Great Evolution: I Exclusively Possess Earth's Six Supreme Opportunities

The air in the swamp seemed to freeze at that moment.

Time seemed to have been paused by an invisible hand.

The Huashan swordsman's deadly sword strike, tempered with a lifetime of sword intent; the Daizong Taoist's insidious binding snake rope; and the trump cards unleashed by several other prodigies...

All attacks and killing intents melted away silently, like snow meeting boiling water, when they touched the black and white miniature universe behind Su Bai.

There was no explosion, no impact.

Not even a ripple of energy was stirred up.

It just vanished into thin air.

It was as if all their efforts had amounted to nothing more than a ridiculous illusion.

The sinister smile on Kunlun's face froze into an extremely bizarre expression.

The smugness and cruelty in his eyes were visibly fading away, replaced by a slowly creeping emotion called "bewilderment."

How could that be?

What happened?

The carrion-eating beast at the Manifestation Realm, which he regarded as his greatest reliance, with its giant claws capable of tearing mountains and rivers, also stopped before that miniature universe, unable to advance even an inch further.

No matter how it roared or how it channeled its demonic power, the seemingly fragile black and white vortex was like an insurmountable chasm, completely separating reality from illusion.

"this one?"

Su Bai's calm voice drifted over, breaking the deathly silence.

He slowly turned around.

Those calm eyes swept over the Kunlun Holy Son, over the Huashan sword cultivators, and over every attacker whose face still held shock and confusion.

There was no anger or murderous intent on his face.

There is only one kind of pure, undisguised contempt after seeing through all the tricks.

"Is this the fatal blow you've been planning all this time?"

Kunlun Saint's body trembled violently.

The bone-chilling cold instantly jolted him out of his daze, plunging him into an abyss of bottomless fear.

He finally realized how terribly wrong he had been.

Their calculations and their perceived opportune moment were nothing but a joke in the face of this man!

The other party was just watching the show from the very beginning!

"No...impossible!"

The Huashan swordsman let out a scream that had gone awry; his Dao heart was completely shattered by the incomprehensible sight at that moment.

"What kind of sorcery is this! What kind of monster are you?!"

"Master Su... Master Su!"

With a "plop," the Holy Son of Kunlun knelt down in the mud, no longer caring about his dignity as a Holy Son.

He was crying and kowtowing incoherently.

"Spare me! Lord Dao, spare me! I... I was blinded by greed! I'll never dare to do it again! Please just let me go like a fart!"

"Yes! Dao Lord! It was all the Holy Son Kunlun who forced us to this!"

The other prodigies also realized what was happening, and they all dropped their magical treasures and knelt down to beg for mercy.

The entire scene, which was supposed to be a meticulously planned decisive victory, instantly turned into an incredibly ugly farce.

The enchantress in the distance watched this scene, her alluring face drained of color.

She subconsciously took a half step back, and the young demon lords behind her didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Qin Feng and the Dragon Shield team members behind him stood up straight, their eyes filled with fervor.

This is their leader!

"Beg for mercy now?"

Su Bai looked at the Kunlun Holy Son, who was kowtowing repeatedly in the mud, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"It's too late."

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, and slowly pressed down into the void.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

"Yin Yang Great Hand Seal".

boom!

The sky darkened in that instant.

A massive black and white handprint, obscuring the sky and the sun, emerged from the void, carrying a terrifying Daoist aura capable of obliterating all things, and crashed down upon the group of kneeling prodigies begging for mercy!

"No--!"

The Holy Son of Kunlun let out a desperate roar.

He frantically channeled all the spiritual power within his body, crushing all the life-saving jade talismans bestowed upon him by his elders!

Golden light, divine talisman, protective magic weapon!

However, all of this was as fragile as paper in the face of that slowly descending giant hand, crumbling at the slightest touch!

Click!

The first prodigy to be touched by the giant handprint had his protective aura shattered instantly.

All his magical treasures, tokens, and bottles and jars were forcibly stripped away by an invisible force, turning into streaks of light that flew towards Su Bai.

Immediately afterwards, that crushing force penetrated through his body.

The foundation of his Dao within him let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain, and then shattered with a deafening roar!

His decades of arduous cultivation vanished in an instant!

"My cultivation level! My foundation in Dao!"

The prodigy let out a scream more agonizing than death, and instantly aged decades, becoming a mortal on the verge of death.

This is just the beginning.

Click! Click! Click!

The sounds of bones shattering and foundations collapsing rose and fell in waves!

One after another, prodigies had their cultivation crippled and were reduced to their original forms.

All their accumulated wealth and opportunities were transformed into spoils of war, which Su Bai pocketed entirely.

Finally, the giant hand landed on the head of the Kunlun Holy Son.

"Su Bai! You dare cripple me! The Kunlun Holy Land will never let you get away with this!"

With bloodshot eyes, the Holy Son of Kunlun uttered his final, and most feeble, curse.

Su Bai's expression was indifferent as he pressed down heavily with his palm!

boom!

All the divine light on the Kunlun Holy Son's body was completely annihilated. His Dao foundation and his proud Kunlun heritage were crushed to dust under this palm strike!

After doing all this, Su Bai changed his hand seal.

That enormous hand transformed pressure into push, with a gentle wave.

puff!puff!puff!

The Holy Son of Kunlun, along with the other attackers who had already been crippled, were like bags of tattered garbage, pushed out of this space by a gentle yet irresistible force.

Their figures became illusory in mid-air and eventually disappeared completely.

They were forcibly removed from the Tower of Babel.

The entire swamp returned to tranquility.

Only the carrion-eating beast at the Manifestation Realm remained, still standing there in a daze.

Its limited intelligence seemed incapable of processing the complex scene before it.

Su Bai didn't even glance at it; he simply flicked his finger in the direction it was located.

A barely perceptible wisp of black and white energy flashed and disappeared.

next second.

The enormous beast at the Manifestation Realm suddenly stiffened, then collapsed from the inside out like a sand sculpture, turning into dust that filled the sky.

After doing all this, Su Bai slowly turned around.

His gaze swept over Qin Feng and the others, over the silent rogue cultivators, and finally landed on the pale-faced yet still composed enchantress in the distance.

"Now……"

Su Bai's voice rang out calmly, yet it made the heart of every survivor present clench.

"Anyone else have a problem with this?"