188: Let's hunt to our hearts' content today!

That roar was not a sound.

It was an invisible giant hammer, smashing directly onto everyone's Divine Soul.

The Spirit Frost Divine Hall's shield hummed and vibrated, Wang Duojin's face turned pale, and the abacus in his hands almost slipped from his grip.

At the end of the Eye of the Storm.

The Leviathan.

This primordial relic, born in the core of the Shattered Star Sea and feeding on spatial storms, poked its body out from its nest.

It had no fixed form.

It seemed like an aggregation of billions of lightning bolts and endless dark ice crystals; its massive body obscured all light, and its mere existence caused the surrounding Laws of the Void to emit an unbearable wail.

"Gulp."

Wang Duojin swallowed hard.

He looked at the giant beast, feeling that all the Golden Immortals he had seen before were like tame house cats.

But this one before him was a primordial Vicious Beast capable of tearing the world apart.

"Do it!"

Ye Chenfeng's voice broke the dead silence.

He didn't waste any words; the plan was already set, and now all that was needed was execution!

"You got it!"

Wang Duojin was the first to respond, the fear on his face instantly replaced by a merchant's shrewdness.

"All-Heaven Stars! Seal!"

He threw the abacus in his hand violently into the sky.

Three hundred and sixty abacus beads turned into three hundred and sixty brilliant stars, instantly occupying the four corners of the firmament.

An invisible net woven from starlight descended, completely sealing off the Void Realm for billions of miles around the Leviathan.

"Beast! Your opponent is me!"

An even more violent dragon roar exploded from Zhao Wuyou's mouth.

His whole body erupted with golden light, his figure instantly towering to a hundred feet, and ancient, majestic golden dragon scales appeared on every inch of his skin.

Dragon God Transformation!

He shouldered the dragon emperor halberd, without a shred of fear, and like a golden meteor moving in reverse, he actively charged toward the behemoth.

The Leviathan's scarlet eyes finally moved.

It seemed to have developed a sliver of interest in this "little bug" that dared to provoke it.

It casually raised a giant claw condensed from the storm and slapped gently toward Zhao Wuyou.

Boom—

The golden meteor and the black giant claw collided fiercely in the Void Realm.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Only a dull thud that could shatter a Divine Soul.

Zhao Wuyou's hundred-foot-tall Dragon God body flew backward like a pebble hit by a divine mountain.

The dragon emperor halberd in his hand let out a wail, the golden dragon scales shattered inch by inch, and blood sprayed across the sky.

But he held on, taking it head-on.

He used his own body to receive the full force of a blow capable of crushing a star.

"Roar!"

Zhao Wuyou stabilized his figure, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Battle Intent in his eyes increased rather than diminished.

"Thrilling!"

The Leviathan's attack was successfully contained.

"Junior Sister!"

Ye Chenfeng's voice rang out.

On the divine throne, Su Linger's pale face remained without a ripple.

She slowly raised her hand, her ice-blue eyes reflecting that violent storm Domain.

"This realm shall be winter."

The edict was issued.

The entire Spirit Frost Divine Hall shone brilliantly.

A will of extreme cold, originating from the primordial era and transcending all Laws, awakened from within the divine hall.

An invisible Domain expanded instantly.

Wherever it passed, the violent Void Realm storms were frozen, and the chaotic spatial Laws were smoothed out.

The Leviathan's dark storm Domain, capable of tearing everything apart, encountered this kingdom of extreme cold and hissed like boiling water poured on snow, its power greatly diminished.

Opportunity!

Ye Chenfeng, who had been hiding behind Zhao Wuyou, moved.

He did not draw his sword.

He simply raised his right hand calmly, his fingers formed into a sword shape, and slashed remotely toward the giant beast.

There was no sword light.

There was no Sword Qi.

Only a gray crack, so subtle it was almost imperceptible, flashed and vanished in the Void Realm.

One sword, return to nothingness.

Pfft!

A wound deep enough to see the bone appeared out of thin air on the Leviathan's massive body, which was composed of dark ice crystals.

The wound was not large.

But within it, it seemed to contain a collapsing black hole.

It was madly devouring its Origin power.

"Roar—"

Pain appeared for the first time in the roar of this primordial Vicious Beast.

It was completely enraged.

Its scarlet eyes instantly locked onto Ye Chenfeng.

This tiny "bug" had actually injured it!

Unforgivable!

The Leviathan abandoned its suppression of Zhao Wuyou, and its massive body began to dissolve.

It transformed into a more pure, more dark storm of destruction.

The entire core of the Shattered Star Sea trembled under this power.

"Not good!"

Wang Duojin's face changed drastically.

"It's using its ultimate move!"

In the center of the storm, the two scarlet eyes brightened to the extreme.

An aura capable of annihilating all things was gathering madly.

"Sixth Junior Brother!"

Ye Chenfeng's voice remained calm.

In that storm of destruction that would make even a Golden Immortal despair.

A shadow, deeper than the darkness, emerged silently.

Ye Wushang's figure had appeared at the core of the storm, less than a hundred feet from those two blood-colored eyes, without anyone knowing when.

There was no expression on his face.

Only a pair of eyes, darker than the abyss, stared fixedly at a core node in the storm where energy flowed.

"Found it."

He spat out the three words hoarsely.

The next moment.

His entire body transformed into an uncapturable phantom.

The bone blade in his hand stabbed into that core node.

"Ten Thousand Demons Suppress the Prison, Devour!"

Hum—

The imminent storm of destruction suddenly stalled.

The Leviathan's power, condensed to the extreme, was like a punctured balloon, with a tiny gap appearing.

Its Origin power was being madly devoured!

"Now!"

Ye Chenfeng's voice resonated in everyone's minds.

Zhao Wuyou endured his severe injuries, turned into golden light again, and rushed up, using the dragon emperor halberd to firmly hold the outer edge of the storm.

Su Linger urged the divine hall, compressing the extreme cold Domain to the limit, turning it into a ray of ice-blue divine light that shot into the storm, slowing its operation.

Wang Duojin spat out a mouthful of essence blood, reversing the All-Heaven Stars formation, and at the cost of self-destruction, forcibly distorted the spatial Laws of that area.

All efforts were solely to create that fleeting moment!

Ye Chenfeng gripped his sword.

He slowly drew that seemingly ordinary ancient sword.

In his eyes, there were no enemies, no storms, no star sea.

Only pure, sword.

The Chaos Sword Scripture operated madly.

He poured all his understanding of the Dao of the sword and all the power of the Chaos Sword Body into this one strike.

"One sword."

He whispered softly.

"Opening the Heavens."

The sword light shone.

It was a ray of sword light that could not be described in words.

It was as if it were the first ray of light at the beginning of the Universe, or the last flash of extinction at the end of all things.

Wherever the sword light passed, time froze, space shattered, and the Laws were annihilated.

The dark storm, capable of destroying the Immortal Realm, was easily split in two by this sword light.

Along with those two huge, scarlet eyes.

Dead silence.

The storm stopped.

The roar was gone.

That beast body, so huge it blotted out the sky, slowly solidified in the Void Realm, then, like a weathered sand sculpture, shattered inch by inch, turning into the most primitive energy and dissipating in the star sea.

Pfft.

Ye Chenfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale.

This one strike had almost drained all his strength.

Zhao Wuyou changed back from his hundred-foot dragon body to his original form, covered in blood, kneeling half-way in the Void Realm, gasping heavily.

Wang Duojin's abacus was dim and lusterless, and he slumped on the deck of the divine hall as if his bones and muscles had been pulled out.

Ye Wushang's figure reappeared, a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, though his aura was also somewhat chaotic.

Only Su Linger's face had turned a bit paler.

She looked at the huge spatial crack that was completely exposed after the storm dissipated.

And behind the crack, the world of ice and snow radiating endless cold.

Ye Chenfeng followed her gaze, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a calm voice.

"Clean up the battlefield."

His gaze, from beginning to end, never left that crack.

That guard dog at the Peak of the Golden Immortal realm was dead.

Now.

It was time to go get the real big gift.