Woosh!

A storm was spontaneously birthed. This storm raged like the rumbling of a thousand category five hurricanes superimposed atop each other, reaching indescribable levels of howling winds. Even the nearby skyships were affected, their bodies tumbling slightly. Luckily, they were all powered by miraculous formations designed for stability.

Asenath lightly smiled. To her, Yan Zaizen was like a little dog puffing out its chest while barking angrily - too cute. She had no fear, worry, anger, or horror in her expression. Yan Zaizen did not have the qualifications for her to feel such things.

As for Yri, her eyes were filled with a vicious rancor and boundless obsessive hatred. Even Freya, who couldn't be any happier of this development, felt her heart fiercely tremble. A heart-stopping chill traveled through her spine.

Yan Zaizen had never been humiliated without reason as much as this, especially since this concerned his sense of self and dao. He would never yield, to gods and devils, to the heavens or hellish kings, let alone kneel before a living existence not his father or mother.

The rage that rumbled in his heart seemed to be resounding with a fierce tempo. It pounded non-stop as the color of his eyes shifted. A light filled with boundless killing intent flowed endlessly as he looked at Asenath.

'If I don't kill you, my Dao, my soul, my heart need not exist.'

A unique, undefined soul energy floated around him. A black and amber-gold aurora borealis that seemed to have descended from hell itself was born. It seethed beautifully like the surging waves of the ocean around Yan Zaizen.

For the first time since their brief interactions, Asenath, Ruin Emperor, Oneuli Empire's Emperor, and the old man expressions changed slightly, while the two knights approached Yan Zaizen suddenly, as if attempting to stop him. The old man especially had his withered skin and brittle looking body shiver.

"Th-that's…!"

SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-oOoOrrRrRRrrnNk!

Before the old man's words could be said, a roar that seemed to screech through the world and the hearts of all erupted from a distance. It attracted everyone's attention. Their eyes subconsciously turned to the direction only to see a gigantic black shadow slightly move in the far off distance.

From afar, and although they've been traveling at tens of thousands of kilometers a second, it still seemed like a faraway mountain. The sheer gigantic proportions of this shadow left everyone's hearts throbbing in shock and anticipation.

Yan Zaizen didn't even care. His eyes blazed with an ardent fury so hot that suns would melt before it. That hot gaze never left Asenath.

'Even if the All-Immortal Dragon appeared before me today, you will still die!'

Just as his soul energy, dao energy, and heavenly might seemed to reach an unknown, unfathomable peak, a whooshing sound occurred right behind Yan Zaizen. The world suddenly seemed to have become emerged in darkness. The gloomy clouds above seemed to have abruptly vanished, the little bit of light cascading down through those dusky clouds faded away, and the breathing of the world ceased all at once.

As his eyes looked towards them, everyone else, besides the roaring and indignant Yri, had wide eyes and looked behind him.

The Ruin Emperor could be seen visibly shaking while Freya, who was still on the floor, started to exhibit more mortal qualities as a foul smell puddled beneath her. The knights were the weirdest. They started to creak like splitting metal and bent wood.

This didn't seem to have been caused by the darkness, but the swirling mass of ethereal energy around Yan Zaizen that they carelessly approached.

Yan Zaizen may have been focused, but the sudden eclipse even drew his attention away.

Slowly.

Ever slowly.

He turned his head.

His pupils became as thin as needles.

SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-oOoOrrRrRRrrnNK!

A howling wind so powerful that his robes fluttered helplessly about. The sheer roar and sound wave produced caused all the miraculous formations set on the skyships to shatter instantly.

All things not flesh turned to literal dust in less than a picosecond of time. It was like the world was the center of the big bang, but instead of creation, only utter destruction of all non-life forms occurred. This included foreign dimensions of space.

Yan Zaizen felt the floor disappear from his feet. His body subconsciously initiated flight. Yri also felt liberated as the floor vanished beneath her feet and so did the pressure.

What was humongous? What was titanic? What was colossal?

If you had asked Yan Zaizen this before, he would've said a universe, but today...today his answer would change.

It was pressure. It was force. It was this object in your eye that took up your soul, your sight, your every sense, and even your memories. It encapsulated everything, it was so large that it was the only thing you could think about!

A scaly black head faced Yan Zaizen. This head was like being an inch away from the largest sun imaginable. The creases between the scales were like worlds on its own, ridges and valleys. The curves seemed to have its own gravitational pull that left you drawing towards it.

This scaly head definitely belonged to a lizard. Its eyes, its nostrils, its scales, and its ears all pointed to it. He couldn't even get a detailed description of it, unable to even see its body or even its mouth, simply that in his heart he knew it was a dragon. A living, breathing dragon of legend.

And not just any dragon, the All-Immortal Dragon!

Suddenly, hundreds of millions of heavenly cultivators popped into existence, forced out of the dimensional structures they were housed in, and while they all remained confused, they felt that something had happened.

They twisted and turned but saw nothing but blackness. To them, they had entered an endless night.

Asenath, the one with the highest cultivation base, was the first to recover her calm. Her eyes still trickled with fear and disbelief, but greed soon covered it all. Boundless greed!

A malevolent expression covered her young face, demonic to the extreme, and her body started to transform. The black archaic marks covered her face, neck, arms, and legs. She screeched like a banshee from hell!

"I call upon the True Origin of the Dreaming Devil Law! Descend!!!" Her screech was one solid bellow, but it somehow formed a set of words that were perfectly understood.

Pushing forth both her palms, she pressed hellishly forward with all her might, ignoring all those before her. Yan Zaizen, Yri, and the two knights were in the direct path of her palms, but so was the dragon's head!

Yan Zaizen felt a deep prophetic sense of danger as he snapped out of his shock. He grabbed towards Yri, an undefined soul energy gently wrapped around her, and his body seemed to break the fetters of the Dusk Zone's law limit! He directly penetrated the spatial void with Yri in tow, vanishing with a blink.

The Law of Heaven! Using this, he changed the priority of Law strength within his area, directly making Spatial Law the most dominant, and striding into the spatial void. It was as easy as cutting butter with a hot knife. Even he was surprised at how powerful he felt.

Before, when he absorbed the golden sphere, he only felt that he could do it. He hadn't had the time to actually try it out, but now that he did, his confidence soared.

Asenath's attack was formless, like a dream, colorless, like the air, and demonic, like devils! It seemed endless and powerful beyond conventional measure. Behind her, three heavenly substructures were born. They were Grand Heavenly Dimensions formed by Second Phase Heavenly Creation Realm experts.

In the Heavenly Creation Realm, the difference between them were the number and types of Minor and Grand Heavens established. The more they've established, the difference in their titles and strength.

Asenath could be considered a Three-Fold Heavenly Creation Realm expert at the Third Phase, Original Law! Even the Ruin Emperor was only at the One-Fold, Third Phase Heavenly Creation Realm!! No wonder the Ruin Emperor acted so docile around Asenath, and she ruled over a zone alone.

Even worse, Asenath's Three Grand Heavenly Dimensions were all World Laws!!

Wind!

Yin!

Darkness!

Those three laws Grand Heavenly Dimensions acted as power sources for her own Original Law: Dreaming Devil Law!

Her strength wasn't just Heaven-Equalling, it was faintly Heaven-Surpassing!

The knights who were both Heavenly Creation experts at the Second Phase didn't stand a chance. They seemed to descend into a dreamy haze as a demonic aura shrouded them silently and slowly lulled them away. Their minds, their souls, and their bodies vanished into a dream.

This was a disturbing and horrendous way to die! If they weren't wearing armor, the sight may even be worse!

They disappeared like literal ghosts blown by the wind.

This wind continued to impact and smashed onto the snout of the All-Immortal Dragon. However, what happened next caused fear and panic to finally enter Asenath's eyes!

It twitched a little.