"ah!

"

A familiar roar echoed, the voice of her companion that the Queen had heard before her death, a voice that Bi had once recreated.

Li Changzhou was also going berserk; at this moment, only shouting could stir his already frozen thoughts:

"Follow your heart"

--Um?

Even my feelings were frozen.

No, it's just that the idea of ​​'using [at will]' has been frozen. Li Changzhou can still think, but he no longer has the idea of ​​using [at will].

This method is simply a divine feat of creation!

However, this is a powerful being who can replace the will of Heaven with his own. What does it matter to extinguish one of Li Changzhou's thoughts?

The next moment.

The ancient ship vanished, everything vanished, and darkness descended from all directions.

The priestess tried to use divine intervention, but there was no response.

Venus instinctively screamed, but no sound came out.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden struggled desperately, but could not move.

There was nothing but darkness, and the people even doubted whether they were still alive, having arrived in the world of death.

They couldn't see any enemies, nor did they know what was happening. Faced with that power, both the players and the goddesses and fairies of the primordial world were utterly helpless.

Everyone knows it's over.

No matter how glorious the achievements, how happy the life, or how much one cherishes life, it all comes to an end.

From now on, they will no longer exist in this world; they will not even see the blue sky one last time.

Li Qianxia shed tears.

She recalled her childhood in the countryside, when her parents had passed away and only her grandparents, brother, and she lived there.

It was an evening after sunset, with a simple lamp lit in the courtyard, and the family was eating and chatting outside.

There were no major national events or celebrity news; Grandpa and Grandma were just talking about going to the vegetable garden to spray pesticides tomorrow.

Her brother buried his head in his food, while she held her large bowl, her chopsticks held very short. Occasionally, she would look up and see the boundless starry sky and the swirling Milky Way.

"Hold the knife longer!" Grandma scolded her.

She put down the large bowl, adjusted the length of the chopsticks, and asked Li Changzhou, "Brother, what season is it now? There are so many stars."

Li Changzhou glanced at the starry sky and used a spoon to scoop soup into his rice bowl: "Late spring, which is also the season of early summer."

"Huh? Why is it my season?" she asked innocently.

Grandpa laughed loudly, and she looked at him in confusion.

She had forgotten about this incident. Her deepest childhood memory was of her brother holding her down with one hand while still steadily eating snacks with the other. But now she suddenly remembered it.

What she cherished most in the end was not her powerful supernatural abilities, nor her epic journeys through history, nor the white Bentley given to her by Yaochi, nor the waters of the Maldives, but the dim yellow lamp in the countryside.

Everyone suddenly broke free!

The five senses are liberated, but the body is still bound to the same spot.

Some people's faces twitched, some had fainted from fright, some were so panicked that their whole bodies convulsed, and some, like Li Qianxia, ​​shed tears.

"The result is different now!" the Queen said in a deep voice.

"Did he succeed by doing whatever he wanted?" Yaochi could only think of this possibility, and her eyes also glistened.

“…No.” Li Changzhou’s voice was somewhat lost in thought.

A voice as cold as the moon rang out, and Chang'e said in a deep voice, "The starry sky is disappearing!"

There was no need to look up; the starry sky surrounded the ancient ship, and within the visible range, the bright stars quickly went out like lamps.

"The dark vacuum surrounding the ancient ship... was created by a single blow from a saint?" Yang Qinglan whispered, her voice, usually as gentle as a breeze, filled with shock.

Assuming all stars in the universe are as bright as the Sun, the farthest distance visible to the naked eye is within 56 light-years.

The eyesight of immortals and celestial beings, without the use of supernatural powers or magic, allows them to see a range of 10,000 times that of ordinary people, which is 560,000 light-years.

Within this sphere, centered on the ancient ship and with a radius of 560,000 light-years, all stars were destroyed by the saint's single strike.

Not only stars, but everything else was annihilated.

This is still within their visible range; no one knows whether things 560,000 light-years away have been affected.

“The standard for a galaxy-level event is the destruction of the Milky Way, which has a radius of about 100,000 light-years…” Aferona was almost in a daze.

On Abyss Star, Li Changzhou already knew from official information that a Saint's attack could destroy dozens of star systems, but this was the first time he had stood under a Saint's attack.

The stars went out.

That's not the scariest part. The scariest part is—

“There is no chaotic energy.” Yaochi whispered.

In the Mountain and River Map, dozens of peak Earth Immortals can break through a wisp of void and return heaven and earth to chaos. How could a sage not be able to do it?

The absence of chaotic energy in the foreground indicates one thing:

This devastating blow, capable of destroying hundreds of thousands, or even millions of light-years, is nothing to a saint. He has such mastery over power that he can use such immense force without piercing the void.

"What do you mean by 'the result is different'?" Li Changzhou asked the Queen.

The queen remained silent, her back to everyone, so no one could see her expression.

"Three hundred thousand years ago, a genius appeared in the Heavenly Demon Clan, who became a Heavenly Demon in just ten years."

[Ten years...] Guanyin lost her composure.

Achieving a high position in ten years—who can do that?

"Under his leadership, the Celestial Demon Clan ushered in unprecedented glory, ruling over ten civilization spheres. Among the Celestial Race, he had no rivals."

"Two thousand years ago, he finally learned all the mysteries of the Heavenly Demon Clan and the ten civilizations, raised his heart to the Heavenly Heart, passed the Saint Tribulation, and reached the realm of the Dao Ancestor."

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