Human Bomb

A streak of extremely overbearing dark gold fire erupted violently from Xue Jianming's seven orifices without any warning!

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

A miserable shriek that did not sound human at all instantly tore through the roar of the upside-down sword waterfall.

The terrifyingly high temperature of the Great Sun True Fire, carrying true soul damage, followed the devouring secret technique he was so proud of.

It instantly flowed upstream, ruthlessly burning through his internal organs and meridians from the inside out!

The indestructible Blood-Devouring Sword Formation collapsed like a deflating balloon the moment its formation core was incinerated.

The sky full of scarlet sword qi scattered and collapsed, forcefully tearing open a sword qi vacuum of ten zhang in radius within this chaotic void.

In the exact same breath the formation shattered.

A flash of extremely cold light passed through Gu Yang's profound black eyes.

The translucent five-colored chaotic lotus platform beneath his feet suddenly erupted with blinding light.

He was like a weightless gray lightning bolt, instantly cutting into that brief sword qi vacuum.

Xue Jianming's entire body burned with dark gold flowing flames, rolling and convulsing in agony in the void.

"Save... save me... I am from the Supreme..."

Gu Yang's footsteps did not pause in the slightest.

He did not even look down at this dying man, passing by Xue Jianming like a ghost.

Forming a knife with two fingers of one hand, he casually swiped backward.

"Pfft."

A fine head burning with dark gold flames shot into the sky, carrying an expression of extreme terror.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror. Before even a single drop of blood could spray out, it was completely vaporized by the high temperature.

The Great Sun True Fire overbearingly erased all traces of aura.

Even the life tablet tracking restriction planted deep within Xue Jianming's soul by the Supreme Sword Sect was burned into absolute nothingness.

Not leaving a single trace of karma.

Gu Yang's finger hooked smoothly along the way.

A storage ring emitting an ancient luster fell into his palm, which was covered in rough, thin calluses.

At the same time.

That headless, broken body was rapidly expanding under the burning of the Great Sun True Fire.

Gu Yang raised his cheap gray cloth boot and coldly kicked the remnants of the body that was about to explode.

"Boom!!!"

A muffled explosion of flesh and blood boomed below.

The violent recoil shockwave acted like a pair of invisible hands.

Relying on this violent thrust, Gu Yang's figure rose again in the upside-down void in an incredibly unbelievable manner.

He reached back with a backhand grab.

He precisely wrapped his arm around the slender waist of Su Lingyan, who was in a state of weightlessness and caught in extreme shock and bewilderment.

With his other hand, he roughly grabbed the collar of Lan Caidie below.

He firmly confined the two soft, delicate bodies, which exuded completely different faint fragrances, by his side.

Su Lingyan was held tightly by Gu Yang's powerful arm.

The rough hemp cloth heavily rubbed against the bloodstains on her cold white skin, bringing a suffocating shiver.

Her light glass-colored eyes stared fixedly at Gu Yang's cold side profile, which was close at hand and devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Her mind was filled with his overbearing figure from just now, treating all things like worthless grass, turning a desperate situation into a slaughterhouse with a flip of his hand.

He did not abandon her.

He just... treated her as an extremely handy killing weapon that could be controlled at any time.

Her fragile neck went limp uncontrollably.

Gu Yang's abyss-like black eyes looked straight ahead, completely ignoring the fully fallen psychological defenses of the female cultivator in his arms.

Stepping on the aftermath of Xue Jianming's explosion, he took advantage of the fact that the sword qi vacuum had not yet closed.

Like a gray sharp blade tearing through the long night, he charged violently toward the void rift at the very top of the upside-down sword waterfall.

...

The violent counter-current astral winds emitted a miserable howl like ten thousand crying ghosts near the very top of the void rift.

Gu Yang stepped on the edge of the last huge upside-down floating island and stopped.

In the extremely blinding silver water mist, a fist-sized stone with a profound and dark color quietly hovered right in the center of the void rift.

The Boundless Void Nether Stone.

The space around it twisted violently like boiling water, and even light would be ruthlessly devoured when it got close.

And on the rubble dozens of zhang below the Void Nether Stone.

Two groups of true disciples wearing the robes of the Supreme Sword Sect were at daggers drawn.

The leader was exactly the peerlessly beautiful female cultivator who had shattered the floating island with a single sword strike earlier, triggering a tsunami of sword qi.

Her hair was messy at the moment, and the transparent flying sword exuding terrifying pressure was dripping dazzling blood.

"Junior Brother Zhao, I found this Boundless Void Nether Stone first. You dare snatch it from me?"

The peerlessly beautiful female cultivator's voice was extremely cold and stern, and a Taiji sword diagram revolved madly behind her.

Opposite her, a male cultivator with a gloomy face sneered repeatedly.

"Opportunities in the secret realm belong to the capable. If Senior Sister were at her peak, I would naturally retreat. But that sword strike just now consumed seventy percent of your spiritual energy, right?"

Before his voice died away, the three lackeys behind him scattered with extreme tacit understanding, forming a triangular killing sword formation that firmly trapped the female cultivator in the center.

Gu Yang stood in the shadows hundreds of zhang away, his profound black eyes like a dry well.

The seventh-tier Dao platform, Exquisite Illusion-Breaking, circulated silently in his sea of consciousness.

His gaze casually penetrated layers of silver water mist and landed on the back of an extremely hidden upside-down reef below the female cultivator.

There, a blurry black shadow looking like rotten meat was lying prone.

Mo Bufan.

This hidden inheritor of the Blood River Sect was simply in a miserable state to the extreme at this moment.

His washed-out green clothes were already glued to his flesh and blood. His left arm was severed at the root, with ghastly white bone stubs exposed to the air.

His entire body was covered in rolled-up flesh and blood sliced by sword qi, and the strong smell of blood was firmly suppressed by him using some secret technique.

But in his bloodshot eyes, an extremely crazy and greedy dark light flickered.

"Old Ghost, are you sure this route can even bypass the barrier of the Supreme Sword Sect?" Mo Bufan roared extremely weakly in his sea of consciousness.

The Blood River Demon Venerable's old, sinister voice carried a trace of arrogance: "Jie jie jie... What do these juniors know about void formation patterns?"

"As long as those idiots above make a move, you will have three breaths of time to seize the Void Nether Stone!"

Above.

The gloomy male cultivator waved his hand with extreme impatience. The three lackeys instantly activated the sword formation, and the sky full of sword light ruthlessly strangled toward the peerlessly beautiful female cultivator like a prison.

"You dare!" The female cultivator's eyes widened in fury as she was forced to raise her sword to block.

The gloomy male cultivator laughed wildly. Stomping on the void, his whole person lunged crazily toward the hovering Boundless Void Nether Stone like a greedy, starving wolf.

Now is the time.

A flash of extremely cold light passed through the depths of Gu Yang's eyes.

He did not draw his sword. He just casually raised his right hand and, under the cover of his coarse gray sleeve, flicked his finger.

A spark of dark gold fire, so faint that it could not be caught by the naked eye, acted like a phantom tearing through the void.