Guixu Opens
The black and white Life-and-Death Dao Resonance transformed into a massive, gray-white Taiji seal that blotted out the sky. Daoist patterns flowed across its surface, carrying the supreme power of birth, death, and reincarnation, before crashing down with a deafening roar!
Too fast, too heavy!
Before the Blood Butcher Mad Old Man could even use his Blood Escape Technique, the protective blood aura around him shattered like bubbles.
His proud Ninth Tier physical body emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound under the gray-white seal, and he was smashed down from a thousand feet in the sky like a fly that had been swatted!
Rumble!
The great seal, pressing down on the Blood Butcher Mad Old Man, slammed into the bottom of the ten-thousand-foot-high ice cliff of the God-Burial Abyss. The terrifying shockwave shattered the glacier within a radius of hundreds of miles into countless ice shards, and a bottomless five-finger Abyss was viciously split open at the bottom of the abyss!
A cloud of blood mist rose from the ice crevice.
Blood Butcher Mad Old Man lay paralyzed at the bottom of the pit, his bones broken and his Ninth Tier Dao Fruit in his Dantian covered with hideous cracks. He frantically spat out pieces of his internal organs, and the arrogance in his eyes had long since turned into utter despair and horror.
One slap!
With just one palm strike, a Mid-Ninth Tier monster who had dominated the heartland for hundreds of years had his Dao Foundation shattered and was reduced to a cripple!
Between heaven and earth, only the howling wind and snow and the sound of falling gravel remained.
On the warship, the usually high-ranking tycoons of the heartland held their breath, feeling a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
In the midst of this deathly silence, the Nine Nether Bone Boat of the Netherworld Heavenly Palace shook violently.
As the black mist dissipated, the Netherworld Venerable clung tightly to the ship's railing as he stood up, his gaze fixed on the slowly fading Dao Rhythm emanating from the Millstone on Chen Fan's chest. His face was ashen, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"The Life-and-Death Millstone... it's you?! The one who damaged my Divine Thought... it's you, you little beast?!"
The Netherworld Venerable stood in mid-air, his body surrounded by black Netherfire that surged like a raging waterfall. Nine stark white skulls of human emperors formed a ghostly ring behind his head, evaporating all the wind and snow above the God-Burial Abyss into nothingness.
"You little beast, you destroyed my Soul Shuttle and shattered my Divine Thought! Today you will not leave this far northern ice plain alive!"
The overwhelming Killing Intent of the Late-Ninth Tier cultivator raged out, causing the entire ten-thousand-foot-high ice layer of the God-Burial Abyss to groan in despair.
The old monsters on several warships twitched their eyelids and retreated dozens of miles. The Netherworld Heavenly Palace was the undisputed overlord of the Great Wilderness, and the Netherworld Venerable was a giant who had lived for eight hundred years. No one expected that the culprit who secretly injured this old monster was actually a ten-year-old child dressed in coarse white linen.
The Giant Spirit City Lord's Qi and Blood surged, and he was about to grit his teeth and unleash his protective mountain Dharma Form, but Chen Fan raised his hand to stop him.
Chen Fan remained calm, his right foot planted on the edge of the deep crater created by the Blood Butcher Mad Old Man, without even turning around to look at the churning black Netherfire.
He simply raised his right hand slowly, placed it on the hilt of the Broken Saber behind him, and tapped his index finger lightly on the rough cloth covering.
Thump!
The sound was muffled, yet it exploded powerfully deep within the Netherworld Venerable's Sea of Consciousness.
Deep within Chen Fan's eyes, the black and white Life-and-Death Millstone unexpectedly reversed its rotation.
An Annihilation Dao Rhythm, transcending the laws of the Great Wilderness, followed the causal bloodline left at the broken point of the Soul-Seizing Blood Shuttle, crossed the Void, and fiercely pierced the core of the Netherworld Venerable's Divine Soul.
"Puff!!"
Without any warning, the Netherworld Venerable, who was hovering in mid-air, convulsed violently, and two of the nine Human Emperor skeletons floating behind his head shattered on the spot.
His previously violent aura was like a waterfall cut in half; a mouthful of foul-smelling black blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered back seven steps, each step leaving a dark crack in the Void.
"The Karmic Killing Art... you..."
The Netherworld Venerable clutched his brow, which was throbbing with excruciating pain, his pupils contracting to their maximum size.
He stared intently at Chen Fan, his back covered in a thick layer of bone armor instantly soaked with cold sweat.
A few days ago, his Sea of Consciousness was damaged, and he thought that the other party had used some kind of ancient restriction that would lead to mutual destruction.
But only now did he realize with horror that it wasn't some forbidden secret technique at all, but rather an absolute crushing defeat at the level of the Divine Soul!
If he were to utter just half a word of ruthlessness, the black and white millstone in the other's Sea of Consciousness would completely crush his Divine Soul and Divine Sense along the causal lines, causing him to follow in the footsteps of the Blood Butcher Mad Old Man!
"Old man, you talk too much nonsense."
Chen Fan turned around, his indifferent gaze lingering for a moment on the Netherworld Venerable's pale face.
"If you want revenge for that watchdog, draw your Netherworld Sword and take three steps forward."
A deathly silence fell over the world.
The powerful figures aboard dozens of warships held their breath, staring in horror at the utterly absurd scene before them.
The master of the Netherworld Heavenly Palace, who had dominated the heart of the Great Wilderness for hundreds of years, was scolded to his face by a ten-year-old boy. He froze in Void, his right hand trembling slightly on the hilt of his Sword Hilt, and dared not take that fatal step.
The Netherworld Venerable's chest heaved violently, and the resentment and greed in his eyes finally transformed into a deep-seated fear and dread.
He forced down a mouthful of blood, snorted coldly, and with a flick of his sleeve, transformed into a streak of gray-black Stream of Light, retreating with extreme frustration to the deepest cabin of the Nine Nether Bone Boat. The great array roared and closed, and then fell silent.
A powerful figure in the Late-Ninth Tier rank was forced to back down in public by a single glance and a single sentence!
Gurgle.
The Giant Spirit City Lord swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his spine.
He subconsciously straightened his spine, looked around at the warships and Divine Thought that had previously looked down on him, his eyes filled with a triumphant arrogance.
Within a radius of tens of thousands of feet in the Void, no Divine Thought dared to scan within three feet of Chen Fan. All the old monsters abandoned their condescending attitudes, their eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty, listing Chen Fan as the number one taboo that must never be provoked.
Rumble!
At that very moment, the leaden clouds in the far northern Firmament completely turned into a thick, blood-red mass.
A crimson Blood Moon, tens of thousands of feet in diameter, rose slowly from the horizon of the far north icy sea. The bloodthirsty aura poured in like a celestial river flowing backward, and the entire Great Wilderness resounded with a deafening roar. In the deep black void below the God-Burial Abyss, billions of fierce souls and vengeful ghosts screamed wildly under the illumination of the blood-red light.
The laws of heaven and earth trembled violently, and the patina on the surface of the Ancient Bronze Gate, which stood ten thousand feet tall, crumbled away piece by piece, revealing the intricate and mysterious patterns of gods and demons beneath.
Creak!
The ear-piercing metallic scraping sound tore through the wind and snow, and under the Blood Moon, the ancient Giant Gate, tens of thousands of feet tall, suddenly cracked open, revealing a gap hundreds of feet wide.
Boom!
The moment the door opened, an ancient and pure vitality, even surpassing this broken world, transformed into a violent storm and roared out.
The secret realm has opened!
"Fragment of the map! Quickly offer sacrifices to the fragment of the map to Guiding Divine Light!"
On the warship, the old monsters whose lifespans had already dried up instantly went berserk.
Ignoring the intimidation Chen Fan brought, they all took out fragments of ancient maps that they had painstakingly collected over hundreds of years from their bosoms, bit their tongues, and spat their blood essence onto them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streaks of Stream of Light shot into the sky, and animal skin scrolls, bronze pieces, and bone talismans intertwined in mid-air, connecting end to end. More than thirty fragmented images were pieced together in the sky to form a magnificent but incomplete Star Map.