As he ventured deeper into the open sea, Li Qingshan's aura became extremely restrained. He walked through this world, yet his figure seemed to transcend the outside world.
It blends perfectly with the howling winds, the undulating waves, and even the chaotic spatial fluctuations.
If not seen with one's own eyes, relying solely on divine sense, almost no one could accurately capture him in this region of raging energy.
But this "almost" does not include those beings who truly transcend all living beings.
In the Void of this lawless land, beyond the comprehension of these lowly outlaws.
Countless gazes, some bright, some dim, some ancient, some sharp, have already pierced through the vast distances and layers of spatial barriers.
Like an invisible net, it remained firmly locked onto that figure in black from beginning to end.
Li Qingshan, the Jade Pool Holy Son, will undergo the great tribulation of the Immortal Three Severing the Dao in the Northern Region Outer Sea!
This news, like an invisible hurricane, has already swept across the entire Big Dipper Star Domain.
In the Eastern Wasteland, the Jiang Family's supreme immortal light soared into the sky, the Ji Family's Void appeared and disappeared in the void, Yaoguang Holy Land was filled with the steaming dragon energy. All of these events had alarmed ancient beings.
In the Central Continent, the four great dynasties all sent thunderous war chariots soaring through the sky, and the divine senses of the powerful figures from the hundred sects pierced through the void, traversing boundless mountains and rivers, and heading towards this Border Wasteland borderland.
In the Southern Ridge, ominous clouds rolled in, and the shadows of ferocious birds swept across the sky. A war shaman's eyes pierced through layers of mist with piercing gaze.
In the Western Desert, there are also ascetic monks who walk barefoot, treading on the waves, each step leaving a lotus flower in their wake, heading towards this place.
Even the Primordial Royal Clan, shrouded in divine light, had figures tearing through the Void, coldly casting their gaze.
This lawless land, usually untouched by powerful figures, suddenly became "lively".
The celestial ships and pavilions hovered high above the clouds, their moving palaces casting a soft glow.
On the bow deck, one might see an elderly man with white hair and an aura of profound wisdom standing with his hands behind his back, or a young, ambitious, and confident prodigy gazing into the distance with his hand on his sword.
They were all scrutinizing the sea below that was about to become the site of their tribulation.
Ancient chariots rolled across the sky, leaving deep tracks, pulled by strange beasts, with imperial banners fluttering, exuding supreme majesty.
Demonic clouds Shrouding the Heavens sky and sun; within them, birds had eyes as bright as the moon, and beasts were as large as mountains. The oppressive aura of the wilderness calmed even the waves below.
Even more powerful individuals possess supernatural abilities, hiding within the folds of the Void, their vital energy occasionally leaking out.
This caused some low-level cultivators who accidentally got too close to be terrified and flee in panic, like a school of startled fish.
The major powers, like a school of sharks that have smelled blood, are scattered along the edge of the open sea.
Or perhaps one wishes to witness the tribulation of Severing the Dao to verify one's own path.
Or perhaps they were assessing the potential of this Jade Pool Holy Son with deep apprehension.
Or perhaps they harbor a chilling murderous intent, wishing to nip this future prodigy who might threaten their own lineage in the bud.
Countless auras intertwined, and powerful divine senses, like an invisible net, enveloped this sea area.
The originally raging gale seemed to whimper and subside, and a deathly stillness, as if an impending storm was brewing, spread through the air.
Li Qingshan, at the eye of the storm, seemed oblivious.
His steps were unhurried, each one subtly in harmony with the rhythm of nature, heading straight towards the depths of the outer sea, towards that desolate place known as the " Annihilation Astral Wind Belt ".
The Gale Belt is a natural, perilous area deep in the Northern Region Outer Sea.
Visible gray-black columns of wind stretched from the sky to the sea, emitting a shrill howl like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.
It can not only tear apart a cultivator's physical body, but also erode their soul and destroy their foundation.
If an ordinary cultivator from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm were to be drawn into this, they would be annihilated, body and soul, in an instant.
Even Mighty Figure figures in the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, wielding immense treasures, could only barely traverse the edges, constantly facing the danger of perishing.
At this moment, in the core area of the gale belt, the ripples in space were barely perceptible.
Five Dao Body seemed to emerge from nothingness.
They were dressed in jet-black robes, the blackness of which seemed to devour all light.
Its aura was icy and deathly still, perfectly blending into the surrounding destructive gale.
His face was covered by a smooth mask, reflecting the chaotic energy currents around him.
Only a pair of eyes were visible; they were not human eyes, but rather eyes carved from millennia-old ice.
Ruthless, emotionless, possessing only a pure will to kill.
In this Human World.
Hell.
The two ancient Assassin Divine Dynasty of the Big Dipper have joined forces in a rare move, sending their top killers from the Second Heaven of the Immortal Platform to gather here.
The two leaders exuded particularly auras, indicating they were veteran assassins from the Late Immortal Two.
They stood in the raging Void, their killing intent almost tangible.
Intertwined with the howling wind, it formed an invisible net of death, completely locking down the area ahead.
They are waiting.
Like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, it conceals all its presence, waiting only for its prey to step into its trap.
There was no conversation, no eye contact, not even breathing or heartbeat.
They mastered the art of concealment to its fullest extent, transforming themselves into pure killing machines, suppressing all their energy and spirit, all for that one moment of explosive power.
They've arrived.
A figure in black robes approached slowly, seemingly taking a leisurely stroll.
Its speed was astonishing, shrinking the distance to an inch in an instant and covering a thousand miles in a flash, directly stepping into the very center of the net.
Li Qingshan's face remained calm and composed, and his pace did not change in the slightest.
They seemed completely unaware of the terrifying killing trap ahead, a trap that would make even a Saint Lord-level figure tremble.
"Kill!"
It wasn't a telepathic transmission, but rather an extremely refined, chilling killing intent, like an invisible ice spike, suddenly piercing out!
"Buzz!"
Space groaned in agony, overwhelmed by the pressure!
Five assassins have made their move!
Their speed exceeded the limits of divine sense, and their tacit understanding was like that of a single soul controlling each other!
His figure flickered like a ghost, his position changing in an instant, forming a profound killing formation, which even faintly drew upon a portion of the destructive gale to strengthen himself!
"Laugh!"
A dark blue bone spur, coated with deadly poison, slid out from the assassin's left sleeve, gleaming coldly.
The needle struck Li Qingshan in the back silently, at a tricky angle and with ruthless timing.
"Clang!"
The assassin on the right brandished a blood-red blade, the patterns on its surface writhing like a living venomous snake.
A scarlet arc of light tore through the air, slicing straight down Li Qingshan's neck, the stench of blood filling the air.
"Hiss!"
The assassin in the sky flicked his fingers in rapid succession, a thousand transparent threads wrapped with sharp power of law.
Like a net from heaven and earth, it enveloped Li Qingshan's limbs and bones, intending to dismember him.
"Puff!"
The assassin below opened his mouth and spat out a gray, decaying energy arrow, which contained decaying Dao principles.
It specifically targets and corrupts the souls of cultivators, eroding their foundation of cultivation; it is extremely vicious.
Facing him, the leader of the assassins slowly pushed his palms together, the movement heavy as if pushing a mountain.
A pitch-black vortex, seemingly capable of devouring all light and the essence of heaven and earth, appeared at the edge of the vortex.
Space emitted a distorted, mournful wail, as if it were about to collapse under the strain.
Spinning, it crushed towards Li Qingshan with irresistible force, determined to completely obliterate him and that Void!
Five attacks arrived simultaneously, covering all directions—above, below, left, right, front, and Void —sealing off all avenues of escape.
The murderous intent solidified like ice, freezing the very space around it!
Even the raging gale retreated in the face of this extreme killing intent.
Even in this situation, which would have been certain death for an ordinary holy master, Li Qingshan finally stopped.
He didn't look at the deadly bone spurs, nor did he pay attention to the dismembering threads.
They even ignored the filthy, gray arrows of energy emanating from the corrupted foundation and the crimson arc of light that sliced through the neck.
His gaze calmly bypassed all the attacks and landed on the dark vortex that was crushing towards him head-on.
That wasn't a desperate gaze, but rather a scrutiny.
It was as if they were assessing the true strength of this deadly trap.
The next moment, he raised his right hand.
The five fingers are naturally extended, the movements are slow and graceful, with an indescribable rhythm.
Just as the five fingers were stretched out to their maximum extent, about to clench together.
Thump!
A deep, muffled sound, like an ancient god striking a war drum, exploded from the location of his heart!
The boundless golden energy no longer needed to be suppressed, erupting like a dormant volcano.
It was as if a primordial beast had broken free of its shackles, bursting forth from his body with a thunderous roar!
"Boom!!!"
The Great Dao resounded!
The dazzling golden light was as intense as the birth of a star.
An ancient and desolate aura filled every inch of space with domineering force, illuminating the gray-black gale with a magnificent glow!
That was the roar of power!
Originally, it was a violent and destructive gale, Mighty Figure beings.
Under the impact of this supremely yang, powerful, and irresistible golden energy and blood.
They were as slow and yielding as docile sheep.
They even let out whimpers of submission.
Those five vicious and deadly attacks, capable of instantly killing someone of the same level, had barely touched the edge of the golden blood energy when they struck it.
It was like boiling water being poured onto snow, making a piercing "sizzling" sound.
A ghostly blue light
Scarlet arc light,
Transparent threads
Ash-colored arrows
Along with that all-consuming black vortex,
Unable to put up even the slightest decent resistance, it crumbled inch by inch, dissolving into nothingness, as if it had never existed!
At the center of the blazing golden light, Li Qingshan's long hair danced wildly without wind, and a sharp glint like thunder finally flashed in his eyes.
His outstretched fingers suddenly clenched!
"Buzz!"
The Void trembled! An ancient, indistinct seal instantly materialized in his palm.
It is not a physical entity, yet it is heavier than a thousand mountains stacked together.
The illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars surround and protect the body!
An unparalleled true intent, capable of suppressing all realms, establishing the order of the universe, and forcing all paths to bow down, permeated the air, causing even the divine thoughts that were peering from afar to tremble!
The Heaven-Overturning Seal, appear!
The muscles in Li Qingshan's arm, which was gripping the seal, bulged slightly.
He looked at the five assassins ahead, their faces filled with horror as they were annihilated by the attack.
And their infamous killing array, carrying a domineering will that could shatter the heavens and split the earth, sweeping away everything, ruthlessly...
Town!
"Buzz"
An eerie silence enveloped the area.
Howling winds, whistling lights, spatial tremors, the energy turmoil of the assassins' struggles—all these sounds and fluctuations.
They were all covered and swallowed up by an invisible "force"!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The five assassins were horrified to discover that the space around them had transformed into a star cage forged from divine iron!
Their physical bodies, souls, and the ghostly killing soldiers they summoned were all imprisoned in place, making even moving their eyes extremely difficult.
They could only watch helplessly as the ancient seal, carrying the overwhelming force of the entire universe, slowly descended.
Before the great seal had even truly touched them, the true meaning of "suppression" had already begun to erode their protective divine light.
It shattered the principles they had forged and eroded the very life force upon which they depended for survival!
"No!!!"
Sparks of despair flickered wildly in their minds, yet they couldn't even send out a single thought.
The golden blood energy surged and erupted like a raging sea, instantly engulfing that area.
It also submerged all the resentment, fear, physical bodies, souls, and those soldiers who had been tempered for countless years.
"Snap!" "Pfft!"
The clear sound of bones shattering and the dull thud of flesh exploding rang out almost simultaneously.
Seal scattered.
In the area ahead, five mangled corpses fell downwards like puppets with broken strings.
Their heads were all shattered, and their internal souls were completely destroyed.
His black robe was completely torn to shreds, and his body was covered with countless tiny cracks, as if he had been crushed by an invisible ancient mountain.
Those murderous soldiers who claimed countless lives have long since turned to dust, mingling with the exploding blood mist, and drifting into the deep blue sea.
The seawater was tinged with a dark red, which quickly spread and diluted against the dark blue background, eventually leaving only a faint trace.
In the distance, the cultivators who had been spying on this place with various supernatural powers and secret techniques fell into a deathly silence.
Their pupils contracted to pinpoints, and their faces were filled with horror and terror.
Five, five Immortal Second Realm Mighty Figure!
They've formed a killing formation, capable of trapping and killing even Saint Lord level figures!
He... he just died like that?
One move?
No, it wasn't even a move, just a grip, a press?!
"He... he really hasn't Severing the Dao yet?"
A dry, hoarse voice rang out, expressing the shock and turmoil in everyone's hearts.
Those who originally harbored ulterior motives and were eager to make a move felt as if they had been drenched in a freezing spring from the depths of hell.
The biting cold penetrated to the bone marrow, freezing all delusions and murderous intent.
That single press not only killed five top assassins, but also shattered all their hopes and illusions!
Li Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back in the Void, his black robes fluttering in the aftershocks of energy that had not yet completely subsided.
His gaze swept calmly over the various hidden forces in the distance, his voice not loud, but clearly carrying in all directions:
"Who else wants to try their hand?"
No one answered.
The sea was deathly silent; the lingering killing intent that had previously filled the air had receded like the tide.
He shook his head slightly, seemingly finding it uninteresting, and then turned away.
He took a step, stepping onto the Void node, and headed towards the tribulation site he had already chosen.
Heaven and earth seemed to submit at his feet, making way for him.
It was as if the earth-shattering scene just now was nothing more than casually swatting away a few annoying mosquitoes and flies to him.
Only countless shocked, fearful, wary, and complicated gazes remained behind him, focused on the receding figure in black.
On the sea, the brief, dark red waters silently told the story of what had just happened.
It also seemed to foreshadow that the impending catastrophe of Severing the Dao the Dao would be anything but peaceful.
The storm is only just beginning to brew.
Li Qingshan, alone, was heading towards the very center of the storm.
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