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

In the chaotic void, the primordial energy surged endlessly. In the eternally silent darkness, two figures confronted each other for eternity.

Qingfa stood quietly in the depths of chaos, his gaze fixed on the two mirrors of fate in front of him, which reflected the cycle of reincarnation between the two worlds.

Looking at Wang Sheng's clone, who swept through the world in the Killing Universe and was invincible, and then comparing it with Qing Yan's reincarnation in the Formless Universe, who was struggling step by step, exhausted his luck, and wavering in his Dao heart, he felt a surge of anger.

The majesty of the Lord of the Universe for countless ages made it impossible for him to accept losing his bet, and he could not tolerate losing to a junior who had just advanced to the tenth realm.

"Although Wang Sheng's clones leveled up quickly in the early stages!"

Qingfa's eyes were cold and deep as he thought to himself.

"But he is ultimately just a junior; his methods of rapid advancement may seem fierce, but their foundation is shallow and their essence superficial!"

"The Pseudo-Tenth Realm is the ultimate barrier of a universe, the ultimate layer of taboos among the heavens! Within this realm, the strongest powerhouses, eternal geniuses, and remnants of taboos accumulated over countless eons of my life are gathered!"

He raised his hand and stared at the mirror of fate, his gaze cold and ruthless, his heart filled with murderous intent.

"I have ruled the universe for billions of years, and all the peak powerhouses of countless eras have survived. They are all lying dormant within the pseudo-tenth realm barrier! This is the ultimate foundation I have accumulated over countless years."

"The moment his initial saintly avatar truly steps into the pseudo-tenth realm will be the moment his nightmare begins!"

"At that time, all my accumulated power, dormant for millennia, will erupt simultaneously, unleashing layers of constraints and endless taboos to grind him to death and crush him!"

"Crush him!!"

Qingfa roared with extreme intensity, his divine soul power surging through the chaos, stirring up a primordial storm that swept across the heavens.

He was extremely determined. Wang Sheng, who had risen rapidly through the universe, seemed invincible and unparalleled in killing, but in the end, he lacked the accumulation of time and the foundation of an era.

Once you step into the pseudo-tenth realm, you will face the old-guard forbidden powerhouses accumulated over countless eras. Faced with layers upon layers of cosmic barriers, you will be trapped in the pseudo-tenth realm, unable to make any progress and forever stagnant.

As long as Wang Sheng is held back, Qingyan, which is in dire straits, can be given a chance to breathe for hundreds or even thousands of years.

He believed that as long as Qingyan was given enough time, with his unparalleled talent, he would definitely be able to break through the shackles of Buzhou Mountain, turn the tide, and completely reverse the outcome of this cosmic gamble!

Chaotic currents surged, time flowed in the mirror of fate, and the years changed rapidly between the two realms.

The boundless universe, the long years, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

These hundreds of years were nothing more than the changing of dynasties and the transformation of the world for all living beings, but for Qingyan, it was an endless purgatory of darkness, humiliation, and torment.

After being sent out of the Boundless Main Universe by the Burial Ancestor, he wandered through countless small worlds, shattered star fields, and secret realms, hiding his identity and barely surviving in the cracks.

The mental suppression at Buzhou Mountain has never ceased for a moment.

This invisible divine mountain, deeply rooted in the depths of his soul, exerted an ever-increasing pressure with each subtle advancement in his cultivation level.

Over the centuries, the immense pressure of the mountains had seeped into his very bones and permeated his very soul, relentlessly crushing his Daoist heart day and night.

Ordinary cultivators would have long since collapsed and their souls perished, but he, with his unyielding pride, withstood the erosion of his inner demons for hundreds of years.

No matter how strong one's resolve is, it can not withstand the extreme pressure of day after day, year after year.

Endless years of forbearance, relentless pursuit, omnipresent suppression of his realm, and deep-seated mental constraints had long since driven him to the brink of madness.

His eyes were filled with a lingering weariness and a bloodshot hue, and the resentment and hatred that had accumulated in his heart were enough to burn away the heavens and the ages.

He wanted to break through quickly, to reach the top and become stronger, to break free from all shackles, but the road ahead was never smooth.

In this universe, all resources are monopolized by major holy lands, ancient sects, and veteran powerhouses.

For cultivators at the lower levels, obtaining even a single pill or a wisp of spiritual energy is as difficult as ascending to heaven; all high-level resources are firmly controlled by the top-level forces.

In order to break through the shackles of the sixth realm and to accumulate a trace of the original power for the breakthrough, Qingyan put aside all his pride and traveled through various dangerous secret realms, risking his life to compete for meager resources.

On this day, in the desolate ancient realm, the remaining mountains were covered in snow, and a murderous aura permeated the air.

This ancient secret realm retains ancient spiritual veins, nurturing a rare Dao Source Spirit Herb containing pure essence. It is currently the only opportunity that Qingyan can find that can help him break through his bottleneck.

After centuries of fleeing, he was now ragged and weathered, his youthful sharpness gone, leaving only a deep sense of forbearance.

He spent three days and three nights alone infiltrating the secret realm, slaying several ferocious beasts in a bloody battle. Covered in wounds and having exhausted half of his life force, he finally managed to obtain this precious Dao Source Spirit Herb at the cost of his life.

With the spiritual herb in hand and its warm essence flowing into his body, Qingyan felt a glimmer of hope rising in his heart when a disdainful and arrogant youthful voice suddenly resounded throughout the secret realm.

"How dare a mere rogue cultivator steal my sect's spiritual herbs?"

Amidst flashes of light and shadow, a sect genius in brocade robes stood in mid-air, his aura of perfect sixth realm cultivation thick and stable. Born into a top immortal sect, he possessed an air of nobility, his eyes filled with condescending disdain.

This person is only at the same realm as Qing Yan, but with the backing of the Eternal Immortal Sect, he is full of confidence and doesn't take the wandering and helpless Qing Yan seriously at all.

Qingyan gripped the spiritual herb tightly, suppressing his injuries and anger, and said coldly, "I advise you to be rational, fellow Daoist, and not to make a mistake!"

"Self-inflicted trouble?" The young man in brocade robes scoffed.

"A stray dog ​​in troubled times, barely surviving, yet you dare to talk about ruining yourself? The resources of this world belong to the sects and families. How dare a homeless dog like you, without any sect or faction, lay eyes on rare and precious treasures?"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man in brocade robes made his move, unleashing a powerful surge of energy as he attempted to forcibly seize the spiritual herb.

Qingyan had endured for hundreds of years and was used to retreating and avoiding, but today's opportunity was his only hope for a breakthrough, and he absolutely could not let it go!

In an instant,

Qingyan suppressed all his timidity and attacked with all his might.

His combat prowess was exceptional, and his foundation was profound. Even though he had been under constant pressure and his luck had been depleted, he still crushed his opponents when they were of the same level. After only a few rounds, the young man in brocade robes was forced to retreat steadily, covered in wounds, and his face showed shock.

Just as the boy was about to perish, the void suddenly trembled, and an ancient and vast pressure crashed down on the entire secret realm!

"How dare you! You lowly ant, how dare you harm a junior of my sect?"

An old elder of the eighth realm appeared out of thin air, with white hair hanging down to his shoulders, his immortal robe fluttering, and his eyes cold and indifferent, carrying the arrogance and domineering nature that comes with a superior.

As a supreme being of the Eight Realms, he forcibly interfered in the struggle between those of the same realm, blatantly bullying the weak with his superior strength, showing no bottom line whatsoever!

Qingyan's body stiffened, and an endless sorrow and overwhelming hatred surged into his heart.

It's happening again!

This has happened time and time again for hundreds of years!

He risked his life to seize opportunities and never lost a duel with his peers. However, at every crucial moment, or after seizing an opportunity, the elders or powerful figures of the sects of the other party would inevitably appear to hunt him down, using their superior strength to crush, plunder, and humiliate him!

The rules, order, and atmosphere of this universe are disgusting!

"Elder! It was this rogue cultivator who stole the spiritual herbs and even dared to injure me!" The young man in brocade immediately knelt down and cried, adding fuel to the fire.

The eighth-realm elder lowered his eyes indifferently, glanced at Qing Yan, and said indifferently, "A stray dog ​​with no roots or support and declining fortune dares to act recklessly in my immortal sect's territory? You've lived to such an old age and still don't understand the rules. Today, I will teach you what the order of heaven and earth is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually struck out with his palm.

The overwhelming pressure of the Eight Realms was like the sky collapsing and the earth turning upside down. It didn't care about any techniques or fairness; it simply crushed everything with the pressure of its realm.

Qingyan exerted all his strength to activate all his secret techniques, burning his essence and overdrawing his source, but in the face of an absolute difference in realm, all his struggles were pale and laughable.

puff--

A mouthful of scalding blood gushed out, and Qingyan's body slammed into the rock layer beneath the ground. Countless bones shattered, and his meridians broke inch by inch, causing excruciating pain to engulf his entire body.

The elder walked slowly over, looking down at Qingyan, who was sprawled on the ground in a disheveled state, his tone cold and mocking.

"Over the centuries, I have seen countless rogue cultivators like you, gifted with extraordinary talent, unwilling to be mediocre, and attempting to defy fate. But what did they achieve in the end? Without foundation, without backing, without the blessing of luck, they were ultimately nothing more than ants."

"The more talented you are, the more I will suppress you; the more you struggle, the more hopeless your future becomes. I want to see how long you can hold out!"

After saying that, he was about to smash Qingyan's head with a single palm strike.

At this moment,

The chaotic void turbulence first appeared.

A spatial rift containing a trace of imperial power suddenly appeared and swallowed the eighth-realm elder.

A strong killing intent suddenly appeared in Qingyan's eyes.

Without the suppression of the Eight Realms,

Qingyan swiftly killed the young man in brocade robes and retrieved the Dao Source Spirit Grass.

but,

He felt no joy whatsoever.

He had clearly felt that his luck had been greatly reduced in order to send the Eighth Realm Elder away.

If things continue like this, relying on luck to cultivate, he might not even be able to advance to the ninth realm, let alone fight against Wang Sheng's clone.

"What should I do!"

"What should I do?!"

Qingyan clutched the Dao Source Spirit Grass that had propelled him to the seventh rank, a sense of despair and powerlessness rising in his heart.

……

At the same time, the universe was engulfed in chaos, and the winds of history were completely upended!

After countless eras of battles, the sacrifice of billions of lives, and the bloodshed of powerful beings, Wang Sheng's clone swept across all races, crushed sects, destroyed dynasties, and slaughtered great clans. He steadily crushed his way up from the early stage of the Ninth Realm, breaking through shackles and honing his foundation. Finally, today, he broke through the ultimate barrier of the peak of the Ninth Realm!

Om-! ! !

The entire universe of carnage trembled violently, billions of stars and rivers swirled and turned upside down, the Dao patterns of heaven and earth boiled over, and the heavenly Dao of carnage bowed down in unison!

An immense pressure, surpassing the nine realms, overlooking all heavens, and touching the ultimate pinnacle of this universe, swept across the eight wastelands and six directions!

Pseudo-Ten Realms!

Wang Sheng's clone has officially stepped into the ultimate forbidden level of the killing universe!

At this moment, he stood at the pinnacle of this universe's history.

The pseudo-tenth realm is the ultimate ceiling of an ordinary universe, a supreme realm that transcends the mortal path and touches upon the taboos of the immortal path.

Throughout history, only the most powerful geniuses and the most forbidden figures of all ages have been able to reach this realm. Each of them is an invincible being who suppresses an era.

The pseudo-tenth-realm forbidden powerhouses who have accumulated and matured over billions of years and countless cycles of time in this universe are simply terrifying!

There were primordial demons and gods from the time of creation.

There was an ancient demon lord who had destroyed countless heavens.

There was a human emperor who suppressed the era.

There are extraterrestrial demons that have roamed the world for countless ages.

There is a sect founder who has been silent for countless years!

These old pseudo-Ten Realms forbidden treasures, which have survived through countless eras and lurked in the dark side of the universe, spacetime rifts, and chaotic dead ends, are the deepest and most terrifying foundation of this killing universe, and are ancient evil names that make countless living beings turn pale at the mere mention of them!

The moment Wang Sheng stepped into the pseudo-tenth realm!

Boom!!!

From all directions of the universe, countless terrifying auras that had been dormant for millennia revived!

The shattered ancient stars are reforged, the vanished ancient palaces reappear, the sealed barriers of time and space are broken, and the hidden ancient taboos are all unleashed!

In a spatial rift, a demon god, clad in chaotic armor and having conquered three eras, was forbiddenly awakened. His eyes were like two blood-red suns, and his oppressive aura shattered the galaxy.

At the end of reincarnation, the body of an emperor who had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years opened his eyes, his imperial might was restored, and the eternal imperial way swept across heaven and earth;

On the battlefield beyond the realm, countless forbidden demons broke through the seal, their demonic flames raging and obscuring the entire sky.

In the ancient ancestral land, the ancient demon lord broke through the sky, his demonic power shaking the eight wastelands and his roar resounding throughout the universe!

One after another, ancient forbidden beings, epoch overlords, and veteran pseudo-tenth-realm powerhouses appeared in the world, and endless terrifying pressure rose up, enveloping the entire killing universe!

All races, countless beings, sects large and small, and forces from all sides trembled in fear, their minds reeling, and they were plunged into extreme terror and shock.

"My God! Forbidden powerhouses from every era have all emerged!"

"The pseudo-Ten Realms of forbidden arts, dormant for billions of years, have all revived! This is a harbinger of the universe's destruction!"

"Who exactly is this newly ascended pseudo-tenth realm powerhouse! How dare he trigger the appearance of all the ancient taboos of the heavens!"

"It's over! With so many veteran forbidden figures joining forces, even if the Emperor of the Era were alive, he would be crushed instantly! This person is doomed!"

"Suppressed by the accumulated power of countless epochs, none can withstand it! This newly ascended powerhouse is far too arrogant, having barely stepped into the pseudo-tenth realm, yet he dares to confront the accumulated power of millennia!"

Exclamations, trembling, and panic rose and fell throughout the heavens, permeating every corner of the universe.

All living beings believed that Wang Sheng had just broken through, his foundation was not stable, and his strength was shallow. Facing countless pseudo-tenth-realm forbidden powerhouses accumulated over billions of years, he would only face death and would be instantly crushed and his soul destroyed.

this moment,

In the center of the void, Wang Sheng's clone stood alone, dressed in a snow-white robe, untouched by dust, his eyes indifferent and calm, looking down at the countless ancient taboos that had emerged in unison.

"Both are taboos that emerged from the same era; who is weaker than the other!"

"I admit you're very strong, very strong!"

"If I were alone, I wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

"But what if there were millions of me!"

Wang Sheng said calmly.

next moment,

From his body,

Emerging were terrifying clones, each a pseudo-Tenth Realm expert.

One after another, the clones directly attacked those cosmic taboos.

then,

They didn't hesitate to self-destruct.

Boom boom boom...

The entire universe was trembling and in turmoil.

One after another, these cosmic taboos, originally carrying an aura of terror and intense killing intent, arrived.

At this moment, everyone was completely disoriented by the self-destruction of these clones.

One by one, they were either seriously injured or killed.

boom!

Wang Sheng raised his hand and threw a punch!

There are no fancy secret techniques, no complicated Dao patterns, only the purest and most extreme killing power!

With a single punch, galaxies shattered, spacetime collapsed, and all paths were annihilated!

The first to be hit was a severely injured primordial demon god, who had traversed three eras and whose physical body was as hard as chaotic divine iron, but it shattered instantly under this punch.

A deafening roar shook the universe as the demon god's massive body exploded instantly, its flesh, bones, origin, and Dao traces all annihilated, turning into nothingness!

A forbidden figure from all ages, killed instantly with a single punch!

Boom boom boom...

As Wang Sheng's clones emerged from his body, they self-destructed.

His supreme fist imprint also enveloped the entire universe.

All living beings in the universe lived in fear under the shadow of this day's self-destruction and the invincible fist imprint.

One punch shatters an emperor!

One punch, one demon lord dies!

One punch and a whole group of demons are wiped out!

Boom boom boom boom boom!!!

The continuous explosions resounded throughout the universe, causing the cosmos to tremble and countless galaxies to collapse, turning vast areas of space into chaotic ruins.

Those old pseudo-Ten Realms forbidden domains that had suppressed eras, dominated eras, and instilled fear in all races for billions of years were almost all wiped out.

Most of them desperately endured the self-destruction of their clones, but what followed was Wang Sheng's tempering of countless killing fist imprints.

Some had their physical bodies shattered by a single punch, some had their souls crushed by the force of the punch, some had their origins annihilated by the laws of killing, and some had their foundations shattered by the aftershocks!

One after another, eternal geniuses and forbidden figures of the era fell. The terrifying attacks that approached within a hundred feet of Wang Sheng all crumbled into nothingness, unable to harm him in the slightest!

Alone, he swept through the old era's powerful figures across the heavens, suppressing the forbidden secrets accumulated over billions of years, his momentum unstoppable and invincible in the world!

The entire cosmic battlefield was utterly devastated, all living beings were completely still and silent.

The initial panic, fear, and despair transformed into extreme shock and disbelief, causing countless powerful individuals to tremble and their minds to go blank.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

"Countless pseudo-Tenth Realm forbidden techniques from various eras were all shattered by his single punch!"

"The accumulated wisdom of the universe over billions of years is utterly meaningless before him!"

"A pseudo-tenth realm breakthrough achieved so quickly actually crushes all the ancient forbidden artifacts! How is this possible?!"

"Invincible! Truly invincible throughout the heavens! Never before in the history of this universe has there been such a terrifying existence!"

The crowd murmured in trembling voices, filled with awe, without a trace of doubt.

In the chaotic void, Qingfa, who had been staring intently at the mirror of fate, had his confident, composed, and disdainful expression completely collapse in an instant!

He watched as his proud cosmic foundation, accumulated over billions of years, and countless forbidden powerhouses who had been dormant for millennia, were slaughtered and annihilated by Wang Sheng's clone with a single punch each!

The meticulously constructed pseudo-Ten Realms prison, the ultimate trump card that took billions of years to build, crumbled and became a joke in the blink of an eye!

Boom!

Qingfa suddenly stood up.

The chaotic energy around him surged wildly.

His body trembled violently, and his facial features were contorted.

His expression gradually became crazed, ferocious, and distorted!

Completely lost composure!

"Impossible!! This is absolutely impossible!!"

His uncontrollable roar of doubt echoed throughout the chaos.

"That's the forbidden foundation I've accumulated over billions of years! It's the power of the strongest beings from countless eras! Where did he get so many avatars? Where did he get the cultivation resources and time?!"

"A shortcut to success always has its weaknesses! Why is his combat power so extraordinary?!"

Beyond the formless universe,

Wang Sheng himself remained calm and spoke in a flat tone.

"It seems you're going to lose, fellow Daoist!"