High-end prehistoric world, suppressing ascendants at the start.

The moment he finished speaking, Chen Feng's figure vanished silently into the clouds, like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

He did not use any earth-shattering supernatural powers, nor did he tear apart the void. With just a thought, he traversed countless spaces, as if he had always existed in every corner of the primordial world.

……

On the earth, malevolent energy, like a dragon, tore through the sky.

Controlled by the system, Hou Yi was rushing towards Buzhou Mountain with a ferocious, life-burning momentum. His body transformed into a dark red streak of light, and wherever he passed, the forests swayed, and all the beasts cowered in fear. A pure and intense killing intent spread like a plague, chilling all living beings along the way.

His eyes were bloodshot, and a manic, arrogant sneer played on his lips. In his mind, the system's notifications were constantly painting a magnificent picture of the future for him.

[Destiny Mission: Shoot the Sun! Now Open!]

[Mission Description: In the name of Hou Yi, the Great Witch of the Witch Clan, shoot down the ten princes of the Demon Clan, ignite the final war between the Witch and Demons, seize unparalleled merit from slaughter during the great calamity, and prove yourself as the Lord of Slaughter!]

[Task Rewards: Depends on task completion rate]

[System buff activated: Host's all attributes increased by 300%! The divine bow 'Spirit Slayer' is activated; with each golden crow slain, the bow's power will experience a qualitative leap!]

"Hahaha! Destiny is in my hands! What are those Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi? They're nothing but stepping stones for me to reach the peak!" Hou Yi laughed wildly in his heart. Under the system's catalysis, the transmigrator's soul had been completely dominated by the illusion of being the protagonist of destiny. He could even imagine himself drawing his bow and arrow, causing nine suns to fall in succession, shaking the entire prehistoric world, and causing all races to bow down in a magnificent scene.

As for the advice of Xing Tian and others, he saw it as nothing more than the shortsightedness and cowardice of mediocre people.

How could a group of supporting characters, outdated by the times, possibly understand the ambitions of the protagonist?

Just as he was basking in the pleasure of this self-inflation and about to rush out of the edge of the mountain range under the jurisdiction of the witch tribe, a figure appeared out of nowhere in the void ahead.

It was a Taoist priest in a green robe, slender in build, standing with his hands behind his back. He stood there in mid-air, seemingly ordinary, like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind, completely out of place with the raging evil energy of heaven and earth around him. His appearance did not cause any strange phenomena in the heavens and earth, nor did it reveal even a trace of magical power. Yet, it caused Hou Yi's speeding figure to freeze abruptly, as if he had crashed into an invisible ancient divine mountain.

The force of that violent, forward-rushing momentum was enough to shatter a mountain, but before that figure, it vanished like a mud ox entering the sea.

Hou Yi's pupils contracted sharply, and his arrogance was instantly replaced by a bone-chilling cold. In his mind, the cold system notification sound shrieked wildly at an unprecedented frequency, each byte like a red-hot branding iron, searing into the depths of his soul.

[WARNING! WARNING! Unresolved high-energy superdimensional entity detected! Danger level: Extinction!!!]

[Warning! The target has locked onto the host! Spatial laws have been altered! Causal lines have been blocked!]

[System is attempting to reconnect to the Heavenly Dao... Connection failed! Attempting to activate the final defense protocol... Activation failed!]

[WARNING! Stay away immediately! Stay away immediately! The chance of survival is... zero!]

A barrage of bloody warnings flooded the screen, instantly clearing Hou Yi's mind, which had been clouded by bloodlust. He stared intently at the seemingly harmless Taoist in green robes before him, his heart pounding in his chest.

What is this?

Hongjun Daozu? Or the Three Pure Ones? No! That's not right! When a sage travels, purple qi comes from the east for 30,000 miles, heavenly flowers fall and golden lotuses spring up from the ground. How could it be so silent?

But the terrifying pressure that came from simply standing there, as if he had trampled the entire space-time under his feet, was more direct and more despairing than any saint he knew!

Chen Feng looked at the "transmigrator" before him, whose expression changed drastically in an instant, from arrogance to horror. His eyes held a hint of coldness as he slowly spoke, his voice calm yet seemingly containing the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, resounding directly into the depths of Hou Yi's soul.

"Great Wizard Hou Yi, please wait."

Hou Yi shuddered violently, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his soul, and roared with a fierce but weak voice, "You...who are you?!"

He tried to move his body, only to find to his horror that the space around him had become even more solid than Chaos Refined Gold. He was like a mosquito frozen in amber, unable to move even a finger. The terrifying power that the system had amplified three times over was as insignificant as dust in the face of his opponent.

However, the system's protagonist setting and the inertia of his bloodlust still drove him to make the most foolish reactions. He grinned maliciously, transforming all his fear and confusion into a final act of madness.

"Where did this quack Taoist come from, daring to block my way? Get out of my way! Otherwise, I'll kill you too, just in time to offer a sacrifice to my divine bow!"

Before he finished speaking, he exerted all his strength, mobilizing all the permissions granted to him by the system in his mind and the overwhelming baleful aura belonging to the Great Witch.

On the ancient and ferocious divine bow that slays spirits, black light flashed, and an arrow phantom formed entirely from the laws of slaughter and the original baleful energy of the witch clan ignored the constraints of space and slowly took shape, its tip locking onto Chen Feng from afar!

This arrow, imbued with the core power of a transmigrator system, is powerful enough to pose a fatal threat to even a Grand Luo Golden Immortal!

Seeing this, Chen Feng's last shred of patience vanished. He didn't even look at the arrow that had gathered terrifying power; he simply sighed softly, as if talking to himself, or perhaps to some unseen being.

"Grandpa, do you see? This generation of transmigrators is really uncivilized; none of them listen to advice."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng raised his right hand and gently pressed it towards Hou Yi's direction, across the distant void.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no world-destroying light.

This press seemed to be the hand of Heaven, the rule of the Great Dao.

In that instant, Hou Yi felt as if the whole world had frozen in time.

The newly formed arrow of malevolent energy, radiating endless ferocity, instantly disintegrated from the edge of solidification, transforming into primordial energy particles that vanished into the air.

The magical artifact in his hand, which the system had touted as the Soul-Slaying Divine Bow, let out a mournful cry, its brilliance fading away, becoming plain and unadorned.

Even more terrifying, he felt himself instantly lose all connection with the immense power within him and the omnipotent system in his mind. That irresistible force, like an invisible shackle, not only sealed off all the power of his physical body and primordial spirit, but even the operation of his thoughts and the alarm sounds of the system in his mind abruptly ceased, plunging him into a deathly silence!

Everything he had—his reliance, his arrogance—vanished with a single, effortless press.