691: turtle in a jar

At that critical moment, the very instant Ye Wushang's Primordial Spirit suffered heavy damage and a massive opening appeared in his defenses, a fierce light erupted from Li Cen's eyes like never before!

"Return to Nothingness · Sunset Melt! Explode!"

The dark red core in his hand suddenly detonated, like a supernova exploding!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a terrifying hum as space was compressed to the extreme and then instantly released!

Following that, a blinding white tidal wave of energy, indescribable and composed purely of destructive power, surged outward at a speed that defied thought!

There were no flames, yet it was more terrifying than any fire! Wherever it passed, space silently annihilated and collapsed!

That massive lake formed from the Nine Nether Yellow Springs and countless resentful souls was like ice under the sun; it could not withstand even an instant before being completely swallowed and evaporated by that blinding white tidal wave!

The destructive white light instantly swallowed Ye Wushang's figure completely!

"Ah—! You forced me to do this!!" Ye Wushang, swallowed by the blinding white destructive tidal wave and suffering excruciating pain in his Primordial Spirit, let out a frenzied roar like a trapped beast on the verge of death!

Within that torrent of ultimate destruction, a fluctuation surged forth, even more vicious, even more insane, and carrying the aura of destroying everything to perish together!

A pitch-black light, burning with eerie blood flames, forcibly carved out an area within that blinding white tide of Return to Nothingness!

"Boom—Crackle!!"

At the very same instant Ye Wushang was swallowed by the blinding white torrent of Return to Nothingness and let out his frenzied roar, the crumbling Nine Nether Soul-Extinguishing Formation below finally let out a groan of unbearable strain!

The long-charged God-Extinguishing Cannon beams from the Yin Yang Sect warship, like three spears of Heavenly God judgment, slammed fiercely into the gloomy light barrier that was already riddled with cracks!

That Formation wall, condensed from countless ghosts and fierce spirits, disintegrated instantly over a large area when faced with the ultimate Yang and rigid strangling power of Yin and Yang, much like ice melting under the scorching sun!

"Pfft!"

Tu Wanxiong, acting as the temporary core moderator, felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer! Having already been suppressing his injuries from the previous bombardment, he could no longer hold on; a large mouthful of dark, old blood mixed with fragments of internal organs sprayed out, and his aura instantly withered to the extreme!

He exhausted his last shred of evil Qi trying to stabilize the Formation, but the backlash from the Formation was like a burst dam, furiously crashing against his Meridians and Dantian!

"A perfect opportunity!!" Sky-Rending, who had been lurking like a poisonous snake and waiting for the right moment, felt his blood-red eyes erupt with ecstatic light!

This was the moment he had been waiting for! The Formation was on the verge of breaking, the Nine Nether Sect was too busy to care about anything else, and it was the perfect time for Sky-Rending to escape in the chaos!

"My children! Carve a bloody path for this King! Charge out!" Sky-Rending roared, his voice filled with the urgency of escaping alive!

"Roar—! Clear the path for Lord Sky-Rending!" "Kill!"

The dozens of powerful Yao Beasts, who had long received orders and were viewed as cannon fodder by Sky-Rending, unleashed their final ferocity! They were at least Rank 6, with several Rank 7 Demon Generals, and even led by a Rank 9 One-Horned Lizard Dragon Demon Marshal!

These Yao Beasts' eyes flashed with suicidal madness as their internal Yao Qi was forcibly ignited by Sky-Rending, turning them into streaks of light that burned their life Origin. Fearless of death, they launched a suicide charge toward the weakest point of the Formation, which was also the direction leading to the outside world!

Boom boom boom boom—! The terrifying self-detonations of Yao Qi exploded one after another inside the crumbling Formation! It was like the final straw that broke the camel's back!

"Oh no! The Formation is about to break completely! I can't hold it!" Tu Wanxiong was terrified, feeling the complete shattering sensation coming from the core hub of the Formation!

"Retreat! Abandon the Formation! All Nine Nether Sect members, follow me to support the Vice Sect Master!" Tu Wanxiong made a swift decision and ordered hoarsely, while dragging his broken body, preparing to soar into the sky to help Ye Wushang escape!

"Roar! Retreat!" Seeing the Formation's light barrier shatter and disappear like glass, Sky-Rending was ecstatic. With a flash of Yao light from his massive body, he prepared to take the remaining hundreds of his elite direct subordinates and turn into a blood-escape stream of light to fly away!

However— "Hum!"

A terrifying Sword Intent, cold, murderous, and seemingly capable of freezing space and time, descended without warning!

Centered on Sky-Rending, the space for hundreds of zhang around instantly became viscous and solidified, as if cast in invisible black ice!

Those Yao Beasts that were about to burn their blood essence to launch escape techniques had their movements instantly slowed a thousand-fold, as if they had fallen into the heaviest mire! Even the flow of the raging Yao Qi within their bodies was terrifyingly suppressed!

Nine ancient sword shadows, each with a different form and radiating an intense, murderous intent to slay immortals, appeared out of thin air. They floated in the Void Realm, slowly rotating along mysterious trajectories to form a death Sword Domain that shrouded the heavens and the earth!

Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, First Form—Immortal Trap!

The Domain formed itself, space solidified, and all techniques were forbidden! Those who entered the Formation found their movements sluggish, their Divine Abilities weakened, and their minds were crazily eroded by the boundless killing intent, their fighting spirit waning before the battle even began!

"Pfft!" Sky-Rending, already heavily injured, had his Qi and blood surge in reverse due to this sudden spatial imprisonment and Primordial Spirit impact. Another mouthful of scorching hot Yao blood sprayed out, and his massive body suddenly stalled in mid-air!

"Who?! Who dares to block your Grandfather Sky-Rending's path! Get out here!!"

Sky-Rending was both shocked and furious, his blood-red eyes burning with the rage of being toyed with! He, a dignified Demon King, had actually been trapped like a fish in a net!

A slightly mocking chuckle clearly reached into the sword Formation: "Hehe, Red-haired Teddy, in such a rush to leave? The debt from last time, and today's 'hospitality', we haven't properly settled them yet."

Hearing this unforgettable voice, the scales all over Sky-Rending's body stood on end. His blood-red eyes instantly locked onto the figure outside the sword Formation—a figure that had appeared out of nowhere, dressed in profound black Daoist robes, with a cold smile lingering at the corners of his mouth!

"Yao——De——Long——!!!" Sky-Rending squeezed the name out from between his teeth, his hatred soaring to the heavens! It was this damn kid again! Ruining his plans!

Meanwhile, high above. "Boom!!" The pitch-black light burning with eerie blood flames finally forcibly carved out a distorted space several zhang wide within the blinding white torrent of Return to Nothingness, shielding Ye Wushang's battered and miserable figure within it.

His black robe was torn to shreds, revealing his withered body and skin covered in scorch marks. His aura was fluctuating violently, and dark green blood hung from the corners of his mouth; it was clear he had paid a huge price to barely withstand Li Cen's ultimate killing blow and Yao Delong's sneak attack with his Heart Sword.

He had burned a portion of his Origin! Only then did he manage to buy this glimmer of survival!

"Hoo...hoo..." Li Cen was also severely depleted, his face pale as paper. That "Return to Nothingness · Sunset Melt" had almost drained all of his spiritual power. If it hadn't been for Yao Delong's Heart Sword interfering with Ye Wushang, he likely would have suffered a backlash.

He quickly swallowed a "Primordial Origin Qi-Recovery Pill" secretly concocted by the Yin Yang Sect, seizing the time to recover.

The Yin Yang Sect warship and the surviving Cultivators, including Hall Master Li from Myriad Sword Valley, finally broke free from the suppression of the Nine Nether Soul-Extinguishing Formation. They gathered behind Li Cen, confronting Ye Wushang from a distance. Below, Sky-Rending and his remaining forces, trapped by the Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, had become turtles in a jar.

Ye Wushang gasped for breath, his sinister gaze sweeping over the trapped Yao Race below, then locked tightly onto Yao Delong, who was smiling at him from the edge of the sword Formation in the distance! That bizarre, peerless attack that struck directly at the Primordial Spirit was definitely done by this kid!