different times, clearly in the same place yet distinct from one another.
Just this one glance allowed him to somewhat comprehend the situation.
Until the sound of footsteps echoed faintly.
"Thud, thud..."
Every step was heavy as a mountain, seemingly stepping on Dao Tianqi's Primordial Spirit, jolting him awake, forcing him to look up at the majestic figure approaching from the distance.
His speed wasn't fast; his movements were slow and unhurried. However, in the next instant, he stepped from an extremely distant place right in front of Dao Tianqi. This was not shrinking the ground to an inch, nor was it profound footwork. This was directly manifesting the future of "walking in front of Dao Tianqi" into reality.
Seeing this, Dao Tianqi didn't say a word, turned around, and fled.
The gloomy Netherworld astonishingly surfaced. His figure was about to dive into it immediately. That was his home turf; even the Primordial Saint would find it difficult to kill him there.
Seeing this, the Primordial Saint didn't utter a word.
He still took a single step out, without warning, walking directly between Dao Tianqi and the Netherworld, as if becoming a barrier separating the past and the future.
Dao Tianqi was in the past, the Netherworld was in the future.
The two seemed close at hand, but in reality, they were completely out of reach. After the Primordial Saint cut off Dao Tianqi's retreat with this, he once again extended a finger.
"Rumble!"
There was no reminiscing between master and disciple. The moment the Primordial Saint appeared, it was a killing move. Feeling the fatal crisis transmitted from that finger, Dao Tianqi instead revealed a smile:
"So anxious, Master."
Clearly, at this moment, the Primordial Saint appeared to possess boundless mighty power, dividing all Dao Lords with his gestures, about to inevitably kill him. Yet Dao Tianqi still smiled.
Because from these series of actions, he felt an indescribable "anxiety." In his view, the Primordial Saint's decisive killing move wasn't because it was his nature to do so, but because he had to be decisive, he had to kill. Seven Dao Lords seemed to have ultimately pushed him to his limit.
At this thought, Dao Tianqi immediately clapped his hands together.
Immediately following that, an ink-black precious wheel appeared in his palms. He held it up in the center of his hands. It rumbled and turned, flowing with rolling netherworld death qi.
[Wheel of Reincarnation]!
The eighth component of the Netherworld. With its circulation, the positive stature that originally filled the Dark Void astonishingly crashed downwards at this moment!
In an instant, the Primordial Saint's movements abruptly stopped!
At this moment, Dao Tianqi was astonishingly using his own stature to clash head-on with the Primordial Saint. This method of directly attacking the foundation forced the Primordial Saint to act to defend.
However, just as Dao Tianqi had guessed, the current Primordial Saint seemed to have been stretched to his limits. Drawing out a fraction of mighty power here resulted in a flaw appearing there. The result was that the Long River of Time below abruptly fluctuated. The figures of the various Dao Lords turned from illusory to solid, seemingly able to break free in the next second.
"..."
Seeing this scene, the Primordial Saint's gaze stirred slightly. However, his reaction was lightning-fast. He didn't try to kill Dao Tianqi with a finger anymore, but rapidly switched to another profound wonder.
Immediately following that, he was seen forming a hand seal with one hand, commanding a beam of heavenly light.
This time, he poured in even more mighty power. Dao Tianqi had no way to resist. In a split second, his figure transformed into a lone shadow and disappeared into the depths of the Dark Void.
He had been driven to the [Future].
Although he wasn't killed, for a considerable amount of time, he wouldn't be able to interfere with what was happening in the [Present] anymore, which was no different from being dead.
"Rumble!"
In the next instant, the Long River of Time disintegrated.
The Dao Lords successively appeared. Lu Yang was the first to walk out, but he didn't see Dao Tianqi's figure. Standing in his place was the Primordial Saint with flowing large sleeves. Lu Yang's heart instantly sank slightly.
"Cough, cough..."
Right at this moment, the Primordial Saint suddenly put a fist to his lips and coughed out a bit of blood qi. His originally perfectly unified aura astonishingly showed a drop.
The disintegration of the Long River of Time ultimately had some impact on him. Even so, this was enough to shock the crowd. After all, he had just fought seven people single-handedly, trapping six and driving away one. Although he failed to thoroughly kill Dao Tianqi, the result wasn't much different from killing him.
Then the question arose.
How many more times could he execute such a method?
One must know, the reason Dao Tianqi didn't die just now was certainly partly due to his strength. However, more importantly, it was because the Primordial Saint truly couldn't spare any extra effort.
But it was different now.
Now only six Dao Lords remained. If the Primordial Saint repeated his old trick, he would inevitably have more methods to execute. It wasn't impossible for him to truly kill a Dao Lord!
Not just Lu Yang, the other Dao Lords also realized this point.
The numbers absolutely could not decrease anymore!
In an instant, the Sword Lord and Cang Hao were seen attacking simultaneously. However, they didn't attack the Primordial Saint. Instead, they circulated a profound wonder, erupting with a Dao sound that resonated through the Dark Void.
"Seal come!"
Instantly, Lu Yang felt the fluctuations within the sea of light. He didn't block it, allowing the profound wonder within to circulate. Finally, a resplendent, multi-colored light flew out.
That was a True Dragon.
As soon as the True Dragon appeared, it immediately joined its head and tail, its mouth biting its tail, its tail looping to its head, forming a ball, like a five-colored precious lock, hanging high in the Dark Void.
[Heavenly Heart Seal]!
The Dao artifact forged by the Ancestral Dragon in the past was currently flowing with five-colored brilliance. Seeing this, Lu Yang immediately mobilized the Five Elements Dao Fruits to augment it, increasing its profound wonder.
"Click!"
A soft sound of a lock clicking into place caused the Long River of Time, which was originally surging over again, to abruptly stop. This Dao artifact was once the foundation of the [Heavenly Dao]. Now that Sisui was about to break free and the [Heavenly Dao] was about to be destroyed, the Sword Lord and Cang Hao were no longer stingy. They directly summoned back this treasure, forcefully suppressing the Primordial Saint!
However, right at this moment.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Time surged, and the Primordial Saint's figure split into two again at this moment. A shadow of the past took the [Heavenly Heart Lock] away, while the other figure remained in place.
"Cough, cough..."
His coughing grew louder, and the blood qi filling the Dark Void became increasingly intense. Yet the Dao artifact, the [Heavenly Heart Seal], was surprisingly moved away by him!
At this time, the Dao Lord of Dao Arts finally made his move.
Prior to this, he and Dou Xuan had remained completely silent and hadn't used any profound wonders, seemingly powerless. It wasn't until this moment that he finally bared his fangs.
The Primordial Saint looked up at the sky, only to see a scripture scroll made of jade slips lying horizontally in the Dark Void. It seemed to have been set up for a long time. And on the scripture scroll were endless principles of Dao arts, every word a gem, manifesting profound wonders, jointly sketching a rosy rainbow that shone upon the Primordial Saint's indifferent face.
"All profundities extinguished, myriad wonders all perish."
This is called—[Myriad Laws Extinction Scripture]
"Rumble!"
Instantly, all the concepts enveloping the Primordial Saint's body were like phantom bubbles, rising one after another and then shattering. His profound wonders were astonishingly rapidly decaying and breaking!
"This is..."
Seeing this scene, astonishment surfaced in Lu Yang's eyes: 'Damage to the foundation, what a Myriad Laws, what a Dao Lord of Dao Arts, indeed much stronger than Dou Xuan!'
Because Sisui was sealed and the Dharma Body Dao shattered, the Three Foundations were henceforth missing one. Originally, this was a bad thing. However, this Dao Lord of Dao Arts had a unique approach, instead incorporating this "missing" concept into his own profound wonders, deducing Dao arts, and ultimately reverse-engineering the profound wonder of the complete extinction of all dharmas!
Spiritual power, Dao arts, and Dharma Body are the foundations of cultivators.
When the foundation is missing, all dharmas extinguish completely.
This profound wonder could be called a special attack against cultivators. As long as you were still within the category of a cultivator and hadn't jumped out of it, it was impossible to escape its influence!
This was not the end yet.
The rolling rosy light was like a tide, firmly suppressing the Primordial Saint, making it difficult for him to move. At the same time, a figure also silently appeared behind him.
Behind the shiny bald head surged the pitch-black light of tribulation qi, intensifying the [Dharma Extinction Scripture] activated by the Dao Lord of Dao Arts. Simply because this profound wonder targeting cultivators was originally one of the [Tribulations], perfectly fitting its Dao. With the two layered together, the World Honored One's aura skyrocketed rapidly at this moment.
"Pfft!"
A broad Buddhist palm entered from the back and exited the front chest, brazenly piercing through the Primordial Saint's body, whose profound wonders were exhausted, Concepts collapsed, and lacked even the slightest bit of protection!