The sun and the moon rise and fall in it.
There are galaxies born and destroyed in it.
Ten thousand paths are evolving within it.
The four great ancestors of the ancient clan: "!"
The four great ancestors of the ancient clan, who were about to attack again, suddenly froze the moment they met Ye Chen's gaze.
I didn't dare take another step forward.
A chill coming from the depths of their souls made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with their hands and feet freezing.
They felt that they were not alone.
Rather, it is a sky, a universe, and the supreme heavenly way that is high above and dominates the birth and death of all things.
Ye Chen's empty eyes stayed on the four ancestors of the ancient clan for just a moment before slowly moving away.
It was as if only four insignificant specks of dust were swept away.
"call!"
The pressure on the four ancestors suddenly dropped, as if they had been pardoned. Their tense minds relaxed and they all took a half step back at the same time, gasping for breath.
"What kind of look is this?"
Patriarch Ouyang's voice trembled, and beads of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
As a peak quasi-saint, he has stood at the top of the fairy world for countless years, but he has never felt such a sense of oppression that directly strikes the soul.
Just one look made him tremble with fear.
"He... has he already transcended the Great Dao?"
Sima Laozu's face was pale and his heart was also filled with fear.
Ye Chen seemed to have no cultivation, but the look he just gave was more terrifying than facing the might of heaven.
Ye Chen's gaze slowly swept across the battlefield and landed on the blood-stained figures of Xiaodie and Ruoxi.
It fell on the sad and beautiful face of Mo Ji, on the Buddha's light that Nian Rou and Ming Yuan were struggling to hold on to, and finally fell on Xiao Wuhen and others who were also covered in wounds.
These figures are so familiar, yet so strange.
A heart-wrenching pain came from the depths of his soul again.
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