Killing Chi Jingzi, Heavenly Origin Sect Enraged

Lin Feng's voice was soft, yet it struck the Primordial Spirit of every Heavenly Origin Sect immortal like a divine thunderclap from the heavens, exploding deep within.

"Leave one behind?"

"To make an example of them?"

"Arrogant! Too arrogant!"

This was practically Lin Feng trampling the Heavenly Origin Sect's reputation, along with the Sage's dignity, underfoot, and then grinding it for tens of thousands of times!

Daoist Burning Lamp trembled with rage, his old face turning a shade of liver-red. He pointed at Lin Feng, his lips quivering for a long time, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

Locking onto Chi Jingzi?

In front of me, the Deputy Sect Master, and the eleven Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect, he wants to kill one of our people?

What contempt! What humiliation!

"You brat! How dare you!"

True Lord Yu Ding's eyes were about to split open. He forcibly suppressed the churning Blood Essence and roared furiously.

The other Golden Immortals also had bloodshot eyes. Disregarding their injuries, they frantically activated their spiritual power, attempting to re-stabilize their formation and utterly suppress and kill this presumptuous madman.

However, the moment they made their move...

Lin Feng moved.

Or rather, he didn't move at all.

He simply stood in place, slowly raising his hands, and gently brought them together in front of him.

Snap.

A crisp sound, like the clapping of hands in the mortal world.

But with this one action, the entire world instantly froze.

The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, the roaring waves solidified in mid-air, and even the scattered golden light points seemed to have their pause button pressed, eerily suspended.

An invisible, formless, yet omnipresent terrifying power, centered on the Three Immortal Islands, suddenly expanded outwards.

This was not a formation, or rather, it had surpassed all the Heavenly Origin Sect Golden Immortals' understanding of formations.

The island-protecting formation that had always enveloped the Three Immortal Islands seemed to come alive at this moment, perfectly merging with Lin Feng's own vast, sea-like formation Laws, transforming into an unimaginably huge, invisible cage.

"Not good!"

Daoist Burning Lamp's expression changed wildly, the first to sense something was wrong.

He felt his connection to this world being forcefully severed by a brute and overbearing power!

He wanted to move, but found the surrounding space had become incredibly viscous, like solidified amber. Every inch he moved required a hundred or even a thousand times more spiritual power than usual.

"What the hell is this!"

Daoist Tianzun, with the hottest temper, shouted in horror.

He discovered that the speed at which his proud spiritual power circulated within his body had been forcibly suppressed by more than a hundred times! What was once a rushing river had now become a trickling stream, incredibly sluggish.

The Myriad Immortals Formation, the originally exquisite formation connecting the spiritual energy of the eleven Golden Immortals, was further disrupted and scattered in this bizarre space.

Let alone re-condensing the golden divine beings, they couldn't even achieve basic mutual communication of spiritual power now.

Everyone, including Daoist Burning Lamp, was like insects caught in a spider's web. Apart from their eyeballs, all that remained was endless fear.

They had become birds in a cage, fish on a chopping block!

And Lin Feng was the sole hunter.

"Now, who else wants to make noise?"

Lin Feng's indifferent gaze swept across the entire scene, finally landing once more on Chi Jingzi's face, contorted in fear.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, created by his own hands, Lin Feng's figure slowly faded in place until he completely vanished.

There was no tearing of space, no dazzling light.

He simply disappeared into thin air.

Chi Jingzi's hairs stood on end in an instant. A chilling premonition of death washed over his Primordial Spirit like a tide.

Run! Must run!

This thought, like wildly growing weeds, instantly occupied his entire mind.

He wanted to unleash his magic treasures, burn his Blood Essence, and use any divine ability that could save his life.

But it was too late.

The moment this thought arose, a green figure appeared before him without any warning, mere inches away.

Those indifferent eyes calmly gazed at him, as if looking at an inanimate object.

Chi Jingzi was utterly terrified, his pupils shrinking to the most dangerous pinpoint.

He opened his mouth, wanting to let out a desperate cry for help, but found his throat felt as if it were being tightly choked by an invisible giant hand, unable to emit even the slightest sound.

He watched helplessly as Lin Feng, with fingers together like a knife, his index and middle fingers joined, surrounded by a faint green light.

The palm lifted, its movements appearing incredibly slow, like a mortal practicing swordplay, every trajectory clearly visible.

But within Chi Jingzi's perception, that hand had locked onto his past, present, and future, sealing off all possibility of survival!

He could only watch, watching as a seemingly fragile finger lightly brushed across his neck.

There was no imagined intense pain, no scene of blood splattering, not even the slightest sensation.

It was as if he had merely been brushed by a gentle breeze.

Lin Feng's figure reappeared in its original position, as if it had never moved an inch, still maintaining that calm and composed demeanor.

"You..."

The shock on Chi Jingzi's face froze.

He looked down at his body, completely unharmed.

Could it be an illusion?

The moment this thought arose, an indescribable, terrifying sensation erupted from the spot on his neck that had been brushed!

It wasn't a cut, not an injury.

It was erasure!

It was the severing of his very concept of existence from the fundamental origin of the Great Dao!

Chi Jingzi's movements completely froze.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the Heavenly Origin Sect immortals, a crack, so faint it was almost invisible, appeared on Chi Jingzi's neck.

Immediately after, the crack spread wildly across his entire body like a spiderweb.

Crack... crack...

The faint cracking sounds were exceptionally piercing in the dead silent Heavenly Prison.

No blood, no screams.

Chi Jingzi's body, along with his immortal and indestructible Grand Unity Primordial Spirit, began to fracture inch by inch from the mark that had been made, disintegrating, and finally transforming into billions of the purest particles, like dancing fireflies, slowly dissipating into the heavens and earth.

A gust of wind, and nothing was left.

Chi Jingzi, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Origin Sect, a top disciple of a Sage, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal who shook the Primordial World.

His form and spirit were utterly annihilated!

Dead silence.

The entire world fell into a maddening, dead silence.

Daoist Burning Lamp was stunned, Taiyi Zhenren was stunned, and True Lord Yu Ding was also stunned.

All the Heavenly Origin Sect immortals stood like soulless stone statues, staring blankly at the spot where Chi Jingzi had vanished, their minds completely blank.

He's dead?

Just like that?

Brushed across the neck with a finger, without even leaving a last word, completely erased from the Primordial World?

A chill that went bone-deep surged from the soles of every Heavenly Origin Sect immortal's feet straight to the crown of their heads.

This wasn't fear; it was a tremor originating from the instinct of life itself!

The man in the green shirt before them was simply not someone they could contend with!

What was the Myriad Immortals Formation, what were the Sage's Dao Lineage, in the face of absolute power, they were nothing but a joke!

"Ahhh! Senior Brother Chi Jingzi!"

Finally, someone's Dao Heart collapsed, and a scream, so piercing it was inhuman, shattered the dead silence.

Immediately after, a hysterical madness erupted among the remaining Heavenly Origin Sect immortals.