Ancestors were mere insects before the trio’s attacks. Ordinary emperors and desolate gods could be killed as well. A few exceptions included Golden Flower and Witch King Emperor.

None in the crowd believed Li Qiye could survive because he would otherwise be as strong as an apex emperor.

Witch King and Golden Flower had a serious expression. They pondered whether they would be able to counterattack and kill the trio under the same circumstances. The answer was no.

The mortal stood there without any dao power. His physical strength was not a factor. However, they watched him raise his hand and somehow, the lightning water in the abyssal well surged upward.

It had accumulated for eras there, empowered by the tribulation affinity. Lightning bolts took on a water form until the well grew to the size of an abyss.

The temple lord of Armament relied on this affinity for crafting, culminating in his prime work - Heavenly Wrath.

The lightning water opened a sky vault in the air, summoning a supreme azure.

“Boom!” It turned into a faint figure unleashing a palm strike.

“The power of the heaven!” Everyone screamed in horror including the apex emperors.

Resistance was futile against the heaven. The anima tree, draconic aura, and the devil’s might appeared insignificant and crumbled instantly.

They were helpless ants beneath a foot, and this foot belonged to Li Qiye.

“One move, just one move.” An expert said in astonishment.

None could have blocked that palm strike; the outcome would have been the same for them.

“Pluff!” Ouyang Dragon God and Dragon Pond Emperor had no chance to scream before being crushed to nothingness. Their anima tree and dao fruits weren’t tough enough for this scenario.

None thought Li Qiye was insane any longer since he carried out his promise - killing them with a single move.

“Pop!” As for Devil Emissary, the pressure turned him into a wisp of smoke instead of bloody mists like the other two.

“Ah!” He let out a scream and the evil intent in everyone’s heart escaped their body.

On the verge of death, he summoned these evil sparks and reformed his body, successfully escaping death.

“Buzz.” Alas, he was in a weakened state.

“Interesting.” Li Qiye said while staring at the reconstructed Devil Emissary.

His method of clinging to life took everyone by surprise. Nevertheless, they focused on Li Qiye’s feat just now - defeating three top cultivators.

“How did he do it?” Someone asked because Li Qiye didn’t muster any strength or power at all, not even a strand of the dao. His only move was raising his hand - something an infant could do.

But how did that summon all the lightning water in the well and transform them into the heaven’s hand?

In their world, just surviving a tribulation was impressive enough, let alone control them. How could such a man exist?

“There’s only one possibility, he’s the heaven’s son.” An emperor murmured in a daze.