At this moment, the entire universe fell silent, and everyone looked at Li Yuntian with eyes full of terror, feeling an extreme chill and trepidation in their hearts.
The opponent had annihilated the projection of a high-level expert!
A mid-level expert had actually destroyed the projection of a high-level expert!
Although the demonic shadow was not even a tenth of a high-level expert's power, it was, after all, the projection of a high-level expert, the weakest of whom was invincible below the high-level.
But now, it was gone!
At this time, Mo Lin in the distance was also completely stunned, frozen in place. In just an instant, he thought that after wasting a trump card, he would kill Li Xiaotian, but who would have thought that his trump card would be turned against him by Li Xiaotian!
He began to fear.
Mo Lin looked around, feeling the urge to retreat. He admitted that he was no match for Li Xiaotian.
But Li Xiaotian paid no mind to Mo Lin's thoughts and crossed the void, charging towards Mo Lin.
"It's time to end this, trash!" Li Xiaotian said coldly, holding nothing back this time, and unleashed a punch.
"Ah..." Mo Lin cried out in agony, blood splattering. He retreated frantically while trying to heal himself.
But Li Xiaotian pressed his attack, relentlessly making the opponent bleed.
The onlookers from various races watched in terror. By now, there was no need to guess the outcome of this battle.
Mo Lin was doomed!
Many people were in a daze. Who could have imagined that Mo Lin, who had traversed the universe with a powerful entrance and overwhelming demonic might, would actually be defeated!
After all, he was Mo Lin, the young supreme of the Demon Race, the strongest below the high-level, and even a top-ranked genius in the Divine Realm.
But now, he was defeated! Utterly defeated!
What's more, he had shamelessly used the projection of a high-level expert, only to find that it couldn't change the outcome.
"Ahhh! I am not reconciled!"
With a roar of rage, Mo Lin's body was blown apart by Li Xiaotian, and then Li Xiaotian's devouring power activated, consuming him completely in a short period.
Mo Lin was dead!
For a moment, all the surrounding beings held their breath, their bodies trembling slightly.
The young supreme of the Demon Race was dead. The sky was about to fall!
Although they knew Mo Lin had a high chance of dying in the later stages of the battle, when it actually happened, they realized how terrifying Mo Lin's death would be.
It was imaginable that the Demon Race would be enraged, and the Divine Realm would be furious.
Li Xiaotian killing Mo Lin was tantamount to slapping the Divine Realm in the face.
"Leave!"
At this moment, the woman from the Half-God Palace instantly appeared before Li Xiaotian and immediately crushed a jade pendant.
"Boom!"
Just then, as if an entire world was being destroyed, a deafening roar echoed from afar, and an oppressive aura that made one's breath catch instantly descended.
"Bastard! Who killed Mo Lin?!"
A roar erupted, and in the distant void, a colossal figure seemed to approach from afar, exuding terrifying demonic might that made hearts tremble, and his entire body radiated a chilling coldness.
High-level!
A high-level expert of the Demon Race had made a move!!
The beings from various races present widened their eyes in sheer terror.
The wrath of a high-level expert was world-ending. The heavens were truly about to collapse!
And at this moment, Li Xiaotian and the woman from the Half-God Palace were enveloped by the teleportation power, about to depart.
"Stay!"
A roar resounded like rolling thunder, and instantly, Li Xiaotian and the woman felt as if they were being targeted by a ferocious beast, their hearts pounding.
"Rumble!"
Following that, a colossal black hand stretched out from the distant void, reaching to grab Li Xiaotian and the woman.
"We can't escape!" Li Xiaotian said to the woman from the Half-God Palace, then gritted his teeth, preparing to counterattack.
But at this very moment, another deafening sound spread.
As the colossal black hand traversed the universe towards them, a void in a certain spot suddenly cracked open, and an unimaginably terrifying force erupted from it, directly shattering the giant hand into countless pieces that vanished.
"What?"
Seeing this, everyone showed expressions of shock and astonishment, their eyes wide open.
After all, that was a high-level expert.
Yet, his hand was destroyed in a single blow by someone's power, and without even seeing the true form of the attacker, how immense must that strength be?
"Another high-level!"
"Heavens, two high-level experts, is this going to erupt into an apocalyptic war?"
Countless beings were filled with dread and coldness. High-level battles had occurred in the Western Domain before, but each time they were like world-ending events, destroying everything in the entire universe, akin to annihilation.
"Who are you?"
An ancient voice resounded through the heavens, filled with fury and murderous intent, sending chills down the spines of those who heard it, as if their souls were being frozen.
"Interfering with my divine action, do you wish to die?!"
"Gods? Hmph! Just a bunch of hypocritical fellows, self-proclaimed deities. Do they deserve to be called gods? There are no gods in this world!"
The voice, full of dominance, seemed to belong to a middle-aged man, echoing throughout the entire universe, but its origin remained unknown.
"Bastard! You are provoking the Divine Realm, provoking the Demon Race!" the high-level expert of the Demon Race roared, his terrifying pressure surging once more. In the distant universe, a demonic shadow seemed to be traversing the cosmos towards them.
"Heh heh, provoking? So what if I am! Mo San, if you dare to come, the Demon Race will lose a high-level expert today!" the mysterious powerful being's voice rang out, incredibly arrogant.
The beings from various races present were already scared stiff, standing dumbfounded, wishing they had never appeared here.
They didn't know who Mo San was.
But they knew that the Demon Race had Five Ancestors, all of whom were high-level experts. It was clear that Mo San was the third-ranked Demon Ancestor of the Demon Race!
Upon hearing this, the demonic shadow from afar stopped its advance, perhaps surprised by the revelation of his identity, or perhaps intimidated by the mysterious being's threat.