391: Infiltration and assault!

“Five Saint-Grade auras! Four of them... are asleep! The other one must be the Source Master!” Xue Tian’s blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, his voice as solid as iron.

“Old Ancestor, do you have a plan?” Xiao Zhuo’s gaze was sharp as he scanned the giant city in the distance, which exuded an ominous aura.

“This place must be the ‘Source Master’s’ lair! He’s suffering from a backlash, and dragging this out will only force him to awaken the sleepers... How about we conceal our auras and catch him off guard!” A bloody light flashed in Xue Tian’s eyes, and a decisive, murderous aura emanated from his body.

“That suits me perfectly!” Xiao Zhuo nodded. Xue Tian’s idea was identical to his own.

He was confident that the Heavenly Illusion Sacred Art was sufficient to deceive everyone in this place without the Law of the Great Dao, but Xue Tian’s method of concealment... his mind stirred slightly, but he didn’t ask further.

The two exchanged a look, and light and shadow flowed around them, instantly changing their appearances.

Xiao Zhuo transformed into a six-winged angel with golden hair, blue eyes, and patterned skin.

Xue Tian was even more flamboyant, directly transforming into an eight-winged angel with a fierce aura.

These were precisely the native forms they had seen in the destroyed city; now, borrowing these bodies, it was a perfect disguise.

Concealing their auras, the two flapped their wings and ascended, controlling their speed to the level of an ordinary Profound Demon, flying towards the giant city.

As they approached the giant city, they could see many floating islands on the periphery.

Countless floating islands surrounded the giant city, and on them, angels and demons surprisingly lived side-by-side, even occasionally interacting!

This sight deepened the suspicion in Xiao Zhuo’s heart—what exactly had happened within the shattered realm?

How could the Angel Race and Demon Race, who had been hostile for countless millennia, be so harmonious?

A hundred-zhang giant gate stood majestically!

Its pure white body, adorned with gold and silver carvings, exuded a cold and unfamiliar exotic style.

On either side of the gate stood two guards: to the left, a giant demon clad in dark purple scales with massive horns on his forehead; to the right, a six-winged female angel with unfurled golden wings and a graceful physique. Both were five zhang tall, their auras as imposing as sculptures, yet their life fluctuations were like dormant volcanoes.

Angels and demons moved back and forth like weaving shuttles, the city gate bustling with activity.

Xiao Zhuo and Xue Tian mingled with the “returning to the city” crowd, landing on the giant city’s platform and walking towards the massive gate without a change in expression.

One hundred zhang... eighty zhang... fifty zhang... A cold, unheralded warning, like a steel needle, pierced into Xiao Zhuo’s Sea of Consciousness! The long-absent Danger Perception frantically screamed a warning!

“Retreat!” Xiao Zhuo whispered, grabbing Xue Tian without hesitation, turning and flying away!

Several gazes swept over them, carrying a hint of doubt, but seeing the two quickly depart, they didn’t investigate further.

After fleeing several hundred li, Xue Tian’s blood-red eyes stared at Xiao Zhuo, silently asking a question.

“That gate... is strange!” Xiao Zhuo’s expression was solemn. “There must be a recognition Restriction that we couldn’t detect; it can’t be fooled by appearance!”

Xue Tian looked at the barrier/boundary shrouding the giant city, which glowed with a deep blue light, his brows tightly furrowed.

The two had already investigated earlier; this alien Formation was profound and difficult to understand, not something that could be broken in a short time.

“Only one method left!” Xue Tian’s eyes surged with blood-red killing Qi, his killing intent chilling.

“Feint!” Xiao Zhuo interjected, a silver gleam flashing in his eyes. “Old Ancestor, you attack and draw their attention, I’ll sneak in! With the two extremes crystal in hand, I can pinpoint the Origin fastest!”

The two had come to the same conclusion.

Xiao Zhuo flicked a finger, and a condensed Divine Sense imprint flew towards Xue Tian: “Old Ancestor, cover me, but don’t get entangled in battle! If any of the sleepers awaken, retreat quickly! After I succeed, use this imprint to communicate and rendezvous!”

Xue Tian snatched the imprint, and a flash of blood-light absorbed it: “Good! Be careful!”

Xiao Zhuo’s figure faded, silently sneaking beneath the giant city, pressing close to the barrier/boundary that glowed with a cold blue light.

His silver pupils opened and closed, the power of Void Tempering operating to its extreme, locking onto the flow of the barrier/boundary’s energy.

A moment later.

“Here it comes!”

Boom—!!!

An earth-shattering roar erupted from the dome! The entire giant city seemed to be violently struck by an invisible giant hammer, trembling fiercely!

A towering, blood-colored phantom of a Demon God condensed above the barrier/boundary, and Old Ancestor Xue Tian’s roar shook the Void Realm: “Source Master! Get out here and die!”

The barrier/boundary’s blue light flashed wildly, and energy frantically converged on the attacked point above.

Under Xiao Zhuo’s silver pupils, the barrier/boundary’s light at his feet visibly dimmed!

“One-tenth... not enough!” Xiao Zhuo’s heart was like still water, his figure moving like a ghost, clinging to the barrier/boundary, searching for the most perfect weak point.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!!!

Xue Tian held nothing back! Dozens of thousand-zhang giant swords, condensed from pure killing intent and blood Qi, carrying the power to destroy everything, rained down like a furious storm!

The barrier/boundary’s blue light fluctuated violently, its color rapidly fading from a deep ocean blue to a fragile lake blue, with cracks subtly appearing!

“Outsider! How dare you pursue me to this place!!!” An enraged roar erupted from within the city, carrying clear signs of weakness and shock.

A ten-thousand-zhang divine body, composed of ethereal blue energy, rose with a thunderous roar—it was the Source Master!

His giant palm pierced through the tottering barrier/boundary, grabbing fiercely at the Demon God formed by Xue Tian with boundless might!

“Hahahaha! As expected, the Origin is injured! Even now, you don’t dare reveal your true body?” Xue Tian laughed wildly, his Demon God body also surged in size, a blood-colored flower bud blooming between his brows, and a sky-obscuring blood-fist, without dodging, met the attack head-on!

“Open for this Venerable!”

Dong—!!!

Fist and palm collided! It was as if two stars had crashed into each other! The terrifying shockwave transformed into a tangible, annular Qi wave, sweeping across all directions!

The already violently fluctuating barrier/boundary let out a groan of unbearable strain, its blue light instantly dimming to near transparency, fluctuating violently like boiling water!

“Now is the moment!”

Below, the silver light in Xiao Zhuo’s eyes surged like lightning!

The jade blood, which had long been ready, let out a clear cry like a Dragon’s roar. Its sword body, entwined with destructive dark-gold lightning, transformed into a cold light that tore through space, piercing with incomparable precision towards the point he had been observing for a long time—a spot where the blue light was weakest!

Chila—bang!

After a harsh tearing sound, there was the crisp crack of the barrier/boundary shattering!

A hole, just large enough for one person, instantly burst open!

Xiao Zhuo’s figure transformed into a blurred phantom, flashing through like lightning in the thousandth of a second before the barrier/boundary’s self-repairing blue light could close!

The jade blood was retracted into his body, and the barrier/boundary healed.

Xiao Zhuo’s figure had already appeared inside the giant city.

He slightly raised his fingertip, and the two extremes crystal floated out, emitting a faint but incredibly clear pulse, like a heart, pointing towards a certain direction deep within the giant city.

“Found it!” A cold light flashed in Xiao Zhuo’s eyes, without the slightest hesitation.

Space subtly twisted beside him, and the power of the Universe Extreme Divine Body forcibly tore open a rift. He stepped in, his figure completely merging into the Void Realm.

At this moment, within a magnificent thousand-zhang hall, as grand as a mountain, in the center of the giant city.

On the throne, an old man in gray robes suddenly opened his eyes!

His aura was extremely unstable, his face flushed abnormally, and there was even a trace of un-wiped blue-gold blood at the corner of his mouth—this person was “Source Master” Dilamon.

Xue Tian’s furious attack, transmitted through his Incarnation, worsened his already severe backlash injuries, his internal power surging wildly like an uncontrolled torrent.

“Damn it! This outsider Demon God... his power is so ferocious!” Dilamon clutched his chest, his eyes filled with resentment and shock.

He never expected that the two extremes crystal he relied on would not only be stolen, but the opponent would also dare to strike directly at his heart!

What made him even more apprehensive was that the young man who could sense the location of the sacred crystal and withstand the Taboo Power... was still nowhere to be seen!

Outside the hall, the Demon God Incarnation of Xue Tian was frantically bombarding the tottering barrier/boundary. Dilamon’s ethereal blue giant body was firmly suppressed inside the barrier/boundary, only able to passively defend.

Countless natives in the city were praying, their Power Of Faith transforming into shimmering white light dots that converged on the giant body, barely maintaining the precarious defense line.

“No! If this continues, the barrier/boundary will surely break! That brat must have already infiltrated! He’s looking for... looking for source radiance!” Dilamon’s face changed drastically, no longer holding any shred of hope. “My reputation... I can’t worry about it anymore! I must awaken them!”

A hint of heartache and resolve flashed in his eyes. His withered fingers trembled as he fiercely pressed a very hidden indentation on the armrest of the throne, covered with ancient runes!

Om... A deep, ancient, terrifying tremor, as if from the depths of the Nine Nether, slowly awakened from deep beneath the hall!

Like an ancient Vicious Beast in slumber, it opened its first eye.

Almost simultaneously, Xiao Zhuo’s figure appeared like a ghost, silently and without a trace, in the shadow of a massive pillar in this magnificent hall.

His gaze was like lightning, instantly locking onto the aura- disorder Dilamon on the throne, and the action of his hand, which was activating some Restriction!

Xiao Zhuo’s heart stirred slightly.

He felt it! Not just Dilamon!

Deep beneath the hall, four terrifying auras, like primordial giant beasts, that had been dormant for an unknown number of years... like still water into which a stone had been thrown, the first ripple spread!

They had awakened!

Time, at this moment, seemed to freeze.

Dilamon’s finger, activating the Restriction, had not yet lifted; Xiao Zhuo’s figure had just solidified in the shadows; and the vast, boundless will of the four awakened beings deep underground... had already, like a cold tide, silently swept over the entire hall!