They watched as Li Mo vanished, realizing their schemes had all been for naught, ending in death and the Dao disappearing.
No one harbored any resentment.
All cultivators understood the terror of the Three Taoist Ancestors, yet they were powerless before the Master of Time. If the latter had no reservations, the Immortal Realm would have long become a wasteland.
Roar!!!
The Master of Time howled to the sky, growing impatient.
Murderous intent flashed in His eyes as He fixed His gaze on the tattered Three Taoist Ancestors before Him.
Only scattered bubbles remained of the Yuanshi Tianzun; the severed body of the Lingbao Tianzun struggled to regenerate arm after arm; the Daode Tianzun had turned into a mass of rotten flesh.
"*****"
The Master of Time flicked His tail, time around Him halted, and the Time Dao suppressed the Three Taoist Ancestors, His tongue piercing straight through Daode Tianzun.
