"Holy crap—"

"Mommy!"

"It cracked?"

"No way!"

...

The strongest beings in all the heavens and myriad realms, whether they were ancient relics or incredibly terrifying big shots, were all dumbfounded.

The temple that suppressed all the heavens actually developed a crack.

That's terrifying!

Countless gods were terrified, their spines tingling and their hair standing on end.

The temple, the supreme one.

Unrivaled throughout the heavens, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, the terminator of calamities, the birthplace of gods...

There are many temple masters.

Every few eras, a new temple is created, but there is only one temple from beginning to end.

It holds an exceptionally strong position in my heart, much like the ruler of the gods.

But now, it has cracked.

No one has ever seen it.

On the other hand, the man seemed somewhat bewildered, shy, and lost in thought.

The body, which was millions of feet tall, seemed to be in a daze, as if it had fallen into silence, lost in thought.

Chu Feng was somewhat bewildered.

He felt a little dizzy, and tiny stars appeared before his eyes; his steps became unsteady.

"That was terrifying! That attack almost made me faint!"

Chu Feng shook his head, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

The temple remained silent, blankly feeling its body split open from the middle.

Although it is only a very thin line.

But it really did crack.

It all felt like a dream; it even forgot the pain, its mind filled with doubt.

A moment later, an indescribable pain struck.

The temple murmured, "This...this is not a dream!"

In an instant, an overwhelming terror enveloped his entire body, and the temple trembled like a frightened wild dog.

"Ah—Help! Help!"

A piercing scream rang out, filled with helplessness and despair.

Chu Feng's collision not only shattered its former power, but also brought it an ultimate nightmare.

At this moment, nothing else matters.

What artifacts of the heavens, what spokespeople for the Heavenly Dao, what nightmares of the gods...?

No matter what kind of glory it has, nothing is more important than its life.

This man is more terrifying than anything else.

Let the temple be filled with fear.

All that remained was the thought of escaping for one's life; nothing else mattered.

"escape--"

"Don't run! We still have a chance. He may be strong, but we're not to be trifled with either!"

"This damage can be repaired with some Heavenly Dao energy!"

"Come on, let's regain our confidence and keep fighting!"

After a brief moment of regaining its composure, the clay figure reluctantly retreated.

He barely escaped from the Cauldron of Time, and before he could even begin his rampage, the temple was about to flee.

How could I possibly agree?

However, the clay figures ultimately underestimated the terror of the temple.

"I am the temple, I proclaim the oath of the heavens, to banish the clay figures..."

In the blink of an eye, a surge of energy came from the temple, and the clay figure felt a tightness in its back.

It felt like a foot had kicked him directly in the back.

"Bang-"

The clay figure stumbled and fell out of the temple.

Without pausing, the temple broke through layers of space and vanished as a beam of light.

Such a move was as swift as lightning.

Even Chu Feng was caught off guard and felt extremely confused.

He couldn't understand what kind of ultimate killing move the temple was, and stood there stunned for a moment.

A cool breeze blew by.

"Have I been abandoned?"

The clay figure felt a chill run down its spine, its eyes filled with shock.

He couldn't fathom what the temple's action represented; it was even more treacherous than a traitor himself.

Is it really necessary?

If all else fails, we can run away with him!

What kind of nonsense is this? They just quit?

However, the clay figure quickly realized that now was not the time to think about it.

The temple has run away!

He is in great danger.

The clay figure looked up at the towering giant before it, a hint of flattery in its eyes.

"You are truly amazing! I am utterly humbled..."

"Damn it—take your grandma's leg!" Chu Feng reacted instantly, feeling extremely regretful.

I was careless and that guy got away.

But I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I decided to deal with this disgusting guy first.

With five fingers clenched into a fist, a true dragon totem flows across the body.

"roar-"

A dragon's roar erupted, resounding throughout the heavens.

Chu Feng transformed his palm into a dragon and slapped it forcefully against the clay figure.

"Bang-"

Countless drops of blood filled the sky and earth.

Only a single soul remained, screaming in agony in the sky.

"Ah—let me go! Let me go!"

The clay figure was terrified; at his level, he was almost impossible to kill.

However, at the moment his body was shattered, he actually felt a strong aura of death.

At that moment, all the gods realized what was happening.

In an instant, everyone went into escape mode.

What epochal massacre, what post-event reckoning, these are all useless things.

The temple was nearly destroyed by the impact, and it even abandoned its master and ran away on its own.

They're just a dish at most.

If he still stubbornly persists, then he is the biggest fool in all the heavens.

"How annoying!" Chu Feng frowned, looking at the tormented clay spirit in front of him.

He clapped his hands together suddenly.

An immense squeezing force was applied, and the clay spirit was slapped into a large meat pie.

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