The fusion of extreme yang and extreme yin gave rise to streams of chaotic energy, black and white swirling, powerfully pushing everything aside.
The Two Forms manifested, inverting to create the Chaos Domain.
However, before Wu Jian and Wu Jian could revel in their triumph for long, Xiong Tongtian’s charged punch struck.
Ma Nanning, on his side, also unleashed his ultimate move.
…
Ma Nanning produced an ancient bronze Kylin seal.
The seal ascended, and a colossal phantom of a Kylin appeared, its body adorned with the Five Virtues: its head bearing "De" (virtue), its tail "Yi" (righteousness), its back "Li" (propriety), its chest "Ren" (benevolence), and its abdomen "Xin" (trustworthiness), an image of an innate, auspicious beast of the Five Virtues.
This phantom of the Five Virtues Kylin was enveloped by rolling, five-colored flames, adding immeasurable might to its presence.
With a stomp of its hoof, the Kylin phantom was above Wu Jian and Wu Jian in the next instant, crashing down mercilessly.
…
On Ma Nanning’s end, finger shadows flashed, and streaks of seven-colored silk shot from his fingertips.
Each strand of seven-colored silk shimmered with spiritual light, containing countless profound mysteries.
A seven-colored silk net, like a heavenly net, ensnared the Wu family's protective Nascent Soul stage Blood Demon Corpse Vine, holding it fast.
No matter how the Nascent Soul stage Blood Demon Corpse Vine struggled, Ma Nanning would not allow it to aid Wu Jian and Wu Jian.
Yet, during the fiercest combat among the seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators, they, intentionally or unintentionally, shifted the battle's aftermath towards the more than ten Core Formation stage cultivators observing from afar!
In a short while, these ten-odd Core Formation stage cultivators were "easily" caught in the residual energies and perished.
Finally, the Chaos Domain, jointly evolved by Wu Jian and Wu Jian, was shattered by the combined efforts of Mao Changan, Pang Wei, Xiong Tongtian, Ma Nanning, and Ji Nianan!
…
At this moment, from within the coffin, a bone-like hand slowly emerged, gripping the edge of the coffin, followed by a figure slowly standing up.
It was the master of the tomb, finally awakened.
…
The master of the tomb was a man of middle age.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them coldly.
…
Before everyone's eyes appeared a desolate, lonely figure.
As the middle-aged man took a step, his aura abruptly shifted; that commanding aura, capable of sweeping across all directions, instantly subdued everyone present.
This man before them had a stern face. Though appearing desolate and solitary, he exuded an indescribable dominance.
It was as if this figure did not belong to this world, perhaps even transcending it.
Though he stood still, he seemed to have merged with the entire world, his being one with heaven and earth, the Great Dao reborn!
…
The middle-aged man opened his eyes. They were entirely crimson, with no whites, no pupils.
Within those indifferent, emotionless eyes, a terrifying, cold demonic nature seethed.
The seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators, who had been fighting fiercely, had not noticed anything amiss until this moment.
The seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators, who had been vying for the Law Crystal, suddenly choked. They all seemed frozen.
All eyes turned to the purple crystal coffin, their hair standing on end.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man opened his mouth, revealing two blood-red fangs, and let out a roar at the sky.
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"
"Buzz!"
A tangible ripple emanated from his body, buzzing ominously.
This palpable wave spread outwards, surging in all directions.
Though invisible to the naked eye, its destructive power on the mental plane was like a roaring tornado, like a catastrophic landslide, surging and immense!
"Puff…"
Along with Mao Changan, Wu Jian, Wu Jian, Mao Changan, Pang Wei, Xiong Tongtian, Ma Nanning, and the other seven, they spat out blood, their minds clearly severely wounded.
"Brother… Run!"
Wu Jian shouted, then without hesitation, rushed towards the tomb’s exit.
Wu Jian, Mao Changan, Pang Wei, Xiong Tongtian, Ma Nanning, and the other six were not a step behind, fleeing with incredible speed!
Seeing the seven flee, the middle-aged man paid them no mind. With a gentle exhale, a vast mass of corpse qi surged forth.
As this corpse qi appeared, it transformed.
Countless streams of corpse qi morphed into blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, and other weapons!
Although formed from corpse qi, each weapon was lifelike, indistinguishable from real ones.
More incredibly, these weapons possessed an utterly sharp aura, capable of shaving off fine hairs and cutting through metal.
Ten thousand weapons, through spatial leaps, struck from behind, intercepting the seven individuals – Mao Changan, Wu Jian, Wu Jian, Mao Changan, Pang Wei, Xiong Tongtian, Ma Nanning – and blocking their path.
Mao Changan roared angrily, spiritual light surging around him. With a wave of his hand, a diagram of four trigrams appeared, then eight trigrams merged, revealing earth, fire, wind, and thunder. He shattered hundreds of the weapons before him.
However, more weapons swarmed towards him. Even the self-detonation of several of his magical treasures had no effect.
After persisting for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he was pierced through the chest by countless weapons, his Nascent Soul and physical body leaving no trace.
Pang Wei’s pupils contracted slightly. In his terror, he couldn't bear it and self-detonated several more magical treasures.
However, this action had no effect whatsoever; it only accelerated his demise.
More weapons converged on him, dismembering him, and his Nascent Soul was naturally shattered into fragments.
Ma Nanning’s back was adorned with a clear Kylin shadow. He unleashed the Kylin seal, suppressing the five elements and nullifying all laws.
However, it was still of no use. Before even the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he was buried by countless weapons.
Xiong Tongtian and Ji Nianan fared no better, being systematically dismantled by the weapons, their Nascent Souls and physical bodies collapsing.
Only Wu Jian and Wu Jian, by ordering the Wu family’s protective Nascent Soul stage Blood Demon Corpse Vine to act as a shield, managed to approach the tomb’s exit.
Seeing the exit so close, Wu Jian’s spirit soared, and he shouted, "Quick, quick, we're about to escape!"
Wu Jian also looked exhilarated. Once they escaped, they were confident they could leave alive.
…
On the other side.
The middle-aged man watched this scene with a playful expression of a cat toying with a mouse. He opened his mouth.
Wu Jian and Wu Jian had already shot tens of miles away…
But when a massive suction force emanated from behind, no matter how hard Wu Jian and Wu Jian struggled, they could not advance even an inch in the air.
Instead, their bodies began to rapidly fly backward towards the tomb master.
"Ah… No… This is impossible…"
A cry of panic and despair came from Wu Jian’s mouth.
But he was utterly powerless to stop himself from flying backward towards the tomb master.
"I am a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, the ancestor of the Wu family, I just obtained the Law Crystal, how can I die here…"
However, this wail, akin to a ghost’s lament, did not halt his backward flight one bit.
At the brink of life and death, a ruthless glint flashed in Wu Jian’s eyes. To Wu Jian's disbelief, he threw several Thunder Fire explosives.
A violent explosion rang out, and Wu Jian, using the force of the blast, temporarily broke free from the suction.
Wu Jian, having narrowly escaped death, had no time to rejoice before his body tightened, and he was being pulled back again.
In horror, Wu Jian turned to look at Wu Jian, who was half-dead from the explosion and filled with hatred!
"I won't die with you! Whoever tries to make me die, I'll make them die first!"
Wu Jian, enraged, did not hesitate to strike his own clansman with a Pure Yang Blazing Palm, reducing him to ashes.
Seizing this opportunity, Wu Jian passed through the tomb’s exit, barely salvaging his life.
And the tomb master, this middle-aged man, for some unknown reason, let Wu Jian go!
…
The tomb master stood in mid-air, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
"Who am I? What is my name…"
"Where do I come from? What is my identity?"
…
In his confusion and bewilderment, he glared and let out a long roar at the sky.
The sound, like metal striking stone, was earth-shattering, piercing through the tomb’s exit and shaking the entire Demon Abyss. Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the demon soil!
This was a top-tier cultivator proficient in the power of laws, his murmurs…
After this outburst, the tomb master seemed to regain his senses.
At this moment, his facial expression became vivid, as if he were alive. The terrifying aura around him gradually receded.
Finally, he scanned his surroundings, and instantly understood everything.
With a deep sigh, he said, "Old friend, it turns out it was you who buried me here after I died in battle…"
"Life is like a lamp extinguished, why go to such lengths?"
At this moment, he recalled his old friends with whom he had fought side by side, sharing life and death.
He recalled the call of an old friend named Hu Jintao, who stood between heaven and earth. He recalled another old friend named Zhang Xin, who was very cheerful.
He recalled the final sigh of their most intelligent friend, Chu Tian.
He recalled the words of their leader, King Qi, before preparing to attack the abyssal demons.
"Since the abyssal demons' greed for humanity has not diminished, and war is unavoidable, why not let it happen sooner?"
"Why are we always passively awaiting attacks from the abyssal demons?"
"Why can’t we proactively launch a devastating war of extermination, wiping out this entire cancerous race of abyssal demons in one fell swoop?"
"For the future of humanity, none of us fear death!!!"
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