2451 The Car Door Is Welded Shut – No One Can Get Off!

“Is this… really a self-created language?” Some of the top influencers who were present to witness Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s recent utterance were left astounded.

Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had, astonishingly, succeeded in crafting his very own written language.

They say beginnings are always tough, and creating one’s initial set of characters is the most arduous step. Once this milestone is achieved, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song would have a solid foundation to continually develop his unique written language.

But what style of writing did Profound Sage Tyrannical Song employ?

Tyrannical Song, Tyrannical Scholar, Tyrannical Dragon, Tyrannical Demon, and Tyrannical Annihilation… If we followed this pattern, then his words could naturally be dubbed… Tyrannical Literature?

“Does Profound Sage Tyrannical Song wield the same power as the Scholarly Sage and the Heavenly Emperor?” As they contemplated this, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song spoke once more.

His speech was rapid, slightly mumbled, difficult for the denizens of the universe to discern his words clearly. But that was inconsequential; whether they comprehended his speech clearly or not, practitioners across myriad worlds who were in a state of ’empathy’ could grasp the essence of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s message.

Thanks to Knot’s secret technique and the Dao Seal of Tyranny, fortified by his divine third eye, every practitioner in the universe had aligned with Song Shuhang’s rhythm.

This was the black car heading towards Tyrannical Song’s era. The car door had been firmly sealed, and there was no chance of disembarking mid-journey!

Furthermore, Song Shuhang’s forthcoming discourse delved into the information regarding the collapse of the Wielder of the Will. Even Immortals would not be entirely immune. Song Shuhang’s divine show this time transcended ordinary exhibition; it was influenced by the power of heaven and earth and served as a platform to communicate the news of the Wielder of the Will’s collapse to practitioners across myriad worlds.

Anything connected to the Wielder of the Will, even mere news of its demise, possessed an overwhelming power that could not be resisted.

As Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s speech unfolded, practitioners throughout the universe felt their surroundings undergo a transformation.

It was as if they had entered a dream, but this dream was extraordinarily lifelike, and their consciousness remained exceedingly clear. This was the legendary daydream!

“It’s as if a colossal illusion of reality has enveloped the universe. All practitioners have been ushered into this illusion of reality!” A prominent figure commented calmly.

Though Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had borrowed the authority of Sage’s Speech, it was evident that his mastery of the illusion of reality was profound.

The illusion of reality was an innate ability many Immortals continued to study. While it was an ability only Seventh Stage Venerables could grasp, numerous Immortals found it exceptionally enigmatic and worthy of in-depth exploration.

With a collective intake of breath, all the practitioners across the universe found themselves within a world brimming with righteousness.

They hadn’t gathered together physically, but every individual had transformed into Profound Sage Tyrannical Song and shared the insights conveyed by his discourse.

“What place is this?” Most of the practitioners gazed in confusion at this unfamiliar realm.

For some practitioners of demonic and malevolent arts, entering this world induced a profound sense of discomfort and distress.

Members of the modern world’s scholarly faction swiftly recognized this illusory realm. It was the scholarly faction’s Golden Lotus World!

The countenances of the scholarly faction’s patriarchs and True Monarch Eternal Fire turned pallid.

They recognized this as the environment when the Golden Lotus World had just taken form. Coupled with the information about the collapse of the Heavenly Dao and the cycle of life and death disclosed in Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s speech, an ominous foreboding settled in their hearts.

After all, they were the central figures in those events.

That experience was a nightmare they wished never to revisit for the rest of their lives… Even the faintest recollection sent shivers down their spines.

Not every practitioner was named Tyrannical Song, not everyone could embrace pain, and not everyone had a presence behind them applauding silently in moments of agony.

“I hope we’re overthinking it. I hope Profound Sage Tyrannical Song can be merciful,” silently prayed the scholarly faction’s leaders.

In the next moment, the Golden Lotus World of the scholarly faction was ruthlessly pierced by a finger seemingly forged from steel. This finger, composed of liquid metal, appeared before the leaders of the scholarly faction and in the sight of all the practitioners in the universe.

“What is this?”

“What kind of origin does this finger have, emanating boundless despair, fear of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and cruelty as bottomless as the abyss?”

Beneath this finger, even Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders felt as insignificant as ants, and lower-level cultivators were less than insects.

After the finger’s descent, all the inhabitants of the Golden Lotus World were crushed.

Reduced to pieces…

During this cruel process, the malevolent energy of the Netherworld infiltrated their bodies and intensified the agony of death!

Even when they died, the will of all beings remained alive and endured indescribable torment and the incursion of the Netherworld’s malevolent energy.

What a harrowing way to meet one’s end!

Even the countenances of Immortals, who had seen much, twitched. The impact of the speech on them was not overwhelming, and their resolve wouldn’t waver due to this degree of suffering and death.

However, that liquid metal finger aroused their concern. The overwhelming pressure, the aura of despair, and the ability to command the malevolent energy of the Netherworld… Was it the Sovereign of the Netherworld?

Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had once confronted the Sovereign of the Netherworld? And he was still alive and thriving?

Longevity-seeking Immortals held Profound Sage Tyrannical Song in higher regard.

“Is it over?” After experiencing the excruciating ordeal, practitioners throughout the universe breathed a collective sigh of relief.

They had no desire to relive the experience of being crushed by a higher power a second time.

“Over? It’s far from over,” True Monarch Eternal Fire thought to himself.

That was an experience trapped in an endless loop. He couldn’t even fathom how he endured it initially!

As practitioners across the universe thought it was the end, they were resurrected within the illusory world.

They were brought back to life!

They were alive!

Damn, who had cast the resurrection spell? Were they out of their minds?

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