In the center of the elders' area, eleven Ancient God Clan elders had completely surrounded Qin Yu. Waves of the Eternal Silence Realm pressure intertwined, causing the entire world to tremble violently. Qin Yu slowly raised his right hand—clang—
A clear sword cry resounded through the night sky as the Silent Origin Stainless Sword was slowly drawn. Its greyish-white light illuminated the heavens and earth, and wisps of Silent Origin Daoist energy flowed gently from its blade. The entire space fell silent. Qin Yu held the sword in his right hand, the tip slowly lowering, his expression remaining calm. His gaze swept over the crowd, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Oh?" "Trying to gang up on us?"
As soon as the words fell, the elders' faces grew even more gloomy. Including Yuan Cangming, there were now a total of eleven elders at the Eternal Silence Realm Peak Eternal Silence Realm. Among them, Yuan Cangming's cultivation had reached the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage. Such a lineup was enough to sweep across the entire Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain. Just as the two sides were about to draw their swords.
Luo Qingchuan suddenly stared intently at Qin Yu, and the next moment, his expression changed drastically. "I remember now!" He took a step forward, pointing at Qin Yu. "It's you! The one who competed with me for the Emberless Mirror treasure at the Echo Cliff auction!" Then, Luo Qingchuan immediately turned to look at the elders beside him, his voice filled with intense killing intent.
"Elders!" "I've seen this man before!" "At the Echo Cliff auction, he was the one who competed with me for the Emberless Mirror." "Later," "I sent two disciples to seize the treasure," "but those two have never returned." "Now it seems," "they also died at his hands!"
At this point, Luo Qingchuan looked at Qin Yu again, his eyes flashing with cold light. "Good lad," he said, "I haven't even had a chance to settle that score with you yet. Today, you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep, slaughtering so many disciples and stewards of my Ancient God Clan. Today, you won't leave alive!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yu merely smiled faintly and slowly raised the Silent Origin Stainless Sword. "Enough with the nonsense." "If you want to attack, then attack together." "You Ancient God Clan..." "Don't think you're anything special." Upon hearing this, an elder at the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage standing on the left was immediately enraged.
"Arrogant!" "Boy!" "Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage." "Does he really want to defy the heavens?" Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, he shattered the void with one step. The divine weapon in his hand suddenly burst out with brilliant divine light, and his whole body transformed into a black stream of light, carrying the rolling pressure of the Great Dao, heading straight for Qin Yu. The speed was so fast that he arrived in front of Qin Yu in the blink of an eye.
The divine weapon tore through the night sky, its sharp edge aimed directly at Qin Yu's brow. Yet Qin Yu remained standing, not retreating a single step. Until the elder was less than three zhang away, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold. He gently raised the Silent Origin Stainless Sword in his hand and swung it out. Silent Origin Stainless Sword - First Form: The No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword and Absolute Silence. This sword strike had no earth-shattering sword light, nor any world-destroying power. Only a very faint gray-white sword mark slowly swept across the heavens and earth.
It seemed like a mere flick of the wrist, yet, the instant the sword's edge sliced through the air, the elder's anger froze. His divine weapon hovered in mid-air. His pupils contracted sharply, for at that very moment, he discovered that his consciousness... could no longer function. All thoughts, all reactions, all ideas.
Before the sword light descended, everything was completely Annihilation, not even having a chance to generate the thought of "I must resist". Swoosh - The gray-white sword light gently swept past his body. The whole world seemed to be quiet for a moment. The next moment, the body of that elder at the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage turned into gray-white dust bit by bit, starting from the center of his brow.
His physical body, Fate Soul, Dao foundation, sea of consciousness, and all traces of existence were transformed into a sky full of gray-white lotus light, slowly dissipating into the world. There was no blood, no corpse, and no remnant soul left behind. With just one sword strike, an elder at the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage was completely Annihilation.
The entire world fell into a deathly silence; all the elders were stunned. A moment later, a voice filled with grief and anger suddenly rang out. "Fifth Elder—!!" Several elders exclaimed simultaneously, their eyes filled with disbelief. Luo Qingchuan's expression changed drastically. He abruptly took a step back and shouted, "Retreat!" "Retreat back quickly!" "Everyone!" "This boy is no ordinary person!" "Echo Cliff auction," "he was only at the Realm Breaking Realm · Middle Stage!" "Now, in just a hundred years..." "he has already stepped into the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage!"
Upon hearing this, another Sixth Elder shouted angrily, "Why didn't you say so earlier! You caused Fifth Elder to die in vain!" "Luo Qingchuan!" "You--" However, just as everyone was shocked, Yuan Cangming, who had been standing at the back and had not made a move, finally slowly raised his right hand.
His expression no longer held any contempt; his gaze was fixed on Qin Yu as he shouted in a deep voice, "Everyone! Form the formation immediately! Don't underestimate that kid!"
At Yuan Cangming's command, the nine remaining Ancient God Clan elders in the elder area retreated simultaneously, quickly distancing themselves from each other. Their originally scattered positions transformed into a circular formation within a few breaths.
Each of the nine figures had a jet-black ancient seal appear beneath their feet, its edges engraved with twisted demonic runes, and its center containing a constantly shrinking, dark red vertical pupil. As the nine Fate Soul essences were simultaneously injected into the array, a deep rumble resounded from the entire earth. The ancient demonic veins buried beneath the Elder Temple awakened one after another, and streams of black and red light shot out from the cracks in the rocks, rapidly traveling along the ancient seals beneath the nine figures' feet, eventually weaving together in the sky to form a massive array that shielded the Elder area.
"Ancient God Devil Transformation Formation - Nine Hells Burying the Heavens!"
Yuan Cangming formed hand seals, his aged face appearing even more somber under the illumination of the array of light. His robes were billowing high from the violent flow of Fate Soul energy, and dense black scales gradually appeared on his skin. A pair of dark golden demonic horns slowly sprouted from the sides of his forehead, and grotesque bone spurs pierced through his robes along his back.
At the same moment, the other eight elders also underwent changes. Some had their arms swell several times their original size, their finger bones transforming into jet-black demonic claws; some had blood-red lines cracking on their cheeks, their eyes completely covered by dark red light; some had constantly rotating demonic wheels appearing on their chests, and thick black mist gushing from their mouths and noses with each breath.
Luo Qingchuan's figure suddenly grew taller, his long gray hair danced wildly behind his head, half of his face was covered by hard demonic armor, his right hand gripped the divine weapon tightly, and his entire arm was covered with hideous veins that were connected to the weapon.
The demonic auras of the nine individuals were interconnected, their Fate Soul, essence blood, and Dao foundations all merging into the array diagram. The enormous dark red vertical pupil in the high sky slowly opened, revealing nine overlapping layers of dark demonic prisons deep within its depths, each layer imprisoning countless blurry soul shadows.
The ghostly figures collided repeatedly through the array, emitting hoarse growls that pierced the night and caused debris to fall from the surrounding temple walls. Nine thick demonic chains descended from around the vertical pupils, piercing the backs of the nine elders and causing their auras to continue to rise.
With each rotation of the formation, the light in the elders' area dimmed, and the grass, stone steps, and palace patterns on the ground were tainted by the ancient Gods and Devils energy, gradually turning into a viscous blackish-red color.
Yuan Cangming stood at the deepest part of the array, his body transformed into an ancient demon body over ten feet tall. Four huge wings made of demonic bones unfolded behind him, each wing embedded with countless dark red eyes.
He slowly raised his right hand, and the Fate Soul of the nine elders trembled simultaneously. The nine-layered demonic prison within the array also sank downwards. Heavy pressure gathered from all directions towards Qin Yu's location, causing the ground to sink inch by inch, and even the night sky above was squeezed into layers of black ripples.
"This formation is rooted in the nine demonic veins of my Ancient God Clan, and its chains are the Fate Soul of nine individuals." Yuan Cangming's voice, amplified by the formation diagram, resonated deep within every temple. "Those who enter the formation will first be invaded by the demonic thoughts of the Nine Hells, and then suppressed by the ancient god's Gods and Devils body. Your ability to kill the fifth brother only proves that he underestimated his opponent. Now, with nine people sharing a common life, a common soul, and a common path, I'd like to see how many more you can kill!"
The nine elders roared simultaneously, their voices overlapping as they transformed into demons. The demonic energy within the array immediately churned into nine enormous black and red demonic dragons. Each dragon had three pairs of eyes on its head and a rotating demonic prison in its mouth. Their bodies coiled around the Elders' Temple, completely sealing off the area where Qin Yu was located.
Nine pitch-black light walls rose up on the outer side of the formation, with no gaps between them. The space inside continued to shrink, even the originally calm night behind Qin Yu was pressed into a deep dark red.
Qin Yu stood in the center of the formation, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword held diagonally at his side, his black robe fluttering in the wind under the impact of demonic energy. He did not draw his sword rashly, his gaze slowly sweeping from the formation eye beneath Yuan Cangming's feet over the positions of the other eight people, and then along the nine demonic chains to the dark red vertical pupil in the sky.
The nine people's auras seemed to merge into one, and each time their Fate Soul circulated, they maintained the exact same rhythm. The nine layers of demonic prison within the array were also constantly changing positions. As soon as any place showed a slight fluctuation, it would be quickly filled by the other eight array positions in the next instant.
Qin Yu's gaze grew increasingly calm, and his right hand gripping the sword slowly tightened. He could sense that the true danger of this Nine Hells Heaven-Burying Formation lay not only in the power amplification after demonic transformation.
The nine elders have shared the injuries and Fate Soul through the formation. If one person takes the hit, the other eight will share the damage. If they forcefully strike the core of the formation, the Nine-Layer Demon Prison will switch places in an instant, hiding the true core of the formation within the other eight Fate Soul.
He slowly raised the Silent Origin Stainless Sword of Silent Origin, the greyish-white light on its blade remaining still, his gaze fixed on the subtle changes in each movement of the array diagram. Outside the array, demonic dragons coiled; inside, the Nine Hells sank. The ancient demonic bodies of Yuan Cangming and the others were poised to unleash their power.
Qin Yu remained calm and composed, maintaining his composure amidst the increasingly oppressive aura, awaiting the moment when the Nine Hells Heaven-Burying Formation would truly activate.