Is this how you entertain me?

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The extreme west of the Great Snowy State, the Cold Dragon Blood Abyss.

There was no daylight here.

Ahead lay a bottomless, colossal fault, like a pitch-black gash cleaved into the earth by a giant axe.

At the abyss's edge, a smooth black stone plaza was laid out.

In the center of the plaza stood a massive bronze long table.

The table was piled high with extremely precious Demon Beast flesh and blood. The fifth-tier Demon Ox legs, as large as millstones, sizzled with oil as they were roasted. Top-grade spiritual wine emanated a rich, exotic fragrance from jade pots.

Behind the bronze table stood three men.

The Prefecture Lord of the Great Snowy State, Xiao Tiannan, clad in a purple and gold Cloud Pattern Official Robe.

The sect master of the Blood Saber Gate, Li Xuekuang, his hand resting on his top-grade Blood Saber.

The fortress lord of Iron Clothes Fortress, Tie Zhan, encased in heavy steel armor.

These three, the most prominent powers in the Great Snowy State on the surface, had all suppressed their auras. They wore extremely fake and stiff smiles.

Behind them stood over a dozen elders in ornate robes.

These were the ancestors of the various powerful families and clans of the Great Snowy State, all with cultivation levels at the Blood Washing Realm Peak.

"Prefectural Lord, do you think that brat dares to come?" Li Xuekuang stared at the empty space ahead, lowering his voice, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as he gripped his saber.

"He will definitely come," a trace of malice flashed in Xiao Tiannan's eyes.

"Such an extreme martial artist consumes a great deal of Qi and Blood. The Heavenly Sword Sect's pills cannot fill his appetite. The high-tier flesh and blood on this table, combined with that monstrous dragon beneath the abyss, is a death bait he cannot refuse."

Xiao Tiannan's toes lightly pressed into the black stone ground.

Beneath this bronze long table, the eye of the ancient mountain-sealing grand formation had been fully activated.

As long as Sun Yu stepped within three zhang of the bronze table.

The formation would close.

He would be directly cast into the Cold Dragon Blood Abyss behind them!

Just then.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Steady, powerful footsteps echoed from the outer perimeter of the plaza.

Everyone's heads snapped up.

At the end of their sightline, a young man in a cold white brocade robe, his black hair cascading over his shoulders, hands empty, strode forward.

Sun Yu.

Sun Yu had not rushed at full speed during these three days of travel.

He had measured the ground step by step, like an ordinary traveler.

But within his body, a world-shattering transformation had occurred during these three days.

[Eight Desolations Prison Suppressing Technique (Minor Accomplishment)]!

The bottomless black hole deep within his Dantian had collapsed inward to a terrifying degree.

The Prison Suppressing Force Field had expanded from its original ten zhang to a full thirty zhang!

And the gravity within the force field had not just increased, but had violently surged from tenfold to a staggering fiftyfold!

Fiftyfold gravity!

This was a terrifying concept, capable of crushing steel into iron cakes.

Under this extreme pressure, Sun Yu's Asura Undying Body had passively increased its flesh and bone density and strength once more.

As he walked on the black stone plaza now, even without activating his force field, each step he took caused the black stone beneath his feet to emit a deep, mournful groan.

"Lord Sun!"

Seeing Sun Yu appear, Xiao Tiannan's malicious expression vanished instantly, replaced by a hearty, spring-like laugh.

He strode forward, but stopped precisely at the edge of the formation's eye beneath the bronze long table, clasping his hands in greeting.

"Lord Sun's peerless demeanor, seeing it today, is truly as legendary as they say! That old scoundrel Chu Jue has been bullying his way around the prefecture for years with his cultivation. For Lord Sun to act on behalf of heaven, it is truly the fortune of our Great Snowy State!"

Xiao Tiannan's posture was exceptionally humble.

Li Xuekuang and Tie Zhan also forced smiles, following suit with clasped hands.

"Lord Sun, please be seated!" Xiao Tiannan gestured to the table laden with high-tier flesh and blood.

"This is a banquet of apology specially prepared for you by the prefecture. As long as you take your seat, you will decide the rules of the Great Snowy State from now on!"

He was waiting.

Sun Yu stopped walking.

He was still ten zhang away from the bronze long table.

His dark eyes, as deep as the starry sky, swept over the roast meat on the table, then over the three people, Xiao Tiannan, who was forcing a smile.

Finally, Sun Yu's gaze fell upon the cracks in the black stones beneath the bronze table, which faintly emanated fluctuations of formations.

An extremely clumsy trap.

A cold, cruel arc formed on Sun Yu's lips. He didn't speak and took another step forward.

Nine zhang.

Eight zhang.

The smile on Xiao Tiannan's face grew brighter, his hands hidden beneath his wide sleeves already secretly forming the incantation to activate the formation.

Just then.

Three old ancestors from aristocratic families, standing behind Xiao Tiannan, suddenly stepped forward.

All three were at the Blood Washing Realm Peak cultivation level, figures who could cover the sky with one hand in their respective cities.

They didn't know the true details of the Heavenly Sword Sect's destruction, only that the young man before them was a tough opponent.

But at this moment.

The Prefecture Lord was present! Two Grand Sect Masters were present!

And more than a dozen family heads of the same level behind them!

They absolutely did not want to miss this heaven-sent opportunity to show their loyalty.

In their eyes, no matter how strong Sun Yu was, he would have to obediently cower in the face of the top powers of the entire Wind and Snow Great State.

The Prefecture Lord called him "Sir" out of respect, and he actually thought he was some ancestor?

"Stop!"

The leading Wang family old ancestor slammed his pure steel cane onto the ground with a dull thud.

He pointed at Sun Yu and roared sternly.

"Arrogant brat! Prefecture Lord Xiao is an official appointed by the Imperial Court and personally hosted this banquet for you, yet you dare to remain silent without a single courtesy?!"

The Zhao family old ancestor beside him directly drew the long sword at his waist, his True Qi at the Blood Washing Realm Peak erupting, the sword light pointing directly at Sun Yu.

"A peasant is still a peasant! A little brute strength and you don't know your place! Why don't you kneel down and thank us immediately!"

The Li family old ancestor crossed his arms, sneering repeatedly. "Young man, don't mistake kindness for weakness. You will eat this banquet today, whether you want to or not!"

The three formed a fan shape in front of the bronze long table, blocking Sun Yu's path.

Xiao Tiannan frowned.

He cursed the three idiots internally for ruining his plan, but then he thought that it was a good opportunity to test Sun Yu's current strength, so he didn't speak to stop them.

Sun Yu's steps stopped seven zhang away.

He slowly raised his head.

Looking at the three clowns in front of him.

Sun Yu, with extreme naturalness, put his hands behind his back.

Then.

Deep within his Dantian.

That bottomless black hole roared and reversed!

Eight Desolations Prison Suppressing Technique, Minor Accomplishment field of force!

"Buzz!!!"

There was no dazzling aura, no deafening sonic boom.

With Sun Yu as the center.

The space within a thirty-zhang radius instantly underwent an extremely brutal distortion!

A teeth-grinding "crack" sound echoed in the air, as if even the void was bent and warped by this invisible weight!

Fifty times gravity!

Without any warning, it was like an entire mountain range cast from pig iron, violently crashing down upon the heads of the three old ancestors, Wang, Zhao, and Li!

"Bang!"

The pure steel cane in the Wang family old ancestor's hand, capable of withstanding a thousand jin of force, snapped in half the instant it came into contact with the field of force!

The broken steel pipe was instantly crushed into an iron disc and fell to the ground.

"Ugh!!!"

The Wang family old ancestor's eyes bulged instantly, the capillaries around his eyeballs bursting on the spot, and two streams of blood tears shot out.

His protective True Qi at the Blood Washing Realm Peak was less than a sheet of paper in the face of this unreasonable absolute gravity, collapsing in an instant.

"Crack! Crack!"

The crisp sound of bone breaking echoed throughout the entire venue.

The knee bones of the Wang family's old ancestor could not withstand the terrifying weight of his upper body suddenly increasing fiftyfold, and were directly crushed into dregs!

The pale tibia pierced through flesh and skin, stabbing fiercely into the black stone ground below.

He knelt to the ground in an extremely tragic posture, his knees smashing into the ground, prostrating himself before Sun Yu.

Blood gushed wildly from his seven orifices.

The other two met an even more miserable end.

The moment gravity descended, the shoulder joint of the Zhao family's old ancestor's sword-wielding arm dislocated and fell off.

The flesh and blood on his arm were forcibly stripped from the bone, sloughing off downwards along the bone!

"Thump!"

The Zhao family's old ancestor's knees exploded, and he fell heavily to his knees, his upper body pressed tightly against the ground, his spine emitting groans of unbearable pressure.

The Li family's old ancestor didn't even have time to scream.

Under the oppression of gravity, the internal organs within his body ruptured and bled.

"Gah!"

A large mouthful of black blood mixed with organ fragments sprayed out. His legs were completely broken, and he lay on the ground like a flattened toad, his body convulsing violently.

The entire venue was dead silent!

So quiet you could hear a pin drop!

The family heads of the dozen or so aristocratic families, who had just been preparing to watch a show, were now so terrified that their livers and gallbladders were about to split. Their legs went weak, and they stumbled backward repeatedly.

Xiao Tiannan's hand seal instantly froze.

Li Xuekuang and Tie Zhan both gasped, cold sweat instantly soaking through their inner garments.

He didn't make a move!

He didn't even release his True Qi!

He simply stood there.

Three experts at the Blood Washing Realm Peak, unable to even stand, had their knees crushed and were forced to kneel on the ground?!

What kind of demonic magic was this?!

The force field was controlled with extreme precision.

It enveloped the three flies perfectly, without touching the bronze long table behind them.

Sun Yu walked forward with his hands behind his back, his expressionless face.

"Thump."

He walked up to the Wang family's old ancestor, who was kneeling on the ground.

The Wang family's old ancestor was pressed down so hard he couldn't lift his head. He could only look at Sun Yu's cold, white brocade boots with bloodshot eyes.

"Spare... spare me..."

The Wang family's old ancestor choked out broken pleas from his throat.

Sun Yu did not look down.

He casually lifted his right foot.

Aiming for the Wang family's old ancestor's head.

And stomped down.

"Bang!!!"

Like crushing a ripe, rotten watermelon.

The Wang family's old ancestor's head instantly exploded.

Before the red and white brain matter could splatter, under the pressure of fifty times gravity, it was smeared directly onto the ground, becoming a flat pool of paste.

Sun Yu stepped over the headless corpse.

And walked to the Zhao family's old ancestor.

Lifted his foot.

Stomped down.

"Bang!!!"

The second head exploded.

He walked to the Li family's old ancestor.

Lifted his foot.

Stomp down.

"BANG!!!"

The third head exploded.

Three steps.

Three kicks.

Three Blood Washing Realm Peak ancestors, who had commanded the wind and rain in the prefectural capital, were reduced to three piles of minced meat that couldn't even be pieced back together.

Sun Yu retracted his right foot.

Not a single drop of blood stained his cool white brocade boots.

The dark red Asura Gang Qi flowing around him incinerated all the filth.

He stopped three zhang away from the bronze long table, at its edge.

Precisely within the dead zone of the formation Xiao Tiannan had prepared.

Sun Yu raised his head.

His pitch-black eyes, looking over the bronze long table, stared directly at Xiao Tiannan's now completely stiff face.

He didn't question the formation.

Nor did he pay attention to the family heads around him, who were so terrified they were about to wet themselves.

Sun Yu's voice was flat, carrying an extreme indifference that treated life and death as child's play.

"I came for the meat."

"Is this how you entertain me?"