Chapter 1642 The Tree of Great Dao Rules Displays Its Divine Power

"This...this is..."

The Supreme Elder of the Reverse Primordial Heavenly River's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt the insignificance of his manifested Time Branch Authority in front of that illusory tree!

That's not just a difference in quantity, it's an absolute crushing defeat on a level!

"All laws return to their origin...the Tree of Chaos?!"

The Ghost Emperor was speechless. It was already incredibly difficult for him to condense a main trunk and four side branches, but the potential and status represented by Zhang Xuan's illusory tree were completely beyond his comprehension!

Ignoring the shock of the entire audience, Zhang Xuan indifferently swept his gaze over the three commanders and the endless rift nests behind them.

With a slight thought, he did not use any complex supernatural powers, but merely activated two side branches in the illusory tree that represented the Primordial Qi Sea and the Purple Heaven Thunder Pool.

A chaotic torrent of primordial energy and a purple bolt of judgment lightning surged forth simultaneously.

Wherever the Primordial Torrent passed, whether it was the Netherworld Ghost Qi imitated by the Weeping Demon, the Time Fragments simulated by the Silver Erosion Flowing Shadow, or the defenses constructed by the Skeleton King, all melted away like ice and snow, and were decomposed and assimilated into the most primordial chaotic energy.

The lightning of judgment precisely struck the surging core deep within the rift nest, unleashing the supremely yang and powerful principles of thunder, purifying all filth and destroying the nodes of its energy cycle.

There was no fierce confrontation, no stalemate.

With the blessing of the Daoist aura from that complete, ethereal Great Dao Tree, the Primordial Chaos Return to Origin and the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder unleashed power far beyond the ordinary.

The three leaders let out unwilling cries, their bodies rapidly dissipating in the torrent of primordial energy.

The tide of alien races surging from the rifted nest was momentarily halted, and the core was severely damaged by the lightning, causing the speed of splitting and regeneration to plummet.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only the Tree of Rules supporting the void remained, and the indifferent figure beneath it.

All the Mahayana cultivators engaged in fierce combat involuntarily stopped what they were doing, their gazes towards Zhang Xuan filled with indescribable complex emotions.

There was shock, horror, curiosity, and even a deep sense of apprehension.

Zhang Xuan slowly withdrew the illusory tree phenomenon behind him, looked at the remaining alien race still putting up a stubborn resistance, and calmly said:

"The Heavy Water alien race cannot be eliminated; it will only continue to split apart."

With the annihilation of the three leaders and the severe damage to the core of the Rift Nest, the resistance of the Black Abyss Rift Nest collapsed rapidly, as if its spine had been removed.

The remaining low-level heavy water alien races lost their unified will and became chaotic and disorderly.

The foul mist that had been hanging over the rifted nest gradually dissipated, revealing a scene of utter devastation below.

Deep within the rifted nest, the once surging dark purple energy source became dim and thin.

The clamor of battle subsided, replaced by a quietude of relief after the catastrophe.

The six Mahayana cultivators from the Dragon Spine Divine Realm concealed their manifested branches and powers of rule, but their gazes were all focused on Zhang Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang... Fellow Daoist Zhang," the Ghost Emperor paused, seemingly considering how to phrase it, "that... that Tree of Rules just now... I consider myself to have seen many exceptionally talented individuals, but... someone like you, with your half-step Mahayana cultivation, has condensed a complete Tree of Rules with two main trunks and thirteen side branches, encompassing the supreme Daos of time, space, causality, and chaos... I have never heard of such a thing! Such a level, such potential, is beyond imagination!"

His words were like a pebble thrown into a still lake, instantly resonating with the other Mahayana practitioners.

The Palace Master of the Origin Dao Palace also nodded and said, "What Fellow Daoist Ghost Emperor said is absolutely right. Fellow Daoist Zhang's Returning Origin Torrent, though seemingly simple, actually contains the true meaning of the beginning of chaos and the return of all laws to nothingness. It can directly dismantle the law structure that the Heavy Water Alien race imitated and constructed from the root. Such a method is not just a difference in the level of power, but an absolute crushing on the level of Dao realm."

Faced with such undisguised amazement and praise from a renowned Mahayana cultivator, Zhang Xuan showed no sign of pride. He cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said in a calm tone:

"Your Excellencies are too kind; I am unworthy of such praise."

He glanced at everyone and said sincerely, "In the battle just now, if all of you seniors had used your supernatural abilities to wipe out the low-level alien races, suppress the source of the Rift Nest, and weaken its power... how could I have had the opportunity to accumulate strength, find that fleeting weakness, and deliver a fatal blow?"

He paused, then continued, "What I relied on was merely that my own path of cultivation happened to be somewhat unique, with some knowledge of the Dao of Returning to Nothingness and Chaos, which allowed me to barely restrain the imitative nature of this Heavy Water alien race. In terms of profound cultivation and seasoned experience, I am far inferior to you seniors. This victory was the result of everyone's concerted efforts, and even more so, it was due to our good fortune and the opportune moment. I was merely lucky to seize the opportunity created by you seniors and deliver the final blow."

His words were impeccable, highlighting his crucial role stemming from the conflict between different paths, while attributing the credit to the cooperation and good fortune of everyone present. He adopted an extremely humble attitude, giving ample face to all the Mahayana cultivators present.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the indescribable apprehension in the eyes of the Ghost Emperor and the others faded slightly, replaced by more appreciation and admiration.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhang is too modest!" Ghost Emperor laughed.

At that moment, the tiny heavy water alien races that had lost their unified will and split into billions of drops were slowly coming together.

The Ghost Emperor said solemnly, "Although these heavy water alien races have lost their threat, their origin has not been completely annihilated. The accumulation of billions of drops is enough to trigger a qualitative change!"

At this moment, Zhang Xuan looked at Tian Yezi and asked, "Are you ready?"

Tianyezi said excitedly, "I'm already prepared. I will use the source of billions of waters in this place as the foundation, triggering their remaining instinct to devour and aggregate each other. Then, using the trace of immortal pattern I touched as a guide, I will refine them into an unprecedented heaven-reaching spiritual treasure!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Although Zhang Xuan had told everyone that he would bring a weapon-forging master who could refine billions of living beings into evil weapons, no one expected that he would use them so soon.

Zhang Xuan nodded and said, "Act quickly!"

Tianyezi was overjoyed and immediately sat down cross-legged, summoning his incredibly evil Soul Furnace.

He formed a hand seal, and the blurry yet immortal-sounding illusory immortal mark between his brows reappeared!

As the immortal runes appeared, Tianyezi's aura changed drastically.

The billions of heavy water droplets that covered the rifted nest seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, and they rushed wildly into the Soul Furnace!

A thunderous roar echoed from within the furnace, as countless tiny fragments of laws were forcibly bound and integrated under the guidance of the immortal runes.

Several hours later, the vibrations of the Myriad Souls Furnace reached their peak and then abruptly stopped.

The oven lid is open!

A condensed, spindle-shaped beam of light shot out!

This shuttle is about seven inches long, silent and still, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, yet it seems as if countless tiny vortexes are flowing inside, emanating an ultimate, corrosive, and destructive Daoist aura.

Its grade has reached the level of a half-step Heavenly Treasure!