251: A Stormy Scheme, Using Oneself as Bait

Within the annihilation space storm, there was a deathly silence.

The triangular death zone, formed by the convergence of three terrifying spatial currents, returned to an eerie calm after devouring Dragon Emperor Ao Guang and his earth-shattering attack.

As if nothing had happened.

But everyone knew that just a moment ago, a Peak Spirit Transformation Late Stage mighty figure, who stood at the apex of the Endless Sea and commanded billions of aquatic creatures, had simply vanished.

Dying silently.

Dying in extreme humiliation.

Dragon Emperor Ao Guang, a genuine Peak Spirit Transformation Late Stage mighty figure, was erased from existence right under everyone's noses by that black sword light which borrowed the power of the annihilation storm.

Along with his Nascent Soul, Dao Artifact, and all traces of his existence, he was completely wiped from this world.

Ancestor Xuan Ming's Escape Light (escape light) suddenly paused, the muscles on his withered old face twitching violently out of control, as if countless small insects were crawling beneath his skin.

Dead?

Ao Guang... just died like that?

That Yao Race emperor, who had contended with him for thousands of years and whose Physical Body was so formidable it could directly clash with his Myriad Devil True Intent, was actually played to death by a Human Race junior who wasn't even at the Soul Transformation stage, using the might of heaven and earth in an almost playful manner?

A chill originating from the depths of Ancestor Xuan Ming's Soul uncontrollably shot up from his tailbone to the top of his head.

What kind of monster is this junior!

On the other side, Imperial Uncle of Great Qian Ji Changkong also stopped his steps, his face ashen, and the majestic Human Emperor Dragon Qi swirling around him dimmed a few shades.

In his usually authoritative and domineering eyes, there was now only a thick, inky dread.

He asked himself, even if he himself faced Ao Guang at his Peak, it would take some effort to determine a victor.

But this young man, despite being heavily injured and having exhausted his magical power, had, amidst casual conversation, lured a fellow-rank expert into a death trap, using another's hand to kill!

This level of calculation, this Heart-Nature, this absolute control over the battle situation, had far exceeded the scope of a 'junior', even making him feel a hint of fear.

Even the Half-step Void Return Old Monster Cang Xuan, who had always walked with a leisurely pace as if everything was under control, now halted his faltering steps.

For the first time, his cloudy old eyes revealed genuine surprise and scrutiny.

He saw deeper than anyone else.

That young man didn't just utilize the annihilation space storm.

The moment he triggered the clash of those three spatial currents, his understanding and application of the Law of Space had reached an inconceivable Realm.

It was an intuition close to the Dao, a terrifying method of transforming Chaos into order, and then detonating that order into destruction!

That was not a method a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator could possess!

This young man harbors an immense secret!

And far behind, Solitary City Ye, standing with his sword, gazed at the eternal darkness, his fervent Battle Intent not only undiminished but burning even more fiercely, almost solidifying into sword light ready to burst forth.

What a brilliant use of another's hand to kill!

What a brilliant use of heaven and earth as a sword!

This person's Sword Dao has already transcended the shackles of form, not confined to the three-foot green blade in his hand, but transforming all things into his sharp weapon!

This person can be my lifelong adversary!

However, amidst the brief silence caused by Ao Guang's death.

"Pfft!"

The figure in the green robe in front trembled violently, as if he could no longer hold on.

A mouthful of blood, mixed with dazzling golden light, was violently spat out like a blooming crimson lotus, carving a blinding trajectory in the dim space.

Shen Yuanmo's aura instantly plummeted to its lowest point, as if all his vital essence had been drained.

Even his body swayed violently in mid-air, almost being swept by a tiny spatial blade current that brushed past him, looking utterly disheveled.

"He's really at his limit!"

This scene completely dispelled the last trace of doubt in Ji Changkong and Ancestor Xuan Ming's hearts!

Acting?

Who would use their Origin essence blood to act?

Who would act to the point where they couldn't even stabilize their body, almost being torn apart by the spatial currents?

Slaying the Master of the Evil Nether Hall, detonating the ancient killing array to then execute True Monarch Fu Hai, and now scheming to kill Dragon Emperor Ao Guang!

This junior has consecutively unleashed three terrifying killing moves that surpassed his own limits; even a body made of iron should be drained dry!

He is now a paper tiger, strong in appearance but weak in reality, with even his claws and teeth broken!

Ji Changkong and Ancestor Xuan Ming exchanged glances almost simultaneously.

In each other's eyes, they saw the rekindled greed, more fervent and frenzied than ever before!

A lesson from the past?

What a load of rubbish, a lesson from the past!

The Master of the Evil Nether Hall, True Monarch Fu Hai, and Ao Guang died because they were foolish, because they were greedy for merit and rushed in, because they gave this young man an Opportunity to set up a trap!

But now, this young man is at the end of his rope, with no power left to retaliate!

He is a walking treasure trove, a lamb to be slaughtered!

The heart of chaos origin!

Such a Heaven-Defying divine item is right before their eyes!

Whoever can capture him first is most likely to be the final winner!

"Little Beast, let's see what tricks you can pull this time!"

Ji Changkong roared, suppressing the last trace of unease in his heart, and the Human Emperor Dragon Qi around him condensed to its Peak once more.

This time, he did not transform into a divine Dragon, but instead gathered all his power within himself, turning into a purple-gold stream of light that tore through the darkness, his speed soaring as he lunged directly at Shen Yuanmo!

"Hehehe... Junior, your Divine Soul, your Opportunity, are all mine!"

Ancestor Xuan Ming let out a sharp, piercing, eerie laugh, his figure transforming into a vast, dark demonic cloud that blotted out the sky.

He enveloped from another direction, and within the demonic cloud, thousands of vengeful spirits seemed to howl and roar, his speed not at all slower than Ji Changkong's!

They were all wary of Shen Yuanmo's schemes.

So this time, they chose the safest and most overbearing method: a joint crushing attack! In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are futile!

Facing the renewed approach of the two Great Perfection of Soul Transformation experts, Shen Yuanmo's pale face appropriately filled with terror and despair.

He seemed utterly terrified, desperately dodging the lethal spatial blade currents around him while frantically fleeing towards a seemingly unremarkable area deep within the storm.

His movements were stumbling, each evasion appearing so forced, so powerless, as if he would be crushed into dust by the terrifying pressure behind him in the next second.

"Hmph, still making such futile struggles?"

Ji Changkong sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

However, at this moment, Ancestor Xuan Ming, who had been following closely, his emerald pupils suddenly lit up!

He felt it!

In the direction that young man was fleeing, a vast, pure Spiritual Qi fluctuation, hundreds of times denser than any top-grade Spiritual Vein he had ever seen, flashed across his Divine Sense like a lighthouse in the dark night!

Although the fluctuation was extremely subtle and quickly covered by the violent spatial currents.

Ancestor Xuan Ming's Myriad Devil Devouring Heaven Art, which he cultivated, specialized in devouring all Origin Qi and was most sensitive to energy fluctuations!

Absolutely no mistake!

That was an unimaginably vast mass of pure Spiritual Qi!

In this annihilation storm, where Spiritual Qi was depleted and filled with destructive aura, how could such a thing exist?

The only explanation was some Heaven-Defying natural treasure!

Or an ownerless Spiritual Spring left behind by an ancient mighty figure, still not dried up to this day!

Ancestor Xuan Ming's heart pounded wildly, each beat like a drum, making his blood and Qi surge!

The greed in his eyes instantly overwhelmed all reason!

If he could devour that mass of Spiritual Qi, not only would his magical power consumed in this chase be instantly replenished, but his cultivation might even advance further, touching the threshold of Half-step Void Return!

At that time, whether dealing with Ji Changkong or the unfathomable Old Monster Cang Xuan, he would have the upper hand!

"That's it!"

A crazy thought, like a prairie fire, instantly consumed Ancestor Xuan Ming's mind.

He didn't even stop to consider why such a thing would coincidentally appear on the young man's escape route.

Or rather, he was no longer willing to think about it.

In his view, Shen Yuanmo was already fish on a chopping block, unable to cause any trouble.

And that mass of Spiritual Qi was a supreme Opportunity bestowed upon him by heaven, to help him ascend to the Peak!

"Xuan Ming, beware of deception! This child is full of tricks, you must be careful!"

Ji Changkong, coming from an Immortal Dynasty imperial family, had a much more stable Heart-Nature than Ancestor Xuan Ming. Almost at the same time Ancestor Xuan Ming conceived his greed, he also detected that abnormal Spiritual Qi fluctuation.

But he was much calmer than Ancestor Xuan Ming and immediately issued a stern warning.

His intuition told him that things were not that simple! Would someone who could consecutively kill three mighty figures of the same rank leave such an obvious flaw?

"Hmph! Fortune is found in danger!"

Ancestor Xuan Ming sneered dismissively upon hearing this.

"What trick could a dying man have? I want this mass of Spiritual Qi! Once I recover my magical power and capture this Little Beast, then we can discuss the heart of chaos origin!"

He spoke of discussion, but the depths of his emerald pupils were already filled with the desire to devour everything alone!

Before his words even finished, Ancestor Xuan Ming ignored Ji Changkong's warnings, his figure suddenly swayed, and he directly transformed into a vast, sky-obscuring demonic cloud, carrying terrifying demonic might that seemed to swallow heaven and earth!

He bypassed the 'dying' green-robed figure in front, like a Vicious Beast that had been starved for a thousand years, and fiercely pounced towards that 'Spiritual Qi mass' emanating an alluring aura!

He wanted to devour both the person and the treasure in one gulp!

Behind him, on Shen Yuanmo's 'despairing' face, an extremely cold smile silently rose in the unnoticed shadows.

The fish, finally took the bait.