Dragon Prince Yuan

And when the indifferent gaze of Zhou Yuan on the void was projected, Saint Yuan felt that rejection in the heavens and earth become even more intense.

"Zhou Yuan..."

Sacred Yuan Palace Master's face was gloomy, this Gryphon in his eyes back then had become the Heavenly Lord of the Cangxuan Heaven, controlling supreme authority, all of which should have belonged to him.

The current Zhou Yuan was as glamorous as he was, the Saint Yuan Palace Master felt remorse in his heart, he regretted that he hadn't paid a little attention to this Gryphon back then, if he had been able to casually wipe him out, how could he still be in trouble today?

However, with regards to his emotions, at this time, Zhou Yuan was not even in the mood to pay attention to them, he only glanced indifferently, and then cast his sight into the distance.

It was as if his sight was able to penetrate the void, directly seeing the blood-red pillars of light that were raging everywhere, the blood light spreading, continuously devouring countless desperate creatures.

There was coldness sweeping across Zhou Yuan's eyes, and the temperature of the heavens and earth were suddenly lowered.

The Cang Xuan Sacred Seal blossomed between his palms, and the mysterious and ancient origin pattern above the Heavenly Lord's robe on his body also became bright.

Boom!

At the same time, at the place where the blood-red pillar of light raged on all sides of the Cangxuan Heaven.

The sky suddenly cracked open, and then a heavenly fire that showed purple light swept down violently, illuminating the vault of the sky, and that purple heavenly fire landed on the four sides of the blood-red light pillar, and then the lines of fire spread and quickly connected, blocking the blood-red light pillar.

The purple flames burned furiously and finally collided with the blood-red pillar of light.

Snicker!

At the moment of contact, it seemed as if there were countless screeching sounds coming out from it, and the two terrifying forces were now crazily eroding and entangling, wanting to extinguish what the other was doing.

At the point of entanglement, the space there was completely distorted into a pitch-black color, as if it was an empty void.

But this stalemate was only temporary.

Because in that sky, cracks were constantly appearing, and a cloud of purple heavenly fire was continuously descending, causing the sea of purple fire to become more and more raging and fierce.

Along with Zhou Yuan holding the Cang Xuan Sacred Seal, he was already able to mobilize the power of the entire Heavenly Domain, and with the support of one Heavenly Domain, even though the blood-red pillar of light was equally domineering, it was unable to withstand this continuous consumption.

So, as time went on, after an incense burn, the blood-red pillar of light finally began to wither, and then was forced back inch by inch...

Eventually, purple flames spread past, and in the midst of the purple flames sweeping through, the blood-red pillar was completely incinerated.

Everywhere in the Cangxuan Heaven, a rushing pillar of blood-red light disappeared one after another.

Those living creatures who fled desperately under the blood-red pillars of light saw this scene, they burst into cheers, they cried tears of joy, only after experiencing the despair and wailing, they would understand the preciousness of this time.

Numerous living creatures now knelt down, kowtowing excitedly to the void, though they knew that this must be the means of that Zhou Yuan Heavenly Lord.

When the last pillar of blood-red light disappeared into the Cangxuan Heaven, the Qing Yang Patriarch and the others were likewise relieved, their taut bodies loosening a little.

On the void, Zhou Yuan's gaze was withdrawn from the distance, then he looked indifferently at the Sacred Yuan Palace Master on the Blood Sea Altar below.

At this time, the latter, who had similarly sensed the disappearance of those sacrificial blood pillars, looked extremely pale and also carried a trace of incredible fear.

He was a bit unable to believe that the sacrificial boundary that he had spent more than ten years preparing for was so easily cracked by Zhou Yuan.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Lord?" The Sacred Origin Palace Master murmured bitterly in his heart.

But immediately this emotion was suppressed, his face twisted and he said, "I haven't lost yet, this altar was given by the Sacred Clan, even if you become a Heavenly Lord, you won't be able to destroy it!"

Boom!

Just as his voice had fallen, Saint Yuan suddenly felt the earth begin to shake violently, and then he saw, with his pupils shrinking, that under the sea of blood, there were indescribably huge purple flames rising up.

Those purple flames were rising, faintly seemingly forming a purple fire lotus covering an area of a million miles.

The sea of blood he was in was slowly being carried by the purple fire lotus.

This scene was truly spectacular to the extreme, and from afar, it was like a small continent rising up.

When the Qing Yang Patriarch and the others saw this scene, they were also shocked, and their faces were shaken... such power... It simply made one feel a kind of powerlessness from the heart.

Zhou Yuan's appearance was instead as normal, he stretched out his right palm and slowly closed his five fingers.

As his five fingers closed, only the purple fire lotus that carried the sea of blood, those huge flame petals, were also slowly closing towards the center at this time.

Terrifying power coalesced within it, and the Sea of Blood all boiled up at this time, blood mist rising, and then abruptly dissolving into nothingness as it came into contact with the raging purple flames.

The current Zhou Yuan, who had been promoted to Cangxuan Heavenly Lord, was able to mobilize power in this heavenly domain that was so terrifying that it was indescribable, and it could be said that even if a Saint of the One Lotus Realm were to fight him within Cangxuan Heaven, it wouldn't be able to please him in the slightest.

Moreover, this was still under the premise that the current Zhou Yuan was initially in control of the Cangxuan Saint Seal.

This was the vast greatness of the Lord of the Day.

Saint Yuan who was seated on top of the altar looked at the slowly closing flame petals, and the power coming from the boiling sea of blood was also causing him to tremble a little.

The boiling sea of blood was rapidly being evaporated, and the strange and tyrannical power contained within it was also being melted away.

Ka-cha.

Suddenly there was a tiny sound that entered his ears, Saint Yuan bowed his head, and his pupils just shrank as he saw that this altar beneath him was also now starting to show cracks.

"Even it can't take it anymore..."

Saint Yuan sighed lightly, the heat that swept through the void around him caused his holy soul to grow thinner and thinner, and in his holy soul, a bit of purple light appeared, which was being eroded by the Purple Lotus Flame.

Saint Yuan was silent for several breaths, understanding that his death was truly coming.

At this moment, however, he instead felt a strange tranquility, and he was startled to look up at the flaming giant lotus that was slowly closing while slightly obscuring the vault of the sky.

"How did I get to this point..." Saint Yuan muttered with some confusion.

Once upon a time, he also possessed astonishing talent and an infinite future, but he seemed to have gradually lost his true heart on his way to climbing the power.

When did it start?

It was because he had seen the greatness of the Cang Xuan Ancestor, who was the Cang Xuan Heavenly Lord at that time, to hold power... At that time, his heart was envious and wanted to aim for him, but later he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with Old Ancestor Cang Xuan's footsteps.

The reluctance in his heart gradually became an obsession, and at some unknown time, an inexplicable whisper appeared deep within his heart, which he now knew came from the omnipotent Holy God.

Before that whisper appeared, he had explored an ancient monument where there were traces of the ancient war, and most likely, it was at that time that he had unintentionally suffered from the Holy Spirit's will.

Saint Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, in the end, it was still his own mind that had gone wrong, which allowed that Saint God's Will to take advantage of it.

"It's just as well, let everything end here."

Saint Yuan stretched out his illusory palm and patted the altar where cracks appeared beneath him, smiling, "Saint God, it seems that all this investment you have made in me is going to go to waste."

Crack!

More and more cracks emerged from above the altar, and the Flame Giant Lotus above was already just a sliver of a gap, terrifying power sweeping in from all directions, about to obliterate everything, including the Sacred Yuan and this altar.

Saint Yuan stared at the altar that was about to shatter, and suddenly there was another inexplicable whisper in his heart.

He listened to that whisper, and in the next instant, a drastic change appeared on his face, raising his head abruptly and saying harshly, "Do not destroy the sacrifice..."

But his voice failed to come out in the end, as the fire lotus closed in completely at this point.

The raging purple fire roared overwhelmingly.

As the purple fire whistled past, the Holy Spirit of the Sacred Yuan was directly evaporated completely in a moment, turning into nothingness, while at the same time, the blood-red altar was shattered.