The dark light disappeared into the Void without a sound.
Li Qingshan stood alone under the starry sky, his robes fluttering slightly in the Void. No divine power emanated from him, yet he seemed to be one with the entire world.
After successfully Severing the Dao, the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo have reached a level of perfect perception of space.
His gaze fell upon a seemingly ordinary mountain range in the Big Dipper.
"The first place, the Nether Spring Prison."
With a soft whisper, her figure vanished like a bubble.
In the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness lies a desolate land known as the " Withered Bones Mountain Range ".
The spiritual energy here is thin, and demonic beasts are rare. Even treasure-hunting cultivators seldom set foot here.
Deep within the mountains, at the entrance to what appears to be a naturally formed cave, runes weathered by time are faintly visible—traces of an ancient concealment formation.
Inside the cave, Grotto-Heaven.
After passing through the winding passageway, the space suddenly opens up.
This is a small world created by an ancient Mighty Figure with astonishing methods. The sky is dark red, the earth flows with turbid black rivers, and the air is filled with the smell of rust and a faint stench of blood.
The architectural style is eerie and sinister, with pavilions and halls mostly built of black stone with sharp edges, resembling lurking ferocious beasts.
This place is the location of the third level of the " Nether Spring Prison Hell," one of the eighteen main branches of the Assassin Divine Dynasty's "Hell."
In the center of the small world, inside a black hall shaped like an inverted sword.
Three figures dressed in dark red robes with black patterns sat around a round table made of blood jade.
On the round table, images of light and shadow floated, depicting the brutal scenes of Big Dipper's recent crackdown on various strongholds.
"That Eastern Exalt of Jade Pool moved too quickly."
The old man on the left had a hoarse voice and sunken eyes, and he was toying with a skull that was constantly emitting black smoke in his hand.
"Of the 723 secondary strongholds we scattered throughout the Northern Region, 461 have already been completely eradicated."
"It's not just Jade Pool )."
In the center stood a middle-aged man with a sinister face, his fingers tapping the table, each tap sending ripples of blood-red light across the surface.
" The Yaoguang, the Jiang Family, the Ji Family, and even those forces that usually secretly collude with us are all busy distancing themselves from us. The alliance is formed, and we have become the target of everyone's attacks."
What are you afraid of?
On the right is a woman, with a beautiful face but empty eyes, and a cold smile playing on her lips.
" The Nether Spring Prison has been hidden here for hundreds of thousands of years. Its ancient killing formation is intact, and its Void illusion is layered three times. Even if Saint were to come in person, it would take a long time to break through it. By the time they find this place, we will have already moved. How can the foundation of Hell be so easily shaken?"
The middle-aged man frowned.
"I have a persistent unease. That Eastern Venerable, a few months ago, severed his Dao in the outer sea, triggering a heavenly tribulation rarely seen in eternity. It is said that he has already reached the third level of the Sendai Heavenly King realm. Such a person cannot be judged by ordinary standards."
Before he could finish speaking...
The entire small world suddenly trembled.
A dull, throbbing feeling originating from the very source of the world.
It was as if some enormous thing had gently "touched" this small world that was attached to the main world.
What happened?
The black aura surrounding the skull in the old man's hand froze.
A flicker of surprise crossed the woman's empty eyes:
"The protective array hasn't been triggered. But the world barrier is groaning?"
The three of them vanished from beside the blood jade round table in an instant, appearing atop the black hall, gazing up at the dark red sky of the small world.
Above the sky, Dao Body had appeared there at some unknown time.
He stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in black robes and with dark hair.
He stood there calmly, without any dazzling divine light or overwhelming pressure, yet the light in the entire small world below seemed to bend and converge towards him.
He lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the scattered black buildings below, over the assassins who appeared in surprise from various palaces, their auras chilling, and finally landing on the three people at the top of the hall.
" Nether Spring Prison."
Li Qingshan spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached every corner of the small world.
That's all for today.
" Eastern Exalt?"
The middle-aged man lost his voice and his face changed drastically.
How did you find this place?
The woman's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"There's no escape, kill them!!!"
Her figure suddenly blurred, and in the next instant she appeared a hundred feet Void from Li Qingshan in the void. Her hands formed a seal, and a long, narrow blade made entirely of shadow appeared out of thin air, piercing straight into Li Qingshan's back.
This attack came without warning, faster than a flash of light, and completely blended into the changing light and shadow of the surrounding environment, representing the ultimate expression of assassination.
At the same time, the old man shouted, and the skull in his hand soared into the air, instantly expanding to the size of a mountain. Towering black flames spewed from its eye sockets, and wherever the black flames passed, even the space itself was corroded, making a sizzling sound, clearly containing deadly poison and a curse.
The black flames transformed into nine ferocious demonic dragons, rushing towards Li Qingshan from all directions.
The middle-aged man was the most decisive. He patted his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood onto a pitch-black ancient banner that suddenly appeared in his hand.
The ancient banner fluttered in the wind, and countless contorted faces of pain appeared on its surface, emitting piercing howls that seemed to pierce the very soul.
This is one of the imitation Saint Weapon in Nether Spring Prison Town, a replica of the " Ten Thousand Souls Banner ". Although it is not a real Saint Weapon, after years of blood sacrifice by the Divine Dynasty, its power has approached the limit of King- level divine weapon, and it is specifically designed to injure the soul of cultivators.
The combined attack of the three Mighty Figure, living fossil assassins erupted instantly, their perfect coordination sealing off all escape routes. It also included a triple killing move combining physical, magical, and spiritual techniques.
Faced with an attack powerful enough to kill even an ordinary Second Heaven of the Immortal Platform Saint Lord, Li Qingshan simply raised his right hand.
There were no complicated hand seals, nor any earth-shattering momentum.
It was just a simple punch forward.
The instant his fist was thrown, six blurry, gigantic seal phantoms vaguely appeared behind him: Heaven-Opening, Yin-Yang, Four Symbols, Void, Wuji, Heaven-Overturning. They flashed by and disappeared, all merging into this punch.
"Boom,!!!"
The brilliance of that punch is indescribable.
That was no ordinary divine light, but rather the "primordial light" that seemed to have appeared at the very beginning of Heaven-Opening, when the primordial chaos exploded and the pure and impure were separated!
Wherever the light reached, the shadowy blades melted away instantly, like snow meeting boiling water.
The nine black flame dragons wailed and crumbled inch by inch. Even the skull, the size of a mountain, was covered in cracks, lost all its spirituality, and fell to the ground.
The replica of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, facing the direct punch, didn't even let out a wail. Countless faces on the banner froze and shattered at the same moment, and the entire ancient banner turned into countless black light spots with a "poof," completely annihilated.
The punch wasn't finished.
Carrying the residual force of crushing divine weapons, a simple and unadorned fist imprint suddenly struck the chest of the female assassin who had attacked first.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
The woman's face remained blank with shock and disbelief as she looked down at her chest.
From the point where the fist struck, her body, like a weathered sand sculpture, silently turned into the finest dust, without even her primordial Divine Capital escaping, before completely dissipating into the world.
"No!"
The old man's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically urged the remaining skull to fight back, still wanting to risk his life.
Li Qingshan turned his gaze to him.
Just a glance.
The old man's movements suddenly froze, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
His Bitter Sea, Dao Palace, Four Extremes, Dragon Transformation, and Immortal Platform — the Five Great Secret Realms within his body—were simultaneously struck by an invisible giant hammer, emitting a cracking sound as if unable to withstand the immense pressure.
One glance, and your foundation is severed!
The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down from the sky, lifeless.
In the blink of an eye, two legendary assassins fell!
The surviving middle-aged man was terrified and lost all will to fight. He transformed into a streak of blood-red light and rushed recklessly toward a pre-set emergency teleportation array deep within the small world.
Once the array is activated, he can escape to another location!
Li Qingshan did not pursue, but simply extended his finger and gently touched the fleeing blood-red light.
"Certainly."
Words become law.
It wasn't a true standstill of time, but rather a forced solidification of the spatial structure of that small area through ultimate control over the laws of the Void.
The blood-red light that the middle-aged man had transformed into was like a flying insect that had crashed into invisible amber, suddenly stopping in mid-air, revealing his horrified expression.
Li Qingshan took a step forward and was already in front of him, placing his right hand on the top of his head.
Soul Search!
The overwhelming divine sense forcefully broke through the opponent's primordial spirit defenses, shattered the self-destruction restriction within their soul, and frantically seized all memories related to Hell:
The location clues, internal structure, personnel distribution, communication methods, and hidden strongholds of other Hell layers, especially the coordinates of several Hell layers closely associated with the Nether Spring Prison, quickly became clear.
"The seventh level is the ' Lava Prison,' the thirteenth level is the ' Frigid Ice Prison,' and these are some other places as well."
Li Qingshan released his grip, and the middle-aged man's eyes glazed over. His primordial spirit had been shattered by the power of soul searching, and he collapsed limply.
From the moment Li Qingshan appeared to the moment two of the three top King guarding Nether Spring Prison died and one was crippled, only ten breaths had passed.
The small world below has descended into utter chaos.
Countless assassins poured out of the building. Some tried to activate the defensive formations, some wanted to escape through secret passages, and many more, with bloodshot eyes, formed a formation and launched a suicide attack on Li Qingshan in the air under the organization of their respective leaders.
Arrow rain, poisonous fog, flying swords, and sinister lightning—all sorts of vicious and bizarre attacks came Shrouding the Heavens.
Li Qingshan surveyed the bustling assassin's lair with an indifferent gaze.
He raised his hands and held them loosely in front of his chest, as if bringing them together.
" The Six Seals Rotation, heaven and earth Return to the Ruins."
As the true meaning of the Heaven-Opening Seal arose, the dark red sky of the small world seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, revealing the true starry sky outside;
With the Yin-Yang Seal established, the Yin-Yang and Yang energies of the entire microcosm suddenly became disordered and clashed;
The Four Symbols Seal manifest, causing the four basic elements of earth, fire, water, and wind to go berserk, resulting in the collapse of mountains and the reversal of the Black River;
The Void Seal rendered all spells attempting to tear through space to escape ineffective.
During the Wuji Seal, the earth lost its bearing capacity, and buildings collapsed in large areas.
The Heaven-Overturning Seal descended, unleashing an irresistible and destructive force that crushed everything from top to bottom!
"No!"
"Run!"
"The world is about to collapse!"
A chorus of piercing screams filled the air.
Faced with such earth-shattering power, any resistance from those below the King appears so insignificant and laughable.
The array's light flickered and shattered, and the assassins were torn apart and crushed like fallen leaves in a storm by the raging energy of heaven and earth.
The black palace collapsed first, followed by the entire complex of buildings in the small world, the boundless mountains collapsed, and the great river shattered.
A massive crack appeared in the sky, allowing real starlight to stream down from the outside, intertwining with the crumbling earth, fire, water, and wind within to create an apocalyptic scene.
As tectonic plates move, collide, rise, or sink, black rivers evaporate into highly toxic mist, which is then dispersed by strong winds.
Li Qingshan stood alone in the center of the collapse, his clothes fluttering, his body radiating a hazy, clear light, impervious to all magic.
He coldly watched the destruction he had created, but his mind was still immersed in the insights he had gained from performing the Six Seals Rotation, deepening his understanding of the true meaning of the seals.
At the same time, deep within his heart, the vague outline of the seventh seal gained a new understanding.
"The imprint of the soul, the Primordial Heart Seal, may require observing all birth and death."
The thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered it.
After a short while, the roar subsided.
The Netherworld Nether Spring Prison, which had been hidden for hundreds of thousands of years, has been completely transformed into a ruin with chaotic laws and an extremely unstable spatial structure.
The vast majority of assassins were buried along with their architecture and heritage.
Only a very few of the weakest, hidden in the most remote corners, servants or low-level assassins, were lucky enough to escape direct impact, but they were terrified and left bewildered and helpless amidst the ruins.
Li Qingshan scanned them with his divine sense but didn't concern himself with them. With the collapse of the small world, these people were nothing more than casualties of this world.
He raised his hand and summoned several streaks of light that flew out from the depths of the ruins into his palm. These were resources accumulated by the Nether Spring Prison over countless years, including Divine Source, rare materials, and jade slips containing assassination techniques.
While not top-tier, it's better than nothing and can serve as a foundation for understanding the essence of Jade Pool legendary Chinese cultural institution), offering valuable lessons for others.
His figure flickered and disappeared from this small world that was slowly heading towards complete collapse.
At this point,
The next target, according to the information obtained from the soul search, is the closest level of Hell, the " Lava Prison Nether Spring Prison.