It turned out that when Mo Qi used his magic treasure to attack him, he had added poison to the treasure, intending to inflict further injury.
However, at present, this did not seem to be causing him to suffer more injuries, only to delay him.
While expelling the poison, the Boundless Ancestor roared, "Little insects, I'll let you be arrogant for a while longer. Once I recover, I will make you wish you were never born, wish you were dead, and finally die by a thousand cuts. To think that I, the Boundless Ancestor, who has experienced countless eons of tribulation, have ever suffered such humiliation? You were all created by me, yet you attempt to defy the heavens. You will all die!"
Mo Qi frowned in deep thought, contemplating how to kill him.
At this moment, the Boundless Ancestor's body began to change.
With several booming explosions, large holes ripped open in the Boundless Ancestor's body, and several phantoms emerged from within before re-entering the breaches. A chilling voice echoed, "Boundless Ancestor, you are too cruel. We were loyal to you, guarding your pond and offering you endless spiritual energy, yet you even devoured us. Today, we will perish with you."
It was Hei Jun, Zi Jun, Lu Jun, and the others. Under normal circumstances, the Boundless Ancestor would have long since refined them. But initially, he was too busy dealing with Mo Qi to have time, and then he was busy expelling the poison and still had no time.
Furthermore, with the poisoning, his body had developed weaknesses. Hei Jun and the other soul bodies, not having completely succumbed, seized the opportunity to strike back.
The Boundless Ancestor's body was riddled with holes, yet he still rolled on the ground tenaciously, roaring at the sky.
The entire ground shook, and stones fell from the sky as if the firmament itself was cracking.
"If I die, no one will live," the Boundless Ancestor bellowed like thunder, unleashing a palm strike towards the void. With a deafening roar, the mountain peak where Lu Jun resided, along with the pond, instantly turned to dust.
Everyone was terrified by his madness and scattered to avoid him.
Only Mo Qi, however, lunged towards the Boundless Ancestor.
He had to stop this madness, or he would truly destroy all worlds.
The Boundless Ancestor wailed as he stumbled away. After a few steps, he unleashed another palm strike, obliterating another world.
Mo Qi brought his palms together and cleaved downwards from the air, sending a beam of energy descending from the heavens.
The Boundless Ancestor, though seemingly chaotic, moved with a strange method, twisting his body to evade the attack.
He then took several steps in the air, each stride spanning tens of thousands of miles!
Following this, he unleashed three more palm strikes, destroying three more ponds!
He then circled back. With only the last pond remaining, if he destroyed it, Mo Qi knew all the human worlds he was aware of would be annihilated.
Mo Qi, in a panic, began to call for help, "Xiao Feng, Zhu Yan, Great Emperor, Turtle Immortal, come quickly!"
Previously, he had forbidden them from helping!
The Saintess, the Great Emperor, and the Turtle Immortal arrived in response, asking Mo Qi, "How can we help?"
"Attack him!" Mo Qi replied simply.
This was the only method he could think of at the moment.
Thus, everyone unleashed their divine abilities, continuously attacking the Boundless Ancestor.
By now, the Boundless Ancestor's body was already riddled with holes, with only the last pond remaining. Seemingly unconcerned about adding another wound, he did not dodge. Instead, he struck out with a palm towards the pond.
With this palm strike, everyone would be annihilated.
It was over, it was over. The Turtle Immortal, the Great Emperor, and the others closed their eyes in fear.
Mo Qi suddenly twisted his body, positioning himself in front of the Boundless Ancestor. He unleashed both palms, forcefully intercepting his strike. With a thunderous roar, it was as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.
Both figures were sent flying back.
Mo Qi fared better, circling around before returning, but the Boundless Ancestor was already severely injured, his body on the verge of exploding.
He was essentially held together by a few sinews, and a gust of wind would cause his scattered body parts to clatter against each other, compressing into a ball of flesh. Several dark energies were also continuously consuming him.
Yet, the more dire his situation became, the more frenzied he grew.
He let out another roar and unleashed another palm strike towards the pond.
This palm strike was made with all his might, determined to succeed.
But how could Mo Qi allow him to have his way?
He suddenly soared into the air, once again blocking him. The Creation Divine Leaf floated out, meeting the attack.
Another earth-shattering roar echoed. The Creation Divine Leaf was repelled and struck Mo Qi instead.
Meanwhile, the Boundless Ancestor's body shattered into pieces, scattering in all directions.
Mo Qi, floating gently in mid-air, began to descend into the bottomless abyss. The Saintess, Zi Luo, and Chang Yu Ning flew over from different directions, each reaching out to catch him.
Then, exchanging glances, they each let go!
Mo Qi crashed heavily onto the ground!
It was like a murder of a husband!
Ignoring the pain, Mo Qi stood up and looked towards a hand in the distance – it was the Boundless Ancestor's hand.
It was still moving.
Moving strangely.
As if it were performing a wiping motion.
The dark world within the pond had vanished!
Mo Qi was greatly alarmed. This Boundless Ancestor was truly evil to the extreme; even in death, he was still destroying!
This was followed by profound grief. The dark world, his family was all there!
Mo Qi flew into a rage, hefting the Sky-Opening Axe. With a few swift strikes, he chopped the hand into pieces. He pointed his finger, and with a boom, the pile of shredded flesh ignited, burning into ashes.
Even so, this did not alleviate Mo Qi's sorrow and resentment. He searched everywhere for other parts of the Boundless Ancestor's body.
At this moment, booming explosions sounded. The Boundless Ancestor's dismembered body self-detonated, flesh and blood splattering in all directions, forming a barrage of arrows that shot out everywhere. Caught off guard, people were struck.
The Great Emperor, Qi Ao Lai, Zhan Zhan, Ri Liang, Yue Liang, Ji Zhuo, Zi Luo, and Long Ji were all hit by the blood arrows and died on the spot.
The Saintess, the Turtle Immortal, Ling Feng, Prince Bei, Xue Nu, Linghu Xiao Xian, Murong Yan Ran, and Chang Yu Ning were also hit, but they were only injured, not killed.
Mo Qi had no time for grief. Suppressing his tears, he went to check on everyone's injuries. For anyone with even a breath of life, he bestowed a healing pill, reviving them.
For those who had died, he had no time to search for their souls to resurrect them.
Or rather, he no longer knew what to do.
Looking back, many star worlds in the pond had collapsed!
Although he had blocked the Boundless Ancestor's final blow, the residual impact was still present.
At this time, the Earth Star World was also shaking precariously, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
Any star could be destroyed, but the Earth Star World could not!
Mo Qi waved his hand, and the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle whistled out, falling into the pond, then into the Earth Star World, and into the Primordial East Sea. It then grew infinitely, instantly reaching from earth to sky. It propped up the heavens and earth, and the shaking stopped. The heavens and earth continued to revolve around the Sun Star.
The crisis was averted!
However, the pain in Mo Qi's heart had erupted to its absolute limit!
His vision went black, and he fainted.
When he woke up again, most people had already left. Only the Saintess, Xue Nu, Linghu Xiao Xian, Chang Yu Ning, and Murong Yan Ran remained in the area, each looking at him with concern. Seeing him awake, each of them was overjoyed.
Mo Qi was still overcome with grief, lying on the ground, unwilling to get up.
His family, built over hundreds of years, had been destroyed in a single night.
At that time, not only were all his wives and children in the dark world, but Xiao Cui and Ye Qing Qing were also there.
Since the light world had been destroyed and there was no place to stand, they had all gone to the dark world.
And Long Ji and Zi Luo, who had been by his side at the time, had also died. In fact, he could have tried to retrieve their souls and resurrect them, but the situation had been too chaotic, and he had been too grief-stricken, so he had missed the opportunity.
Thinking of this, he was filled with regret.
He felt that he now possessed nothing, like a walking corpse.
The Saintess and the others did not know how to comfort him, as he had lost his family.
Everyone stood there, stunned.
Chang Yu Ning felt awkward and wanted to leave, but Murong Yan Ran held her back, "Can you not leave him at a time like this?"
Mo Qi said faintly, "Let her leave. I have no connection with her."
Chang Yu Ning's heart trembled. Tears welled up in her eyes. She glared fiercely at Mo Qi before turning and leaving resolutely.
"Husband..." Murong Yan Ran exclaimed, stamping her foot.
"I am not your husband. I am a solitary star of misfortune," Mo Qi said.
Murong Yan Ran was stunned for a moment.
"Do you want to live alone until you die?" the Saintess said angrily. "I have never seen a solitary star of misfortune save everyone in the world."
"Actually, it's not that pessimistic. Your family is not dead yet." A figure suddenly appeared in the area, and a single sentence startled everyone.