A passerby in a horror movie

"Perhaps it is because space has given it a trace of true origin that it is qualified to stay in this void for a short time."

However, Li Haotian could also vaguely sense that Valak's presence here was not secure.

The primal power within him is being consumed at a slow but clear rate, and can only sustain him for a maximum of 10 minutes.

Once his source is exhausted, he will probably suffer the same fate as Uncle Nine and the other two, just like the limitations imposed by the space.

"Master, who is this guy? Should we take him down?"

Seeing that Li Haotian had finished dealing with Uncle Jiu and the other two and turned to look at him, Valak immediately lowered his voice and asked.

His voice was filled with menacing intent, and his eyes were fixed on the source, not daring to relax for a moment.

He could clearly sense that the strength of the guy in front of him was unfathomable, because he couldn't even sense the other's cultivation level.

This guy has no magical fluctuations, no aura leaking out, and not even any vital signs.

If he hadn't been able to see it with his own eyes, he would have almost thought that there was no one there.

Valak knew that this opponent was an absolute formidable foe he had never encountered before, and that he probably wouldn't even last a single move in a head-on confrontation.

But he was Li Haotian's servant, and his master's orders were the highest principle.

Even if it meant death, he would stand in front of his master to buy him a chance.

"Oh? Are you sure you want him to make the move?"

Upon hearing Valak's words, Yuantou's face remained expressionless. He simply picked up his teacup, took a sip of his original tea, and spoke with a hint of amusement.

"Although this guy also possesses a trace of the origin, he hasn't fully sublimated yet, and he's not even qualified to touch me."

Moreover, existing in this primordial void consumes primordial power every second.

Once his original essence is exhausted, he will completely lose the possibility of ascension, and won't even have the chance to be reincarnated.

"Hehe, you're absolutely right."

Li Haotian's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at the source, trying to discern a flaw from his expressionless face.

Yet the source's face remained calm and still, like unchanging ice, showing no emotion whatsoever.

Even if their thoughts are truly seen through, they will not feel the slightest tension or fear.

However, Li Haotian has already gotten what he wanted.

"But the more you talk, the more it proves that you're guilty!"

If your source truly has the ability to crush me, you would have devoured it the moment I was trapped. Why waste so much breath talking to me?

And they went to such lengths to explain our origins and the purpose of our struggle—were they afraid I wouldn't even know how I died?

"If you were truly capable of killing Varak so easily, you would have done it the moment he appeared. Why wait until now?"

"So, you're just bluffing! This space can trap me, but it also restricts you in some way, preventing you from attacking me directly, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Haotian's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he gave a stern order to Valak.

"Valak, attack! Hold nothing, kill him!"

"Yes, Master!"

With a roar, Valak flapped his bone wings and transformed into a black lightning bolt, charging towards the source.

Even Li Haotian was trying to summon space to input the essence into Valak.

In an instant, with the infusion of the source, Valak suddenly burst forth with billions of dazzling golden runes, like stars falling from the sky.

Each rune contains profound Dao principles, and is engraved with the trajectory of the birth and death of the universe and the evolution of all things.

These golden rays actually dispersed the figure at the source!

Then, amidst the golden light of the runes, blurry figures slowly emerged.

There is a phantom image of Pangu who created the world, the outline of Nuwa who created all things, and the silhouette of the Heavenly Emperor who sits in the Heavenly Court.

There were also countless phantoms of immortals, gods, demons, and mortals, densely packed and covering the entire void.

These figures seemed to be the collective will of all things since the evolution of the Great Dao. They made no sound, but all looked in the direction of Li Haotian.

The next second, all the figures surged towards Li Haotian like a tidal wave, transforming into streams of extremely pure primordial power, vying to merge into his body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Li Haotian's aura began to surge at an terrifyingly high speed!

In an instant, Li Haotian's aura began to surge wildly—breaking through from Golden Immortal to Taiyi Golden Immortal, and in the next second, he broke through the shackles of Daluo Golden Immortal.

Then it continued its ascent: Quasi-Saint, Saint, Great Dao Saint...

After an unknown amount of time, Li Haotian seemed to have broken through countless times, and his realm had long surpassed the scope of existing understanding, becoming indescribable.

Valak, who was originally rushing towards the source, was enveloped by a gentle yet irresistible force the moment those runes appeared.

His attack stopped in mid-air, unable to advance any further, while the source of the attack disappeared as the golden runes spread.

Immediately afterwards, his figure was drawn by that force, transforming into a black stream of light, and retreating back into the Heavenly Gate space.

No, it was directly integrated into Li Haotian's essence, becoming a part of his essence.

After an unknown amount of time, when the last golden light of the rune merged into Li Haotian's body, the surrounding void finally returned to calm.

After all the golden light from the runes completely disappeared, Li Hao slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

At this moment, Li Haotian's eyes showed neither sadness nor joy, revealing no emotional fluctuations. His aura was also completely concealed, making him appear like an ordinary mortal.

But where he stood was the boundless void and chaos, and every breath he took resonated with the Great Dao.

Li Haotian slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly bent, and gently grasped.

In an instant, the surrounding space began to tremble violently, as if the world had been destroyed.

In an instant, the surrounding space trembled rapidly, and powerful Daoist principles were transmitted outwards, resonating with the Great Dao. In that instant, countless worlds and universes were born and destroyed.

Li Haotian slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

In an instant, fine black threads suddenly appeared in the surrounding chaotic void.

These threads, as fine as hair, exude a chilling aura that devours everything.

They are born from nothingness, seep out from the cracks of billions of worlds, and entwine from the depths of the rules of the endless Dao Realm.

Countless, densely packed, like a giant net covering the sky and earth, converged towards Li Haotian's palm.

Before long, billions of black threads intertwined and condensed into a black light that was refined to the extreme.

The light was extremely strange and indescribable.

Sometimes it transforms into boundless darkness, swallowing all light around it.

Sometimes it reflects a myriad of colors, revealing the trajectory of the universe's birth and death; at other times it is as illusory as a bubble, ethereal and uncertain.