244: Chapter 243 All phenomena are empty, only the Tao is eternal.

As Li Gou's voice fell, a burst of whispering immediately broke out among the surrounding crowd.

The Cultivators who were originally shrouded in fear now had a hint of expectation in their eyes, as if waiting to watch a good show.

Although they did not dare to blatantly provoke this group of ruthless people, if someone took the lead, they wouldn't mind pushing things along.

After all, no one wanted to watch this heaven-sent Opportunity right before their eyes and be unable to touch it.

If Su Lin truly had a way, then they might be able to follow behind and get a share of the leftovers.

If Su Lin was just bluffing, then watching him make a fool of himself, or even die within the Formation, would be a kind of psychological comfort.

"Indeed, since Senior Su speaks so logically, why not show us a thing or two to open our eyes?"

"If you can break the Formation, we will certainly follow Senior Su's lead!"

Several Cultivators hiding behind the crowd echoed sarcastically.

"Seeking death!"

How could Su Hongling's fiery temper endure this?

She suddenly shouldered her great sword and strode in front of Li Gou, looking down at the man with the mustache from a height.

"What kind of thing are you? Are you even worthy of questioning my Revered Master?"

"Believe it or not, I will stuff you into that Formation right now and let you personally experience what an understanding of the Dao is!"

Li Gou's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

The fame of this red-clothed Female Demon Lords was built on actual combat.

But his eyes darted around, and he immediately put on a wronged expression, shouting loudly:

"What? Are you going to kill me to silence me because I hit the nail on the head?"

"Everyone is watching! Is this the so-called demeanor of a high-level expert? I think you simply don't dare!"

"You are just relying on your numbers to bully us Loose Cultivators!"

"You!" Su Hongling was so angry that she raised her sword to strike.

"Hong Ling, step back."

Su Lin's calm voice came through.

Su Hongling's movement stalled; she glared at Li Gou unwillingly, spat fiercely, and then retreated to Su Lin's side.

"Revered Master, for this kind of petty person, just kill him directly. Why bother talking to him?"

Luo Ximei played with a wisp of Devilish Qi in her hand, her eyes cold.

"Killing him would only dirty my hands."

Su Lin did not look at Li Gou; his gaze remained on that magnificent [gate of all wonders].

"Besides, he is not wrong."

"Since we are here, we can't just stand here blowing in the wind forever."

Su Lin walked slowly, stepping out from the crowd to the open space in front of the gate.

There, where Venerable Ming Gu had disappeared, a faint scent of blood and the remnants of Law fluctuations still lingered in the air.

"Since you want to see, I will let you see clearly."

Su Lin turned his head and gave Li Gou a slight smile.

That smile was very gentle, but in Li Gou's eyes, it was more terrifying than a malevolent ghost.

"However, watching the show requires a ticket."

"Later, keep up closely, and don't fall behind."

After speaking, Su Lin ignored the crowd and walked alone toward the terrifying gate that had swallowed a Mahayana Stage powerhouse.

"Revered Master!"

Cold Moon called out with some worry.

"Don't worry."

Su Lin waved his hand, indicating that they did not need to follow.

"A mere [Great Void Annihilation Formation] cannot stop me."

He walked very slowly, every step seemingly the result of precise calculation.

When he was only ten zhang away from the gate, the silver ripples rippled out once again.

"It's coming!"

A burst of exclamation erupted from the crowd.

Everyone held their breath, staring fixedly at Su Lin's back.

Just a moment ago, Venerable Ming Gu had been instantly obliterated by this ripple at this very position.

Facing that Law ripple capable of stripping away time and crushing a Physical Body, Su Lin did not prop up a Protective Aura like Venerable Ming Gu, nor did he sacrifice any defensive Magic Treasure.

"What is he doing? Is he seeking death?!"

"He's not even activating any defense?!"

Li Qingyun sneered from a distance: "Playing tricks, I'll watch how he dies!"

However, in the next second, a scene that no one expected occurred.

Just as the silver ripple was about to touch the corner of Su Lin's clothes, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared around Su Lin's body.

At the center of Su Lin's brow, the [Myriad Heavens Star Chart] appeared faintly.

Every acupoint in his body lit up at this moment, as if his body contained a vast starry sky.

"All Laws are empty, only the Dao is eternal."

Su Lin whispered.

He extended his right hand, fingers spread, and pressed lightly against the incoming silver ripple.

That ripple, which could even destroy a Mahayana Stage Protective Aura, actually stopped the moment it touched Su Lin's palm.

Like a rushing river encountering a watershed, the silver ripple automatically split in front of Su Lin, sliding past both sides of his body without harming him in the slightest!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Li Gou's eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.

"He... he actually made the Law yield?!"

"No! It's not yielding!"

In the distance, Old Ancestor Cang Ming suddenly stood up straight, nearly snapping the pipe in his hand, his eyes filled with shock.

"He is assimilating!"

"His own frequency has reached alignment with the Law frequency of that Formation!"

"At that moment, he is a part of the Formation!"

"Heavens... such control over the Law... is he really only at the Body Integration Stage?!"

Su Lin ignored the amazement behind him.

He opened his eyes, a galaxy rotating within his pupils.

His footsteps changed; though seemingly disorganized, every step precisely landed on the nodes of the Formation.

That was the location of the only Birth Gate of the [Great Void Annihilation Formation], as well as the gaps in the flow of the Law.

These gaps were extremely tiny and changed constantly; the slightest error would mean eternal damnation.

But in the eyes of Su Lin, bolstered by the [Myriad Heavens Star Chart] and the [world core], the trajectories of these changes were as clear as the lines on a palm.

One step, two steps, three steps.

He was like someone taking a stroll in his own back garden, leisurely walking through that forbidden zone of death.

The silver ripples swirled around him, but instead of harming him, they actively paved a shimmering silver path for him.

Until he stood directly beneath the gate, completely unscathed.

Su Lin turned around and gave a faint smile to the group of Cultivators who were already dumbfounded.

"This is the desperate land in your eyes?"

"It is nothing more than this."

This phrase, 'nothing more than this,' was light, yet it was like a resounding slap in the face to everyone present.

Especially Li Gou, who had been clamoring just now; he stood with his mouth open, unable to say a word.

"Revered Master is mighty!!"

Su Hongling was the first to react, jumping up excitedly and crushing the bricks on the ground.

"Did you see that! Did you see that! This is my Revered Master!"

"You country bumpkins, you dared to question my Revered Master? Are your eyes blind?!"

Luo Ximei also covered her mouth and chuckled, her heterochromatic eyes filled with pride and obsession.

"As expected of the man I chose, he is always so dazzling no matter the time."

"Come over."

Su Lin stood under the gate and beckoned to his disciples.

"Follow my footprints; do not take a single wrong step."

"Yes!"

The five of them did not hesitate in the slightest, immediately flying up.

They had absolute trust in Su Lin; even if there were mountains of blades and seas of fire ahead, as long as their Revered Master said they could go, they would dare to jump with their eyes closed.

Cold Moon walked at the very front, her every step strictly falling according to Su Lin's trajectory.

Sure enough, those terrifying silver ripples became gentle around her as well.

The six of them lined up, like butterflies weaving through flowers, traversing the gaps of death, and soon arrived at Su Lin's side.

Seeing the Revered Master and his five disciples standing safely under the gate, the Cultivators in the back finally couldn't hold back.

"They're in!"

"Quick! We should follow too!"

"We just need to step in their footprints!"

Greed once again triumphed over fear.

With someone taking the lead, the rest instantly went mad.

Countless Cultivators swarmed forward, scrambling to rush into that 'safe passage.'

Li Gou was not to be outdone; relying on his agile movement techniques, he squeezed to the very front like a loach.

"Hehe, Su Lin, thank you for clearing the way!"

He was secretly delighted as he pinpointed the first landing spot Su Lin had stepped on and took a step onto it.

However, the moment his foot touched the ground.

The originally gentle silver ripples suddenly became violent.

That so-called safe passage instantly changed after Su Lin and the others left.

The nodes of the Formation were fluid; the Birth Gate of one second could be the Death Gate of the next!

Li Gou only had time to let out a terrified scream.

In the next instant, a silver ripple swept across his waist.

His upper body maintained its forward momentum, while his lower body remained in place.

Then, his body was like a rock that had been weathered for a thousand years, rapidly disintegrating and turning into a wisp of dust.

"Aaaah!!"

The Cultivators following behind couldn't stop themselves, crashing into that death zone one after another.

Screams of agony rose one after another.

It was a massacre.

In just a few breaths, dozens more Cultivators perished.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The remaining people suffered Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering from fear, crawling and rolling back to the shore, never daring to cross the forbidden line again.

They looked at that gate in terror, and then at the cold man in green standing beneath it.

"He... he did it on purpose!"

Someone pointed at Su Lin with a trembling finger.

"He knew all along that the Formation would change! He wanted to kill us! He used our lives to fill this Formation!"

Facing the accusation, Su Lin stood at the high point, the expression on his face not showing even a hint of fluctuation.

The wind blew his robes, making him look like a deity looking down upon all living beings.

"I harmed you?"

Su Lin's voice was cold and heartless, piercing through the sea breeze and falling clearly into everyone's ears.

"The path is beneath your feet; the Dao is before your eyes.

I can walk through because I have the Dao in my heart, with lotuses blooming with every step.

You cannot because you have only greed in your hearts, with an abyss at every step."

"I said long ago that this place tests one's understanding of the Great Dao."

"If you only want to take shortcuts and step in others' footprints, this is the result."

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to that group of ants wailing on the edge of death.

A clear sword hum suddenly came from the crowd.

"Zheng!"

This sword hum was not for an attack, but to ask the way.

Su Lin's hand paused slightly, but he did not look back.

"Finally, there's one with a brain."

From among the terrified, retreating Cultivators in the back, a young man with a long sword on his back and simple clothes slowly walked out.

His name was Mo Chen, an unknown Loose Cultivator swordsman in the cultivation world.

He did not look at the corpses that had turned to ash, nor did he look at the gate that was about to open; his gaze was fixed on the path Su Lin had just walked.

There was nothing there, and even the footprints had disappeared.

But in Mo Chen's eyes, an intent remained there.

"It's not the steps, it's the rhythm."

Mo Chen closed his eyes, the long sword in his hand trembling slightly.

"When he was walking, he wasn't avoiding the ripples, but harmonizing with them."

"Like a fish in water, flowing with the current; like a fallen leaf in the wind, dancing with the breeze."

"That is... conforming to the Heavenly Dao and resonating with it!"

He did not rush in like those fools before him, nor did he try to step where Su Lin had stepped.

He stood at the edge of the Formation, took a deep breath, and then took his first step.

This step looked wobbly, even a bit staggering, as if he were drunk.

"What is he doing? Is he seeking death?"

"Mad! Another madman!"

The surrounding Cultivators looked at him in terror, as if they had already seen him turning to ash.

However, the expected destruction did not descend.

The terrifying silver ripple rippled over, and the moment it touched the corner of Mo Chen's clothes, it naturally split and flowed past.

Cold sweat broke out on Mo Chen's forehead, but the smile on his lips grew wider.

"Indeed!"

"It's not resistance, it's integration!"

"All things have a rhythm, and Formations are no different!"

He no longer hesitated; his footsteps became lighter and lighter, his figure moving left and right in the Void Realm, seemingly without pattern, but every step precisely landed on those constantly changing Birth Gate nodes.

One step, two steps, three steps... he was like a dancer on the edge of a blade, weaving through the gaps of death with ease.

"Eh?"

Luo Ximei, who was standing by Su Lin's side and playing with her hair out of boredom, couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation and turned her head.

"Revered Master, it seems they aren't all fools."

"A bit interesting."

Su Hongling also shouldered her great sword and looked over, raising an eyebrow.

"This kid's Sword Intent is a bit weak, but his brain works quite well."

Mo Chen was not the only one.

On the other side of the crowd, an old woman with a compass in her hand and a head full of white hair also moved.

She was a grandmaster of Formations named Heavenly Calculation Granny.

She did not rely on intuition and Sword Intent like Mo Chen; instead, her hands quickly manipulated the compass while she muttered under her breath.

"I see! This Formation is simulating the movement of the stars; although it changes constantly, all changes ultimately return to the source!"

"As long as the trajectory is calculated correctly, this is a smooth path!"

Heavenly Calculation Granny laughed loudly, put away her compass, waved her large sleeves, and with wind at her feet, she strode directly into the Formation.

The route she took was different from Su Lin's and Mo Chen's, but it was equally perilous but safe.

The silver ripples wove into a net around her, but they could never touch her body, as if she were a part of the Formation itself.

Next, an ascetic monk clad in a kasaya, hands pressed together while chanting a Buddhist mantra, walked in one step at a time.