132: Nascent Soul Escapes, Battle of Divine Senses

"Little Beast, how dare you!"

The Nascent Soul, fleeing for its life, shrieked, its Soul trembling as it saw the five-colored divine sword in Shen Yuanmo's palm.

It smelled the scent of death.

Not the death of its Physical Body from before, but true death, where even its Nascent Soul Origin would be completely erased!

As a Nascent Soul True Lord, it understood the power of Law better than anyone.

That was the fundamental rule supporting the operation of a world, something desirable but unattainable.

Even after a thousand years of arduous Cultivation, it could only borrow a tiny fraction of the superficial aspect of the death Law, which was enough to allow it to run rampant in one area.

But what was this monster in front of it doing?

He extracted the five elements laws from heaven and earth, molding them into a sword as casually as a craftsman kneading clay!

This had already exceeded the scope of understanding; it was a devastating subversion of a Nascent Soul Cultivator's worldview!

"What exactly are you?!"

The Nascent Soul shrieked miserably, its speed surging once more, even the light on its surface dimming, like a candle flickering in the wind.

It had burned its Origin.

It was truly scared.

Truly terrified.

Having Cultivated for a thousand years, climbing from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to the Nascent Soul realm, it had witnessed countless Geniuses and slain countless Prodigies.

It once thought it stood at the pinnacle of all living beings, looking down upon the world's tides. But only today did it understand what true despair was.

It didn't want to die! It absolutely could not die in this inexplicable, cursed place!

As long as its Nascent Soul could escape, even if it became a Loose Cultivator, even if it hid for decades, or even centuries, it would always have a chance to rise again!

However, the only response it received was a voice so cold it carried no emotion.

The voice seemed not to travel through the air but to directly resonate within its Divine Soul, possessing a metallic quality.

"Who am I?"

Shen Yuanmo, clad in dark golden armor, slightly tilted his head. A hint of cat-and-mouse amusement was reflected in his eyes, burning with five-colored glazed light.

"I am the one who kills you."

As his words fell.

He made no other movements, merely raising the arm that held the Law divine sword and gently waving it towards the Nascent Soul, which had already transformed into a streak of light in the sky.

The gesture was effortless, as if brushing dust from his sleeve.

"Slash."

One word, and the Law followed his command.

Buzz!

The five elements laws divine sword silently vanished from his palm.

It did not flee into the Void Realm but directly merged into the rules of this world.

The next instant, it pierced through the distance of space, appearing behind the Nascent Soul, quietly slicing down towards its back!

Ignoring distance, ignoring speed, ignoring all Divine Ability barriers!

This was a guaranteed kill strike from the five elements laws!

"No—!"

A sense of being locked on, of utter despair, instantly seized the Nascent Soul's entire mind.

It felt as if it had become a fly stuck in a spiderweb, no matter how it struggled, it could not escape the threads of death entangling it from all directions.

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run!

It spun around abruptly, its three-inch small face contorted with madness!

Since it couldn't escape, then it would destroy everything!

"Die! Then let's die together!"

The Nascent Soul power within its body began to reverse wildly, and an energy capable of destroying heaven and earth rapidly brewed within its tiny form!

"Netherworld Divine Explosion!"

It actually intended to self-detonate its Nascent Soul!

The self-detonation of a Nascent Soul True Lord possessed enough power to reduce hundreds of miles to scorched earth, overturn mountains, and dry up rivers.

Linjiang City below, along with the hundreds of thousands of Mortals and Cultivators within, would be completely vaporized in that instant, leaving not even a speck of dust!

At this moment, Shen Yuanmo's gaze pierced through the Void Realm, as if he saw the anxious and despairing faces of his clansmen, Shen Zongdao, Shen Qiming, in the ancestral hall.

Beneath the glazed mask, Shen Yuanmo's cold eyes instantly froze into ten-thousand-year profound ice.

"You want to die at my doorstep?"

A trace of genuine anger entered his voice.

"You don't have the qualifications!"

"Divine Sense, suppress it for me!"

Boom—!!!!

An indescribable will, like the collapse of the heavens, like divine punishment, descended with a roar!

The wildly expanding Nascent Soul suddenly paused.

In its terrified perception, the sounds, light, and Laws of the entire world were all stripped away in that instant.

Between heaven and earth, there remained only a pair of cold, glazed eyes looking down upon it.

Its thoughts were frozen, its consciousness sinking into an endless mire, unable to even form the simplest thought.

The thought of detonating its Nascent Soul was forcibly choked by this will, as if an invisible giant hand had clamped its throat, unable to transmit further.

The runaway energy within its body was actually forced back by this invisible power!

"Na... Nascent Soul Divine Sense?!"

"No! Stronger than mine?!"

"How... how is this possible... you are clearly just Golden Core..."

On the Nascent Soul's face, that last trace of madness was completely replaced by a bone-deep, incomprehensible terror.

Golden Core cultivation.

A Physical Body comparable to a Nascent Soul.

Now, even his Divine Soul was at the Nascent Soul level, even stronger than this old Nascent Soul who had been immersed in this Dao for hundreds of years!

This was an old monster disguised as a Golden Core!

He finally understood.

Why Ghost Shadow died.

Why he was defeated so thoroughly, without even a trace of room to resist.

Endless regret, like the most vicious curse, gnawed at every inch of his Divine Soul.

If only... there were no if only.

Just as his mind faltered and his will was completely crushed.

Pfft!

The five-colored Law sword silently slashed onto its body.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling blood light.

The crystal-clear Nascent Soul, like a balloon gently pricked by a needle, its circulating precious light rapidly dimmed.

A terrifying crack ran from its crown straight down to its feet.

It could feel its hard-won Nascent Soul, its comprehension of the death Law, its Origin imprint existing in this world... being madly, irreversibly, sliced away and obliterated along that crack!

"Ah ah ah ah—!"

The Nascent Soul let out an inhuman shriek, its body flickering between bright and dim, as if it would completely disintegrate the next second.

Its Dao path was severed!

Even if it miraculously survived, it would be utterly crippled, its cultivation constantly plummeting, eventually becoming inferior to even an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator!

This outcome was ten thousand times more painful than death!

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Its last shred of rationality was devoured by endless venomous hatred.

It burned the last trace of its Origin, squeezed out the final wisp of Divine Soul power, transforming into a faint but resolute streak of blood light, crashing desperately towards Shen Yuanmo!

It no longer sought to harm the enemy, only to use its final trace to leave its own mark on this devil!

"A death struggle."

Shen Yuanmo looked at the fearless streak of blood light, his eyes completely unmoved.

He didn't even bother to raise his hand again.

With just a thought.

Within his vast and boundless Sea of Consciousness, that Divine Soul sword, tempered by countless Sword Intent and long thirsting for battle, fiercely unsheathed!

An invisible, yet sharp Divine Soul Sword Intent, capable of severing Karma and destroying Reincarnation, burst forth from his body!

Chii—

The moment the streak of blood light touched this Divine Soul Sword Intent, it was like hot soup poured on snow, without even a ripple, it was neatly split down the middle and instantly melted away.

The venomous and insane expression on the Nascent Soul's face froze.

Replaced by eternal blankness and emptiness.

Its consciousness, its memories, its everything, were completely erased by this sword from the most fundamental level.

The Nascent Soul's severed remnant body slowly transformed into specks of pure, ownerless spiritual light in mid-air, scattering between heaven and earth.

The Netherworld Path's Nascent Soul True Lord.

Perished!

Completely, body and Soul annihilated.

When the last wisp of spiritual light vanished without a trace, this world, which had been shrouded in terrifying pressure for a long time, finally returned to peace.

Shen Yuanmo slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

He could clearly feel that the five-colored Golden Core in his Dantian had dimmed by nearly half.

Operating the great five elements glazed armor for high-intensity combat consumed a terrifying amount of magical power.

With a thought, the dark golden armor covering his entire body began to decompose. Arm guards, chest plate, leg guards, helmet... transformed into five streams of light, re-entering his body and reverting to the form of five Spirit Treasures, quietly suspended within his Dantian.

The Golden Core Great Perfection pressure that had crushed the heavens and earth also vanished into thin air.

His cultivation returned to Peak Golden Core Middle Stage.

A sense of exhaustion from the depths of his Soul surged like a tide. This was not merely the consumption of magical power, but the overdrawing of his mental energy.

But he didn't look at the sky; instead, he slowly turned and looked towards the Shen Family ancestral hall.

Across the vast distance, he seemed to feel the Divine Sense of his clansmen, mixed with worry, fear, and anticipation.

That was his root.

The source and meaning of all his power.

The corners of his lips, which had been taut for a long time, finally curved into a genuine, weary smile.

From today onwards.

In Baiyue Prefecture, in Qingzhou, he would be invincible among those below the Nascent Soul realm!