Path-Severing Fragment! The Fourth Step Old Freaks Went Mad

The crack still echoed across the Inverted Battlefield.

It wasn't loud.

It wasn't even deafening.

But to Huang Yan and the other four, it was more jarring than the two punches that Fifth Step skeleton had thrown.

Because it wasn't an ordinary bone cracking.

It was the sound of someone forcing open a crack in the barrier between realms.

On the Bones Guard's finger bone,

a two-inch-deep Sword Mark was slowly spreading.

Pale Flame seeped from the crack in the bone, as though the very essence of its power had been torn open.

The flame had no heat.

No Divine Soul fluctuations.

Yet it carried a pure pressure that made every Fourth Step Order-Breaking Realm cultivator tremble on instinct.

Huang Yan stood before the Abyss Core Projection, utterly still.

His face, usually so carefree that he could curse even after a Fifth Step punch shattered him, had gone uncharacteristically rigid.

The Star River Ring on Zhi Xing's wrist stopped turning.

Countless stars froze within it, as though fate itself had forgotten to flow.

Xuan Jiu's sword hand froze in midair.

His Black Sword hummed softly, its edge trembling as if in defiance—or fear.

Gu Shan's chest rose and fell.

The man who used his Fleshly Body to withstand Order Breaking rules stared at the Sword Mark. For the first time, something almost feverish appeared in his eyes.

The Crying Eyeball in Bai E's palm opened as wide as it could.

Even its bloody tears stopped at the edge of its eyelid.

Five cultivators at the Peak Order-Breaking Realm.

Not one of them spoke.

They had seen geniuses.

They had seen monsters.

They had even seen forbidden Backup Plans left by Old True Gods.

Hongmeng had never lacked things that defied reason.

But a Third Step cultivator wounding a Fifth Step