He was prepared to abandon everything, so he no longer cared about anyone! Even if it was another Shalan Ancestral Patriarch, he couldn't be bothered!
Let everyone die together!
The long road of the Netherworld, it's just right to have soone accompany it!
Thus, in an instant, the primordial spirit of the Shalan Ancestral Patriarch, who had been desperately withstanding the golden thunderbolt, was shattered by the self-explosion of the Shalan Primordial Patriarch's primordial spirit!
There wasn't the slightest chance to escape, nor any space to dodge.
The self-explosion of a Supre Ancestral Patriarch's primordial spirit, this power… is annihilation!
Throughout ten thousand ages, perhaps many Supre Ancestral Patriarchs have died, but none have died like this.
It's too tragic!
The mont the primordial spirit exploded, even the infinitely thick barrier overhead surged with waves millions of miles high, forming a tsunami-like tide, madly rushing in all directions.
Ming Wanli and Ming Youming, two Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Minghe Clan, had just charged forward, faces twisted in ferocity, ready to launch a lethal strike at Chu Mo. But suddenly, they all froze, their ferocious expressions transford into boundless terror and dread. They realized instantly what had happened. Unable to resist cursing: "Bastard!"
However, along with this sound, they were all engulfed by this force in an instant!
The other two Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Ancient Ye Clan, Ye Wuqing and Ye Wufa, faced the sa fate. They were too shrewd, initially not rushing towards Chu Mo.
But facing such a self-explosion of a Supre Ancestral Patriarch's primordial spirit, shrewdness ant nothing. Even a slightly greater distance had no effect!
At this mont, they were swept in instantly.
Powerful force, tearing at their flesh, primordial spirit, divine soul, spirit… tearing everything into fragnts directly!
In the instant before death, the faces of these two Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Ancient Ye Clan were filled with an incomparably complex expression, their minds almost blank.
They had considered the possibility of dying; before Chu Mo descended upon the Ancient Ye Clan, they had thought they might not escape the tribulation. Using endless Daoism to make various calculations, all results were quite pessimistic. Yet, they escaped that tribulation, even becoming the ones with the best fate among all the Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Thirteen Clans!
Of course, not counting the Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Luoshui Family and the Cold Ice Family below. Well, at this mont, the six Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Cold Ice Family are certainly dood!
In this situation, no living being in this part of Heaven and Earth could survive!
Ye Wuqing and Ye Wufa felt regret that was taller than the heavens, deeper than the sea, to an inestimable degree!
If they had continued to abide in the Elite Alliance as foundational ancient patriarchs, nothing would have happened, they could have continued living well, continued laying out plans for ten thousand ages, continued controlling reincarnation…
What is this now? Chu Mo certainly couldn't escape this tribulation.
In such a terrifying self-explosion of the primordial spirit, no being caught within could escape death.
But does this really have any aning? Chu Mo died, and they followed him into burial?
Is there a more laughable thing in the world than this?
At this mont, Ye Wuqing and Ye Wufa, these two Supre Ancestral Patriarchs, didn't even have the energy to hate the Shalan Bandit Primordial Patriarch who initiated the self-explosion, only felt sadness and absurdity.
The other Supre Ancestral Patriarch of the Minghe Clan, left with only his primordial spirit, fled outward, suddenly sensing the entire Heaven and Earth… completely transford in appearance, his primordial spirit face filled with horror and speechlessness, eyes wide, watching the madness of the force, mountain and sea roaring into a tsunami.
Then, in an instant, he was completely engulfed by this force, directly shattered into fragnts.
In the mont of total loss of consciousness, this tragic Supre Ancestral Patriarch roared to the heavens: "Madn! Madn! Madn!"
The self-explosion of a Supre Ancestral Patriarch's primordial spirit, such power, at such a close distance, no living being could escape.
The six Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Cold Ice Family trapped in the arrays below could not escape either!
In that tiny space, struggling to withstand the Supre Heavenly Tribulation, was already difficult enough. Then, a force of destruction thoroughly enveloped this Heaven and Earth.
Golden thunderbolts, forces of destruction.
This part of Heaven and Earth was imdiately shattered.
The six Supre Ancestral Patriarchs of the Cold Ice Family didn't even know what happened, directly torn into fragnts by this force, then further torn apart, ultimately… transforming into endless nothingness.
It could be said, their deaths were more stifling!
A sudden calamity from the heavens, completely unavoidable…
What about Chu Mo?
Under such terrifying waves of force, nothing in this world had any chance of exemption!
Not even Supre Ancestral Patriarchs!
Chu Mo… also cannot!
The mont the explosive force burst, Chu Mo's flesh was nearly collapsing!
At the sa ti, ten blood moons from the Celestial Mirror shot out in an instant. They did not appear in human form, but as ten blood moons, instantly surrounding Chu Mo.
The Chaos Furnace roared and erged, hovering above Chu Mo's head, emitting a torrent of chaos energy. Each wisp was unimaginably heavy. This chaos energy was the true primordial breath, just one strand... heavier than a star!
Heaven Slaying emitted a sharp, piercing sound, and suddenly a figure appeared on its eerie blood-colored blade.
The figure was extrely ancient, exuding an infinite aura of long-forgotten primal tis.
In the instant it appeared, in this shattered world, ti and space ca to a strange halt. This figure was like a silhouette made of faint light, its facial expression unclear.
He extended a hand to envelop Chu Mo.
The ten blood moons that had begun to disintegrate, the Chaos Furnace, and Chu Mo's body, mind, and primordial spirit... at this mont, as though ti had reversed, miraculously reassembled themselves!
It was indeed a reversal of ti!
Chu Mo could feel this divinely majestic force incredibly clearly. He looked dazedly at the figure made of light, then at his own body, watching it reassemble from the fragnts, and then quietly return to the ten blood moons on the Celestial Mirror and the similarly reassembled Chaos Furnace.
He then looked at Heaven Slaying before him, still emitting its cold and alluring blood-colored light.
Chu Mo's reaction seed slowed down imasurably. It took him a long while to realize that the ti field around him was completely different from the outside world!
Because the entire outer world, this realm, was still falling! Still collapsing! The sky and earth continued to churn and be destroyed!
The Heavenly Tribulation beneath the Celestial Boundary continued, the golden sea of thunderbolts still roaring, rging with the scenes of destruction, the thunderbolts undying, still lashing towards Chu Mo.
Only in the area around Chu Mo, which should have been the epicenter of the explosion, ti was at a standstill, space was intact, and those golden thunderbolts crashed down onto Chu Mo's body. However, their speed was also slowed down imnsely!
In Chu Mo's mind, Heaven's Will and the star mnemonic were operating rapidly!
Helping Chu Mo withstand this Supre Heavenly Tribulation.
It's likely that in this era, across ten thousand ages, no one had ever undergone tribulation like Chu Mo.
Amidst destruction, enduring the Supre Heavenly Tribulation!
The figure seed like it had existed for ten thousand ages, directly stabilizing everything around Chu Mo!
No matter how tumultuous the outside world was, everything around Chu Mo remained unshakable!
For Chu Mo, the entire process felt like ti had been completely frozen. Until the final golden thunderbolt of the Heavenly Tribulation descended on his head, until the thunderbolts' path refined his body completely into gold, forming an indestructible body, ti here remained frozen.
That figure also remained seated there all along. His figure was not towering, not reaching the sky, but the aura he emitted spanned across ten thousand ages.
A massive portal, seemingly cast from bronze and full of ancient charm, appeared above Chu Mo as the Heavenly Tribulation here ended. However, just as its edge was revealed, the figure glanced in that direction. Instantly, the portal vanished without a trace.
Finally, the Heavenly Tribulation disappeared, and Chu Mo felt his entire essence energy and spirit, at the mont his physical body broke through that final barrier, instantly entering an entirely new realm.
The entire world, in Chu Mo's eyes, had transford completely.
Everything beca clearer, crisper, all principles and laws, which previously required lengthy introspection to grasp even a thread, were now known at a glance.
Looking again at the figure sitting there, Chu Mo had a deeper realization: this was a thought, not a true physical body. The being capable of condensing such thought existed at a level far beyond his own!
If Chu Mo now was a small pond, then the entity capable of manifesting this thought was like an ocean!
If before his ascension, Chu Mo felt this empowering but unclear, knowing the effect but not the cause; now, Chu Mo's understanding was precise. He could distinctly perceive the vast gap between the two.
Then, Chu Mo bowed three tis towards the figure, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life and shielding from this tribulation."
The figure slowly looked towards Chu Mo, and his vague face seed to break into a smile. The primal aura around him also retracted at that mont.
Then, he nodded at Chu Mo without speaking and vanished instantly.
"Senior!" Chu Mo called out loudly, but the other had already disappeared rapidly, faster even than Chu Mo's thought.
Whew!
Chu Mo exhaled slowly, and the temporal field around him imdiately vanished. Everything returned to normal here.
The whole world here was entirely ruined!
The celestial boundary above was pierced for countless miles; beneath him, the black canopy was torn open, revealing a void. However, the black canopy surrounding this void slowly began to self-repair.
The endless territory of the Cold Ice Family below was completely gone, replaced by a vast abyss.
Everything here was turned to nothingness!
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