Chapter 1297: Which One Dares to Claim Invincibility

A soft sigh, as if severing eternity, shook heaven and earth, causing them to explode. Chaotic energy erupted, resembling a new creation, a re-enactment of the universe's genesis.

At this moment, everyone present was terrified. Cracks appeared on their bodies, like fractured porcelain but stained with blood, on the verge of bursting open.

However, Nine and the others were first shocked, then their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably. Almost simultaneously, their eyes welled up, and tears were on the verge of streaming down their faces.

The half-rotted face was indeed very powerful. Upon hearing this sound, its face contorted, as if it had traveled against the flow of eternal time, through fractured ages.

It frantically tried to approach, no longer needing guidance from the hidden voice. Instead, its own black mist surged, filled with never-before-seen bizarre grand dao patterns that coalesced, making it an embodiment of the Dao.

It pierced through time, and space, like flimsy paper, could not obstruct it. In a flicker, it arrived near the smooth, severed section.

"My body... my weapon, my eternal years, restore my brilliance!" it roared softly, its rotted face grotesque. With only half a face and a small portion of its facial bones exposed, it was incredibly horrifying.

In the tearing tunnel of heaven and earth, enveloped by terrifying black chains of grand dao light, it roared, a sound that shattered the sky, as it attempted to crash into the static, severed space.

However, at this moment, ripple-like patterns emerged, undulating like water waves from within that severed space, making everything silent.

The half-rotted face was also held back!

As for those behind, whether Nine and the others or the top powerhouses from the forbidden zone, they all fell silent, and they were even more terrified.

Because, in an instant, everyone found themselves trapped in a static world, unable to utter a sound, their very souls seeming to freeze in place.

They could not move!

Finally, in a flash, they heard the long, eerie, and terrifying howl of the half-rotted face, as endless black mist erupted.

It was as if the abyss of hell had been cut open, revealing its darkest and coldest section, followed by an eruption of various evil order symbols that even corroded the Grand Dao.

The half-rotted face could move again, utterly insane. Sparse hair on its scalp dripped with blood, and its eye sockets were as black as an abyss, making it even more grotesque.

It howled, its hair swaying as if a dark overlord had returned from the dead. It was incredibly bizarre, so eerie and terrifying that even the powerhouses from the forbidden zone felt chills run down their spines.

At this point, the half-rotted face went mad, charging towards the severed world. Endless black mist burst forth, surging forward ahead of it.

"Invincible body, sweeping through an epoch, slaughtering all foes above and below..." it shrieked.

Its howling was unbearable, making one feel as if their soul was being corroded. Even the creatures from the forbidden zone felt they would be torn to pieces.

The only saving grace was that it was targeting the severed world, exerting all its might, its entire being rushing towards it, with the black mist surging into it as well.

At this very moment, a sound emerged again from within the static, severed world, accompanied by spreading ripples that directly illuminated heaven and earth, evaporating all the black mist.

Like a wisp of golden morning light, it pierced through the pre-dawn darkness, bringing vibrant life and brilliance, tearing open the night curtain that covered the sky.

"Who dares to claim invincibility?"

Just a few words, a brief sentence, emanating with gentle ripples, completely eradicated the darkness, and all the mist vanished.

At the same time, people also noticed that neither the so-called dark mist nor the half-rotted face had actually entered the severed world; they were only at its edge, stopped just as they were about to make contact.

The black mist was completely dispelled, leaving only a brilliance like morning light.

At this moment, people finally saw the source of the sound: it was just a dull gray stone with cracks, from which a soft, lustrous glow seemed to emanate.

It lay horizontally within the static, severed world, originally very unremarkable.

"Linglong Stone!"

In the distance, a creature from the forbidden zone showed a look of alarm.

In an instant, they thought of many things.

And Nine and the others, after hearing that sound, became excited, their emotions surging, both their bodies and spirits trembling, tears about to stream down.

Linglong stones are extremely rare, capable of engraving most of the heaven-and-earth order of an era, as well as parts of dao principle patterns, thereby becoming a powerful, almost living scripture.

Among them, some precious Linglong stones are extremely special, almost able to engrave the divine form of the Grand Dao from a certain period of time.

This is formidable; if one were to obtain it and diligently study it, they would naturally gain immense benefits.

People were certain that the one before them was a special Linglong stone, extremely rare.

However, it had not engraved any order or grand dao patterns, but merely recorded a certain sound, a wisp of aura.

Could it really do this?!

This was shocking. Could a person's words, a mere wisp of their aura, achieve such a feat? It was truly unimaginable, and all the powerhouses from the forbidden zones were horrified.

The half-rotted face, with its blood-soaked hair disheveled and a bit of its facial bone exposed, howled as it charged again. It constantly yearned to plunge inside.

"I have not been defeated, I control the rise and fall of heaven and earth..."

It was hysterical, completely consumed by madness!

"Who claims to be invincible? Who dares to say they are undefeated?"

At this moment, a complete and clear voice spread forth, as if cleansing from those long-lost, annihilated eras and the ruins of extinguished evolutionary civilizations, piercing through several epochs.

At this moment, the half-rotted face exploded!

The bizarre creature that terrified the forbidden zone powerhouses, who dared not touch or approach it, shattered instantly.

This was truly shocking; a mere whisper, seemingly imbued with both demonic and divine power, leisurely reverberating, transmitted across space and time from endless ages past, instantly crushed the unfathomable, maddened rotted face.

It goes without saying that the half-rotted face must have possessed unparalleled power in its prime, an unimaginable existence, yet it was ultimately slain by someone.

Now, even though it harbored obsession and was guided here, having coalesced into a physical form of a rotted face, it was utterly insignificant.

Here, a mere whisper, cleansing past, present, and future, simply crushed it.

Endless black mist erupted. After the half-rotted face exploded, it became even more unwilling, filled with resentment, burning its own obsession. It erupted with dark light, accompanied by monstrous bizarre energy, attempting to pierce through the world ahead.

And after its few facial bones were crushed, they turned into dozens of smaller fragments, now floating and manifesting Grand Dao symbols.

But it was all in vain; the more it erupted, the faster it was annihilated. After it was struck by that sound and covered by the ripples, it was destined to turn into nothingness, to cease to exist.

Whether the dark light, the lingering bloodstains, or the small fragments of facial bone, all directly turned into dust, being obliterated, being burned away.

Finally, not even ashes remained; it was thus utterly annihilated. The sound and aura from the Linglong stone transformed darkness into serenity.

A wisp of morning light scattered, and heaven and earth became clear.

In the static, severed world, a peculiar phenomenon finally occurred again: that dull gray stone slowly began to move!