The upside-down silver water flow tore frantically at their sides, emitting a deafening roar.
Gu Yang stepped on the void rubble, like a weightless gray shadow, landing with extreme precision on the edge of a massive floating boulder.
This was the necessary path to the breeding ground of the Boundless Void Nether Stones, and the only absolutely safe foothold in this chaotic gravity field.
However, the air was filled with a thick, unyielding smell of dried blood.
Several dried corpses of rogue cultivators, completely drained of their spiritual energy and vitality, were like ruined shadow puppets.
They were firmly pierced through the collarbones by several thick scarlet blood chains, swaying bizarrely upwards in an inverted manner.
"Clap, clap, clap."
A very slow, condescending round of applause came from the depths of the boulder.
In the liquid sword qi rolling backwards all over the sky, a massive array woven by countless scarlet flying swords, like a blooming man-eating flower, roared into operation.
The true inheritor of the Supreme Sword Sect, Xue Jianming.
He wore a luxurious dharma robe embroidered with the Taiji diagram, looking down from above at the three people who had just found their footing.
In those narrow eyes, a highly cruel and greedy gloomy light flickered.
"I wondered what kind of crossing-river dragon could stroll so leisurely in such a desperate situation."
Xue Jianming's gaze brazenly bypassed Gu Yang, firmly staring at the ragged, blood-stained, cold figure behind him.
"So you're riding the coattails of the Heavenly River Sword Sect's Great Saintess Su."
He licked his chapped lips.
Su Lingyan's riddled, delicate body trembled violently.
"Blood Devouring Sword Array, seal!"
Xue Jianming suddenly crushed a talisman, and the chaotic sword qi around the boulder instantly ran wild, turning into an airtight scarlet sword net, completely sealing off all routes of retreat.
"Boy, I don't care who you are."
Xue Jianming picked up a scarlet sword gleam with his fingertips, like a judge ruling over life and death. "Leave those two top-quality cauldrons behind, and this young master will show great mercy and leave you an intact corpse."
Facing this deadly trap capable of strangling a Foundation Establishment peak cultivator.
A highly tyrannical and fierce light instantly burst from the depths of Lan Caidie's eyes.
Her slender, soft waist suddenly arched, and the muscles of her long legs tensed.
The remaining cold Gu poison in her body boiled madly, about to forcibly activate her natal Gu.
"Clang."
A large hand with rough calluses, like iron pincers, pressed extremely steadily onto her exposed, rounded shoulder.
No spiritual energy was used.
But that blazing aura of absolute suppression, like an ancient fierce beast, instantly suppressed the violent Gu poison in Lan Caidie's body.
Lan Caidie's whole body went soft, and that desperate ruthlessness vanished instantly.
She submissively raised that alluring face, her breathing becoming extremely cautious.
Gu Yang stood with his hands behind his back.
His deep black eyes were like a dry well, quietly watching the wildly exposed Xue Jianming and that murderous Blood Devouring Sword Array.
He didn't draw his sword, nor did he activate the Great Sun True Fire.
He didn't even utter a single superfluous word, merely turning sideways in an extremely casual manner.
That large hand that had just comforted Lan Caidie drew a cold, hard arc in midair with extreme smoothness.
It grabbed Su Lingyan's cold, white, fragile back of the neck, proud as a swan.
"Ugh!"
Su Lingyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a highly suppressed cry of pain escaped her throat.
Gu Yang's fingers showed no tender affection for a woman.
The rough pads of his fingers firmly gripped her meridians, like grasping a chick that could be crushed to death at any moment, even leaving several glaring red marks.
In the extremely weak instant when no one had time to react.
The muscles in Gu Yang's arm suddenly bulged, like discarding a worthless, broken meat shield.
He extremely brutally threw Su Lingyan, whose spiritual energy was completely stalled.
Fiercely hurling her toward the core of Xue Jianming's frantically operating Blood Devouring Sword Array!
The strong wind howled shrilly past her ears.
The intense feeling of weightlessness, mixed with the terrifying pressure of the Blood Devouring Sword Array that could slice a person to pieces, instantly overwhelmed all of Su Lingyan's senses.
That tattered Plain Snow Flowing Immortal Skirt fluttered wildly in the astral wind.
The wound at the base of her thigh was torn by the sword qi, and scalding blood fell like broken beads into the inverted void.
Su Lingyan opened her pale glazed eyes in extreme despair.
Watching that man dressed in gray, cold as a demon god, getting further and further away from her.
In the face of the absolute interests of life and death, this body of hers, coveted by thousands, was ultimately just a burden that could be used at any time to test the waters and block disasters.
But what was extremely absurd.
In this deadly trap capable of tearing her to pieces, Su Lingyan's riddled heart didn't breed the slightest resentment toward Gu Yang.
Instead, a trace of almost liberating, desolate relief welled up.
Dying by the hands of that extremely cold man, being personally offered up as a sacrifice by him.
It was always better than falling into the hands of that disgusting hypocrite opposite her and suffering all kinds of humiliation.
She closed her eyes extremely slowly, extremely weakly.
Her long eyelashes trembled violently in the bloody strong wind, and the tip of her nose, oozing cold sweat, revealed a heartbreaking fragility.
"Hahaha! A wise man submits to circumstances! You know the rules, boy!"
Xue Jianming looked at Su Lingyan flying into the array like a kite with a broken string, the fanaticism in his eyes completely overwhelming the last trace of reason.
This was the Heavenly River Saintess renowned in the Eastern Region! Such top-quality primordial yin was enough to let him directly step into the half-step Golden Core stage!
He didn't hesitate to form hand seals, extremely arrogantly withdrawing the sturdiest defensive barrier directly in front of the sword array.
The vigorous spiritual energy turned into several scarlet tentacles, impatiently and firmly wrapping toward that fragrant, soft, delicate body.
Just at the instant those scarlet tentacles greedily touched Su Lingyan's cold skin!
"Buzz—!!!"
A highly suppressed, ancient, and extremely tyrannical Supreme Nine Yin Qi unexpectedly detonated from within Su Lingyan's body!
The phantom of a snow-white fox tail suddenly bloomed at her extremely fragile lower back.
Xue Jianming was overjoyed, suspecting nothing at all, and immediately activated his devouring secret technique, frantically inhaling that highly pure extreme yin qi into his body.
The moment it was inhaled into his meridians, Xue Jianming's wildly laughing face froze in a highly bizarre manner.
There was no ecstatic yin-yang union.
There was no spiritual energy empowerment that caused his cultivation base to soar.
Within that Supreme Nine Yin Qi that seemed extremely cold, there was highly secretly wrapped a trace.
Compressed to the extreme, deep as a black hole, dark gold flowing flame!
That was the Great Sun True Fire that Gu Yang, at the instant he grabbed the back of Su Lingyan's neck, using her unhindered fox bone meridians as a "carrier."
Extremely viciously, extremely precisely, sent into the core of Xue Jianming's defenseless array!
This "living sword scabbard" carefully nurtured by the Heavenly River Sword Sect had become a perfectly disguised deadly poisoned bait in Gu Yang's hands!
"Sizzle—Boom!!!"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
