Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

The hand that was about to imprint itself on Wang Sheng's back suddenly stopped.

It was just a hair's breadth away!

But they could go no further!

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I supposed to do?"

The peerless expert at the ninth level of True Monarch in the Southern Wilderness had blank and lifeless eyes, his mind was completely blank, and only these three questions kept echoing in his mind.

His true form remained frozen behind Wang Sheng, standing there motionless.

hum...

The three self-questions have ended.

The fog that shrouded and clouded consciousness dissipated.

"not good!"

The moment the peerless expert from the Southern Wilderness regained consciousness, his pupils suddenly shrank, almost shrinking to the size of a pinhead.

He felt a chill run down his spine, a coldness that shot straight to his heart, and the fear in his heart surged to an extreme limit almost instantly.

A terrifying sense of crisis, the despair of death, and helplessness suddenly descended upon him.

As an unparalleled expert, he was momentarily stunned for half a breath on the battlefield where tens of millions of strikes could be delivered in a second!

This is an absolute joke!

And at this moment,

When the peerless expert from the Southern Wilderness realized what was happening...

He then saw clearly,

The one standing before me is not the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Regions!

However, she was a woman dressed in a classic white dress, with a dignified and noble temperament and a graceful and elegant figure!

She placed her hands together in front of her, as if in an ancient noble manner. Her snow-white skin was crystal clear and shrouded in a soft glow. Her face was covered with a thin veil, and her eyes were cold yet clear as she looked down at this peerless powerhouse from the Southern Wilderness.

"The Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate!"

The moment the peerless expert from the Southern Wilderness uttered those words, he felt excruciating pain suddenly shooting through countless parts of his body.

The unimaginable pain was almost unbearable for him, even as a ninth-level True Monarch, causing his face to contort in agony.

He looked down and saw that his face was in even more pain and agony. He discovered that his body was already riddled with holes.

His true body's internal organs shattered, his bones broke into pieces, and his flesh was crushed, leaving only his head intact.

It's hard to imagine that in the half-breath of his dazed state, he suffered such a violent and horrific torture at the hands of the elegant woman before him.

But why didn't he feel pain immediately when he woke up?

It is the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate.

She mysteriously shielded this peerless expert from the perception of pain.

She made this expert from the Southern Wilderness forget his pain.

The extent of his physical pain is unrelated to his own perception.

This is the terrifying mystery of the Hidden Path.

"Aaaaaah..."

The peerless expert from the Southern Wilderness roared madly. He couldn't accept that just moments before he had been crushing Wang Sheng with an overwhelming force, but now he was about to perish!

He is a True Monarch at the ninth level, having overlooked the world for thousands of years and devoured countless longevity treasures; he still has several hundred years left to live.

He couldn't possibly die so easily.

He's going to self-destruct!

He wants to drag Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun down with him to the grave!

"You forgot!"

The Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate had a faint snake pattern on her forehead that appeared and disappeared intermittently. She spoke as if she held the law of heaven in her mouth.

The unparalleled expert from the Southern Wilderness paused in his self-destruction.

A look of confusion returned to his eyes.

puff!

The Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate pointed a finger at it.

The only intact head exploded.

A peerless expert from the Southern Wilderness, a super master at the ninth level of True Monarch, has fallen!

Xuanyu falls from the sky and yellow air surges from the ground.

The transition between black and yellow was as if the world had returned to the era of chaos.

The extraordinary phenomenon of the True Lord's fall from the ninth level was too great and too widespread.

As a result, the entire South Central Plain, spanning tens of thousands of miles, was shrouded in a dark yellow hue.

Many experts from the extraterrestrial war knew that something big had happened in the realm, and immediately turned their eyes to look into the realm.

"The Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate!"

"You've come!"

"Lord Si Ming Yin Tian, ​​you're too ruthless!"

"Siming, you dare to kill my peerless expert from the Southern Wilderness! My Southern Wilderness tribe will forever be at odds with the Zhen Ding Sect!"

A series of voices echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

In the dark yellow mist, suddenly, eyes as large as the sun opened and hung in the sky, staring intently at the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate, who seemed to be the only person left in the world.

Simultaneously,

Several True Monarchs at the ninth level from the Southern Wilderness attacked True Monarch Si Ming Yin Tian.

The golden halberd, a weapon of the ninth level True Monarch, pierced into the realm. It was larger than hundreds of mountains, filling the heavens and the earth with its overwhelming power, aiming to kill the True Monarch of Hidden Heaven of Fate.

"Your master is me!"

Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun raised her slender jade finger and pointed it at the front of the golden spear.

hum!

The magically powerful weapon immediately broke free from its master's control and launched a frenzied attack on the ninth-level True Monarch expert.

The attacks from the other True Monarchs at the ninth level were also blocked by the dense white mist of True Monarch Si Ming Yin Tian.

With Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun's current terrifying cultivation and extraordinary Dao, her combat power is almost comparable to half of an ancient ancestor.

No wonder it took several True Monarchs at the ninth level to hold her back.

"Charge!"

Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun nodded slightly to Wang Sheng.

"good!"

Wang Sheng nodded in response with a serious expression.

He knew what Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun was thinking: human strength has its limits.

There are countless masters in this world; there are always higher levels to reach.

They need to project a powerful image to attract some True Lords to join them, thus relieving their pressure in order to compete for the Imperial Seal in the future.

but,

Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun wanted to demonstrate his strength and recruit more Zhen Jun.

Wang Sheng, on the other hand, wanted the True Lord's Great Dao Methods from these True Lords.

For example, the Five Elements Path, the Blood Path, the Technique Path, and so on—these are all methods of the True Lord.

The more True Lords Wang Sheng joins, the more True Lord teachings he can obtain.

As for capturing the True Lord's Dharma on the battlefield, that depends entirely on luck.

It's impossible for a true lord to carry all his wealth with him.

Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Not to mention that True Lords roam the four seas and have too many places to hide.

"Gentlemen, it's time to return to the heavens!"

As soon as the True Lord of Hidden Heaven spoke, an incredibly thick white mist, containing all the mysteries of the Hidden Path, surged upwards, forcing all the True Lords at the ninth level to return to the heavens.

"There are still 15 minutes left!"

Wang Sheng glanced at the primitive world in his hand.

The chaotic cloud shape had already rubbed his palms raw and bloody, but Wang Sheng had borrowed its power, gaining strength comparable to a seventh or eighth level True Monarch.

now,

Wang Sheng was surrounded by ninety-nine divine beasts of four different kinds, treading on a golden road, holding the primordial world in his hands, his eyes as cold as frost.

Ahead, a True Lord led an army of over 100,000 to clear the way for them.

"kill!"

Wang Sheng uttered a single word.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The First True Lord led an army of over 100,000 and launched a fierce attack on the Southern Wilderness army.

"Buddha of the Western Paradise, cease your arrogance!"

To the east, in the Southern Wilderness, an old man at the eighth level of True Monarch had his muscles bulging, his white hair was wildly dancing, and his eyes were wide open in anger, resembling an old lion.

"Without Fellow Daoist Siming, who do you think you are!"

To the south, there was a True Monarch of the eighth level from the East Sea. Although he was in human form, he had fish scales on both sides of his cheeks, clearly indicating that he was a transformed beast.

Its eyes are blue, deep and cold.

"I am not myself!"

"How can a fellow Daoist be considered a fellow Daoist!"

"My fellow Daoist and I have no need for further discussion. We are one!"

Wang Sheng's expression was solemn and dignified. He uttered a word that sounded like a resounding bell, as if it were a warning to the world. Countless soldiers and martial arts masters who heard his words immediately changed their expressions. Then, their cheeks twitched, and they couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Alas!"