Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

With a cruel smile on his face, Yuan Chen pressed down with one hand.

Rumble!

The sacred mountain, with its earth-shattering power, crashed down on Li Fan.

Space shattered into chaotic turbulence under this attack.

Everything around was reduced to dust in the face of this absolute power.

The four teammates behind Yuan Chen all looked relaxed.

In their view, the battle was over.

No living being could survive this attack.

Faced with a blow that could destroy the world.

Li Fan, sitting on the throne, chuckled.

They didn't even show any intention of standing up.

He simply watched the fallen sacred mountain in silence.

Just as the Heaven-Turning Seal was only three feet above his head, and the terrifying gust of wind was already making his imperial robes flutter wildly.

The Tai Chi wheel behind him began to spin.

just,

It turned slightly.

An invisible wave swept upwards from Li Fan as the center.

The fluctuations were silent and imperceptible.

But when it came into contact with that majestic sacred mountain...

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The divine mountain, formed from the Heaven-Turning Seal and as heavy as a star, suddenly stopped.

It was as if I was being steadily supported by an invisible giant hand.

Followed by.

The sacred mountain began to tremble.

It wasn't a tremor caused by the collision of energy, but a tremor that began to disintegrate from within.

One by one, the golden runes on the mountain's surface went out.

The solidified energy that makes up the mountain begins to appear ethereal and transparent.

"What... what's going on?!"

Yuan Chen's smile froze.

He was horrified to discover that the connection between himself and the Heaven-Turning Seal was being forcibly severed by an incomprehensible force.

He wanted to retrieve the magic weapon but found that the Heaven-Turning Seal was completely unresponsive.

"No! Come back!"

Yuan Chen frantically channeled his divine power in an attempt to regain control.

But all is in vain.

Before Li Fan's Taiji Wheel, which had merged the power of the Demon God's Devouring Force and the laws of Heaven.

Energy of any form, creation of any rule, has only one fate.

That is.

break down.

reduction.

Return to the origin.

Splash...

Under the horrified gazes of Yuan Chen and the other four.

That towering mountain crumbled and dissipated layer by layer from its base.

There was no explosion, and no sound.

There was only a chilling silence.

That indestructible acquired spiritual treasure was thus ground to pieces and restored to the purest and most primordial spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

A massive cloud of spiritual energy, large enough to drive any cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage mad, hovered in mid-air.

Then it was sucked in by the Tai Chi Wheel behind Li Fan.

"belch."

Li Fan leaned back on the throne and lazily let out a burp.

He smacked his lips, seemingly savoring the memory.

"The taste is just average."

The entire room fell silent.

The five Yuan Chen figures in the sky stood frozen in place like five stone sculptures.

Their faces were filled with the same emotion.

Shocked and bewildered.

as well as……..

A feeling called fear spread from the depths of the soul.

The Heaven-Turning Seal is gone?

How is this possible?!

That's a rare, acquired spiritual treasure!

It's one of their captain's strongest trump cards!

Even against the true saints in the Main God Space, it is a powerful magic weapon that can fight for several rounds!

Now, they've actually been taken down by this native...

Did they eat it as a snack?

And they even complained about the taste?

"Who...who are you?!"

Yuan Chen's voice finally trembled slightly, a tremor he could no longer conceal.

He realized that this mission was probably not as simple as he had imagined.

They seem to have kicked a hornet's nest.

Li Fan finally stood up from the throne.

He raised his head, and for the first time, his black and white demonic eyes looked directly at Yuan Chen in the sky.

Who I am is not important.

Li Fan's voice was calm, yet it carried an irresistible air of authority.

"The important thing is..."

He pointed at Yuan Chen, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Who did you just say you were?"

"Yuanshi Tianzun?"

Li Fan shook his head, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt and disdain.

"You dare call yourself the Primordial One?"

"That old guy may be a cunning schemer who likes to plot behind people's backs, but at least he has some real skills."

"And you?"

Li Fan's gaze pierced through Yuan Chen's physical body and saw the "S-level bloodline" deep within his soul, which was obtained through the system and was filled with impurities and backdoor programs.

"Besides the fake bloodline you exchanged for, and this mismatched Taoist robe, what else do you have?"

"Fake."

"Rubbish."

Every word struck Yuan Chen's heart.

His face instantly turned a deep liver color, and his veins bulged.

This is his biggest taboo!

He is a false saint, and he obtained the supreme bloodline by accumulating points in countless life-and-death missions!

He has always been proud of this, considering himself a true cultivator and a successor of the Primordial Celestial Venerable in all the heavens and myriad worlds!

What he hates most is being called a fake!

"shut up!!!"

Yuan Chen let out a hysterical roar.

"You lowly native ant! How dare you blaspheme the name of a saint!"

"Today, I will tear you to pieces, extract your soul, and burn it in the Netherworld Fire for ten thousand years, so that you will never be reborn!"

Yuan Chen completely lost his temper.

The chaotic energy around him surged wildly, and the pressure of a pseudo-saint was released without reservation, aiming to crush Li Fan into powder.

But Li Fan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.

He stretched out a hand and grabbed at Yuan Chen in the air.

"Perfect."

"My furnace is still missing one crucial ingredient."

"I'll borrow your bloodline and primordial spirit for a while."