Chapter 1116: Anger

Blocked?

Shiren Die watched this scene, somewhat dumbfounded. Those were three ancient ultimates with Great Dao bloodlines, yet they were actually blocked by a Tenth-Tier being who possessed no Great Dao bloodline? Without a Great Dao bloodline, without condensing one's own Dao to align with the rules of heaven and earth, how could the power of an individual life possess such might? Logically, they shouldn't even qualify to approach.

The most crucial thing was his own younger brother. He had always wanted to make himself resist the fate of failure, yet he was an honest, rule-abiding, and humorless person, unable to crack a single joke in tens of thousands of years. How could he speak like this now? He had seen those strange beings interact with him just a short while ago, but in such a brief time, he had transformed into this bizarre state. Had he been infected by such strange, grand ambitions?

Shiren Die frowned. The current situation was developing in a rather bizarre way.

Looking at the young man in imperial robes blocking her path, the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother also showed a hint of surprise, which gradually turned into a livid expression. "Are all of you going to defy my will?" she asked. "It seems you haven't witnessed my terror. You possess a spatial aura, so let me show you what the power of the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother truly is." She raised a hand high. "Descend!"

The entire silent universe seemed to transform into a massive lake of ripples, creating layer upon layer of folds. The distant starry sky was pulled closer. Stars were squeezed together. Space, like a vast sheet of white paper laid flat, now rapidly folded up in ripples, layer by layer. Planets light-years away quickly appeared before their eyes. Pampas and Yu Sa, who were still fleeing, were quickly pulled back. They showed terrified horror, accelerating their escape, even attempting spatial jumps. But they soon discovered they could no longer perform spatial jumps; they could only run at the fastest speed, distorting beyond the speed of light, accelerating their escape.

"How is this possible!" Their running speed couldn't match the speed of spacetime folding; they were rapidly moving backward. Even the inner spaces of these Inspectors and Dao Achievers were shattering, and their Wizardly mini-worlds spilled out. Continents, stars, and landmasses scattered sparsely in the vacuum. Within these mini-worlds, countless mortals wailed, cried out, packed together densely, running and shouting loudly. Mortals were torn apart by the vacuum, exploding into pools of blood in the universe.

Meanwhile, ancient gods and Heavenly Emperors swiftly took action, establishing protective shields over continents and stars to resist the vacuum's tearing effect on the land, striving to maintain order.

"Is this what you wanted?" The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother's voice was cold, as if she were a supreme deity of billions of years, gazing down upon the cycles of all living beings. Space was pulled closer, sub-spatial mini-worlds were destroyed, falling into the real universe. Everywhere there were floating shattered continents, wailing and screaming beings, sorrow, despair, and cries. And even more mortals, unable to utter a sound in the vacuum, were torn into blood mist.

With a crash, the folded space seemed to be crumpled into a wrinkled ball, disorienting everything. And one by one, evil beings began to appear in space, wreaking havoc and emitting mad, grotesque laughter. "You've angered Grandmother again! I, before the great Demonic Lord Ande the Shatterer, bring our wrath upon you!" One after another, beings descended. "What a rich life aura! Another powerful civilization!" "This is truly perfect sustenance!" "Kill! Devour! Go mad! Fear! Hahahahaha! Has this day come again? After the Cosmic Garden, a second delicious dessert is here!" They laughed, tilting their heads back.

Only then did the players realize that the strange, evil aura left after the destruction of the Cosmic Garden was precisely like what they were witnessing. The catastrophe that the Cosmic Garden experienced back then was now unfolding simultaneously. Yu Sa roared, frantically organizing the various Dao Achievers, "Rescue! Go quickly and rescue them!" Countless Inspectors began to act, suppressing worlds and confronting the evil beings.

"Stop!" Shiren Die pleaded, the once immensely powerful strongest man bowing his head.

"It's useless," the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother said coldly. "You no longer have the strength to resist. Because now, I won't give you time to kill the Three Heavenly Venerables and become a being of the Four Bloodlines to fight me." She looked down coldly.

"I won't go rescue them." Pampas showed an anxious expression. The child, with the mind of a ten-year-old, rapidly rushed towards a distant place, "Heavenly Venerables, Three Heavenly Venerables, where are you? Your aura, how could it be..." He cried loudly; after all, he was still a child who hadn't grown up. In his ten-year-old mind, he had long regarded the Three Heavenly Venerables as his fathers, the most important existences in his life.

"I'm here." In the chaotic battlefield, a Deep Blue Heavenly Venerable slowly walked over, his gentle expression filled with kindness.

"Heavenly Venerable!" Pampas pounced forward.

"Pampas, don't worry, we will win. You must believe in our strength." This Heavenly Venerable gently embraced Pampas, but without Pampas's knowledge, countless shadows emerged from behind the Deep Blue Heavenly Venerable, secretly enveloping him. At that moment, Pampas sensed something was wrong and struggled violently. However, his already exhausted body could not resist such a fierce sneak attack, and his entire body burst forth with a large amount of blood. Pampas's entire body exploded into a mist of blood, and his head fell to the ground. That Deep Blue Heavenly Venerable suddenly turned sinister, laughing grotesquely, "Hahahahaha, I can't believe my disguise, a mere ordinary Dao Achiever, actually had the chance to kill such a powerful being! Hahahahaha! I feel his power!"

Thud. Pampas's head rolled on the ground, coming to rest at Shiji's feet. He looked vaguely into the distance, still murmuring, "Heavenly Venerable, don't die..."

Shiji was silent. Renimansga and his two companions, along with Nathera and others, who had been hiding in the chaotic battlefield and fleeing with them, fell completely silent.

"Father." Shiji slowly squatted down, silently looking at the innocent yet somewhat stubbornly violent Pampas. "Did our Cosmic Garden face these things back then too? The destruction of civilization, the cries, the sounds of despair... they are too heartbreaking."

Xu Zhi was silent. He bent down and looked at Pampas's head, then turned to gaze at the battlefield, where death permeated everywhere. "I originally only intended to send a clone to fight, and if it failed, so be it. Even Shiren Die, that strong, most powerful man, has surrendered and chosen to compromise. But now, this kind of slaughter..."

"She has completely enraged me..."

With a whoosh, another figure of an Emperor completely descended from the void. He overlapped with the original Emperor's form, rapidly growing taller and more robust, transforming in the blink of an eye into a towering Pangu Giant comparable to a star. At this moment, the void itself trembled, as if this was the true, ultimate ancient existence of the universe finally descending, radiating incredible pressure. A young man in black robes stood tall in the sky, looking down at this Tenth-Tier being.

"Just a mere cripple..."