Beyond Divination
"Law... Law Domain?!"
The eyeballs beneath the Gu You mask seemed about to burst from their sockets, and a desperate, dying roar escaped its throat.
"You... you're Ninth Tier?! Impossible! There's no way someone so young could exist in the Great Wilderness Northern Border..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
With a slight flick of his wrist, Chen Fan casually swung the crude, Broken Saber upwards.
There was no vast blade of light, nor any earth-shattering roar.
Only a single, deathly gray-red Blade Aura of energy, like the sole beam of light piercing the night sky, defied the barriers of Void and distance, nimbly grazing across Gu You's neck.
The instant the Blade Aura swept past, the killing intent of the Yin-Yang Millstone was fully unleashed.
Click!
The pale bone armor that Gu You was so proud of, which was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of top-tier Spirit Treasures, was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the Blade Aura and shattered instantly.
Puff!
A large, healthy head covered in bone armor shot into the sky, and crimson blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed neck.
Gu You's bloodshot eyes could even see his own headless, mangled body stiffly falling to the ground in mid-air.
"Your Excellency... Your Excellency, please save me..."
His remaining Divine Soul let out a final, mournful cry, attempting to escape from the Sea of Consciousness.
However, the black and white Dao Fire spread upwards like maggots clinging to bones, instantly grinding his physical body, meridians, and the Dao Fruit and Primordial Spirit hidden within them into the smallest dust particles!
One cut.
The top assassin from the heart of the Great Wilderness, the Eighth-Order Late Stage Gu You Commander, was annihilated, body and soul!
Throughout the entire process, Chen Fan did not move an inch.
Clatter
The Soul-Seizing Blood Shuttle, out of control, plummeted helplessly from mid-air.
Chen Fan casually raised his right hand, deftly holding the blood shuttle between his two fingers.
Buzz!
Upon obtaining the Blood Shuttle, a violent, ferocious, and chilling will instantly erupted from within it.
That was a Netherworld Venerable's natal Divine Thought left deep within the treasure, which now transformed into a hideous ghost face, biting hard at Chen Fan's palm.
"Who dares to kill my commander?!"
The Ninth-Tier Venerable's Divine Soul roared like thunder from the heavens, attempting to shatter Chen Fan's Sea of Consciousness.
Chen Fan's expression remained indifferent, a mocking sneer playing at the corners of his lips:
"Old dog, you're barking pretty loudly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his fingertips, and the Life-and-Death Millstone deep in his Dantian suddenly reversed!
The supreme will of the Martial God, which transcends Myriad Heavens and Worlds, poured into the depths of the Blood Shuttle through his fingertips!
Click!
That hideous ghost face, formed from Ninth Tier Divine Thought, didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was crushed into dust by the supreme truth of the Life-and-Death Millstone!
Not only that, but Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light. His enormous Divine Thought, following the still unbroken causal line between the Void shuttle and his body, transformed into an invisible dagger of god-slaying, and fiercely blasted back towards the Great Wilderness Firmament tens of thousands of miles away!
Ten thousand miles away, in the Netherworld Heavenly Palace.
On the White Bone Throne, the Netherworld Venerable, with his eyes tightly closed, suddenly let out a muffled groan of extreme anguish!
"Puff!"
A mouthful of scalding Lifeblood Essence gushed out from his mouth, causing the entire Ten Thousand Bones Hall to tremble violently, and tens of thousands of Netherfires hanging from the dome were extinguished at that moment!
The emaciated old man clutched his head, which was throbbing with excruciating pain. The two pale green will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets flickered violently, almost shattering!
"Who... who is it?!"
The Netherworld Venerable trembled all over, his withered face filled with horror and rage.
The Divine Thought left in the treasure was not only instantly destroyed, but also severely damaged his Sea of Consciousness through cause and effect!
That barren land in the Northern Border...
When did such a terrifying and unparalleled ferocious beast come to dwell here?!
The Netherworld Venerable knelt on one knee before the pale white stone steps, his throat heaving violently as he swallowed another mouthful of reversed blood essence.
His face, as withered as tree bark, revealed a rare look of panic.
"What a powerful and profound truth about cause and effect..."
His withered fingers dug tightly into the armrests of the White Bone Throne, the knuckles making a harsh grinding sound.
It was bad enough that the Ninth Tier Divine Thought left in the Soul-Seizing Blood Shuttle was instantly killed, but the other party was actually able to follow the mysterious energy and cause and effect, across tens of thousands of miles of distant heaven and earth, and ruthlessly pierce into his Sea of Consciousness!
If it weren't for a Ninth-Tier Soul-Protecting Treasure he had been nurturing deep within his Divine Soul for many years, blocking most of its power, his Golden Core Dao Fruit would probably have been cracked by now.
When did such a monster, skilled in cause and effect and capable of killing, emerge from that desolate, barbaric land of the Northern Border?
The Netherworld Venerable took a deep breath, his withered fingers tapping several times in the Void, activating the sect's secret technique Heavenly Demon Bone-Illuminating Divination, to forcibly deduce the fate of the Northern Border.
However, just as the compass seal condensed in the Void, all that could be seen was a hazy, gray chaos. It wasn't a barrier of the Heavenly Dao, but a slowly rotating Black-and-White Millstone phantom that devoured all his Divine Thought that had been probing past!
"Puff!"
Another trickle of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Unfathomable... Fate is ethereal, Transcendence heaven and earth?!"
A hint of retreat flashed in the eyes of the Netherworld Venerable.
But in an instant, that desire to retreat was replaced by an even more ferocious greed.
The Guixu Secret Realm is about to open, and the Blood Moon Tide only occurs once every ten thousand years.
The Thirty-Six Fragmentary Maps are the only key to unlocking the gate to immortality; the Black Tortoise Fragmentary Map must never be lost!
"How dare you harm my Divine Soul... I don't care which reincarnated demon you are, do you really think no one in the Great Wilderness can subdue you?"
The Netherworld Venerable sneered, his figure gradually dissipating into a cloud of black mist before the White Bone Throne.
He lived for nearly a thousand years, and the one thing he understood best was this.
The old codger who's still alive today never fights alone.
With the Blood Moon approaching, those old monsters in the heartland, driven to the brink of madness by their impending doom, would certainly not mind joining forces to eliminate a madman from the Northern Border.
Xuanming City, deep within the ruins of the Extreme Yin Earth Veins.
Chen Fan stood in the center of the collapsed stone chamber, looking down at the blood-stained shuttle covered in cracks in his palm.
He had completely erased the spirituality of the Ninth Tier magic weapon, leaving only an extremely pure Pure Yang bone aura and a fragment of death energy circulating inside.
He slightly bent his five fingers, and a black and white vortex the size of a thumb quietly appeared deep in his palm.
Click!
The crisp sound of shattering iron echoed in the dark underground.
The entire Soul-Seizing Blood Shuttle, renowned Great Wilderness, along with the remaining malevolent energy of the Gu You Origin Source, was ground into the smallest dust of law by the Life-and-Death Millstone, and poured into Chen Fan Dantian's Miniature Divine Kingdom in his dantian along his meridians.
The barrier of the Divine Kingdom expanded slightly under the nourishment of this Origin Source, and a faint, profound light appeared deep within the once barren nebula.
Tap tap tap.
A series of hurried footsteps echoed from above the deep pit.
The short, stout priest Wang Dafu scrambled down the rubble, his silk robe tattered and torn, clutching an account book and a Black Iron Token tightly in his hands.
"Young Master! Young Master, are you alright?!"
As soon as Wang Dafu landed, he saw a puddle of grayish-white powder scattered on the ground, and Chen Fan calmly brushing the dust off his clothes. The oppressive feeling of the Eighth-Order Peak that had made his soul tremble had completely disappeared.
Wang Dafu's eyelids twitched violently, and his throat went dry.
The commotion he just witnessed made him think the entire city was about to collapse.
How could the thugs who broke into the earth's veins have vanished without a trace in such a short time?