Siege

The Void collapsed one after another.

The dark Immortal Light, like a giant pillar piercing through heaven and earth, tore the deathly silence deep within the Guixu to shreds.

A sharp whistling sound surged in from all directions.

Dozens of Escape Light of Dao Blood, pale, and eerie green light tore through the thick gray fog and crashed onto the scorched plaza in front of the Bronze Divine Hall.

A blast of air rolled in, and dust billowed everywhere.

More than ten ancient yet powerful figures emerged from the spiritual light, each with Qi and Blood as heavy as a mountain, causing the surrounding Void to distort violently under their stomping.

However, these giants who usually dominate their regions showed no trace of detachment on their faces, only intense anxiety and madness.

"A predestined connection to Immortal Opportunity! This is the true opportunity to become an immortal!"

"The place where the Ancient Immortals passed away... the shackles of lifespan can finally be broken!"

Several hoarse, low roars rang out.

But the euphoria didn't last long.

A faint cracking sound suddenly came from the body of an old man in white robes.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they all turned to look.

The Guiding Golden Light enveloped the old man was now as thin as a cicada's wing. The gray Death Fiend Qi that roamed around him were like leeches attracted by blood, frantically trying to burrow into him and corroding his protective True Essence with a hissing sound.

"Damn it! My Remnant Map Divine Light can only last for another half an hour at most!"

The old man turned pale and hurriedly swallowed a Blood Pills.

Not just him.

All the old monsters present had their divine light dimmed and become mottled and broken.

The Death Fiend Qi of the Guixu are omnipresent; every moment they linger in the outside world is a sacrifice of their own lives.

Just then, the Red-Haired Ancestor standing at the very front suddenly narrowed his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the thick gray fog, fixing fixedly on the two figures below the temple steps.

More accurately, it was nailed to the ten-year-old boy in black who stood with his hands behind his back.

"That is..."

Gasps of astonishment filled the air.

Chen Fan stood before the mottled ancient temple gate, two vast golden rays of light shot up from his body, transforming into a solid and heavy Yin-Yang Golden Armor, Stream of Light, without even a trace of being corroded by the Death Fiend Qi!

Pure, rich, and flawless.

Compared to the old monsters around him who were like candles flickering in the wind, the light emanating from Chen Fan was dazzlingly bright.

"The Black Tortoise Shell... and the Blazing Fire Remnant Map of Red Rock City!"

From behind the crowd, a venomous scream suddenly rang out.

The Netherworld Venerable stepped out of the air, his face withered and bluish. The seven remaining skulls behind his head had their upper and lower jaws colliding wildly, producing a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

He stared intently at Chen Fan, the resentment and greed in his eyes almost tangible.

The humiliation of having his Sea of Consciousness severely damaged a few days ago erupted in full at this moment.

"Everyone!"

The Netherworld Venerable suddenly raised his White Bone Staff, a sharp sound carrying True Essence that exploded across the empty square.

"What are you all still looking at? That towering bronze gate is tightly shut. Although there's a crack in the door, the seal inside would require at least several Ninth Tier cultivators to detonate their natal magic weapons to break it!"

"Our Guiding Divine Light is about to run out; once we fall into the Death Fiend Qi, even the gods cannot save us!"

The Netherworld Venerable pointed at Chen Fan, a chilling, sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"And this little beast, who seems to have crawled out of some desolate mountain, has monopolized two copies of the Great Wilderness Map!"

Two portions!

These two words were like a poisoned hammer, striking hard on the taut nerves of all the old monsters.

"Youming, what do you want to say?"

A sinister old woman holding Soul-Summoning Banner spoke in a hoarse voice.

"My meaning is very clear!"

The Netherworld Venerable's eyes revealed a murderous intent.

"Within this Guixu, hand-to-hand combat is too risky. His strange Blade Aura is indeed domineering. But the Guixu has its Guixu rules!"

"Without replenishment of spiritual energy, and without the power of heaven and earth to draw upon, his golden light, no matter how thick, is still limited!"

"As long as we join forces to create an inescapable Heaven-and-Earth Net, we won't need to engage him in close combat. We can simply bombard him from a hundred feet away with long-range magic to wear him down! Before half an incense stick has burned out, his Protective Divine Light will surely shatter!"

"At that time, the Death Fiend Qi will enter his body, and his extraordinary abilities will turn into pus and blood! Those two complete fragments of the Guiding Map will be our path to survival!"

Boom!

The moment the words were spoken, the previously silent crowd erupted into a frenzy.

Which of those old monsters who could cultivate to the Ninth Tier wasn't a cunning old fox who had crawled out of Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood?

They lack morality and disregard rules.

In the face of the shadow of death when one's lifespan has run out, any bottom line is as thin as a cicada's wing.

Seven or eight previously wavering Divine Thoughts rapidly converged in mid-air, and greed and tyranny grew wildly like weeds.

"The Netherworld Venerable is right."

A Ninth Tier expert stepped forward, and the charred rocks in the temple square instantly melted into crimson magma.

"These two fragments of the map are enough to extend the lives of more than ten of us for three hours. Kill him, and together we'll push open the Immortal Gate!"

"Young man, didn't your elders teach you the principle that possessing a treasure is a crime?"

Hand over the remaining map, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse!

Rumble!!

Thirteen immense pressures, all at the Middle-to-Late Ninth Tier, surged forth like thirteen Primordial Era divine mountains collapsing simultaneously, crushing down upon Chen Fan!

The space itself shattered at that moment.

The Giant Spirit City Lord standing behind Chen Fan was ashen-faced.

The oppressive force of the thirteen Ninth Tier monsters joining forces even surpassed the limits of the Great Wilderness.

The faint golden light that remained on his body emitted a mournful cry, its weight causing his kneecaps to creak under the pressure.

They can't escape.

The Void had long been locked; there was no way back except to step forward into the unknown temple.

The Giant Spirit City Lord breathed heavily, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes like never before.

If Chen Fan dies, he definitely won't live more than a quarter of an hour.

"Roar!!"

The Giant Spirit City Lord glared angrily, and instead of retreating, he advanced, taking half a step forward, his burly body forcefully blocking Chen Fan's side.

A towering mountain Law Domain suddenly expanded, and although it was mottled and damaged by the erosion of Death Fiend Qi, it still completely protected Chen Fan behind it.

"Mr. Chen, this old man will take the first hit for you!"

Blood streamed from the mouth and nose of the Giant Spirit City Lord as he gripped the Profound-Vigor Heavy Axe and roared.

"Use the counter-force from the main gate to escape into the temple! Once inside, they'll be hesitant to act rashly!"

This scene startled the thirteen old monsters on the other side for a moment, then they burst into unrestrained, mocking laughter.

"Giant Spirit, you, the lord of a city, are acting as a watchdog for a nursing infant?"

"Like an ant trying to shake a tree, I'll crush you first!"

The Netherworld Venerable's expression was icy, and he slammed his White Bone Staff heavily on the ground.

In an instant, black mist surged into the sky, and countless agonizing souls crawled out from the ground, converging into a massive Hundred Ghosts Wailing at Heaven Formation feet in diameter. The surging Blackwater completely blocked all their escape routes.

At the same time, the Red-Haired Ancestor waved his long sleeves, and Crimson-Gold Fire Banner engraved with ancient ferocious beasts swelled in the wind, obscuring the sun and transforming into nine raging Earth Vein Fire Dragons, roaring as they pounced down.

The remaining eleven Ninth Tier experts showed no mercy. Flying swords, giant seals, Bone Spikes, and poisonous miasma transformed into a destructive torrent capable of shattering hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers. It tore through the sky, carrying a chilling malice that would completely obliterate all life, and crashed down on Chen Fan!

They didn't want to get close; they just wanted to use a massive barrage of attacks to completely deplete Chen Fan's Protective Divine Light!