391: Once the sparrow is in its cage, it is killed in an instant.

Myriad Thunder Return Ruins, deathly silence.

The terrifying energy storm that previously tore through the sky and annihilated all Laws had vanished without a trace.

Only wisps of purple electric arcs remained, flowing slowly across the scorched earth like docile snakes, no longer possessing any trace of ferocity.

Two streams of light, looking somewhat disheveled, cautiously threaded their way into the entrance of the Divine Treasury.

It was none other than the Blood-Eyed Giant and the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator, who had previously been heavily injured by the Thunder Giant and fled in panic.

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator's severed arm had not yet fully recovered, and his face was as pale as paper.

But in that single eye, an uncontrollable greed and fervor flickered.

"Hahaha... Hahahaha!"

He looked around, his Divine Thought frantically sweeping across every inch of space. Upon confirming that he could no longer sense the domineering Sword Intent of Jian Wuchen, nor the monstrously evil aura of the Heart Demon, he finally couldn't help but let out a maniacal laugh.

"Heaven helps me! Heaven truly helps me!"

The voice of the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator echoed in the empty ruins, sounding exceptionally jarring.

"It seems that the old fogey from the Taiyi Sword Sect and that Outer Realm Heart Demon really did destroy each other! Good riddance! Good riddance indeed!"

The Blood-Eyed Giant beside him was also breathing rapidly, the blood-colored pupils on his face contracted to the size of needle tips due to extreme excitement.

"The net worth of a Dao Integration Realm Great Expert... the remains of a Dao Lord occupied by the Outer Realm Heart Demon... and the secrets in the deepest part of this Divine Treasury..."

He licked his chapped lips, his voice hoarse.

"We're rich! This time, we are truly going to be rich!"

The two looked at each other, seeing the ecstasy in each other's eyes.

They walked cautiously toward the center of the ruins, as if afraid of missing any ownerless treasure scattered on the ground.

In their eyes, this world had already become a huge treasure vault waiting to be divided.

Just then, a voice, plain and devoid of any emotional fluctuation, rang out behind them without warning.

"Are you two looking for me?"

This voice was not loud, but it was like a cold wind from the Nine Netherworlds, instantly blowing into the depths of their marrow!

The bodies of the Blood-Eyed Giant and the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator stiffened simultaneously like ice-sculpted statues!

The ecstasy on their faces froze instantly, replaced by boundless shock and terror.

They turned around mechanically, inch by inch.

Then, they saw the most horrifying and cognitive-shattering scene of their lives.

The Spirit Transformation Realm brat they thought had long since died in the chaotic battle was standing quietly not far behind them.

Shen Yuanmo was dressed in green robes, spotless, his breath steady and long; not to mention being injured, there wasn't even a wrinkle on his clothes.

And behind him, that mountain-like golden skeleton was bound tightly by billions of purple Law chains, unable to move.

The black heart that once held sway in the chest of the skeleton was now dim, like a candle in the wind, emitting a weak, fearful whimper.

That was an Outer Realm Heart Demon capable of battling the Dao Integration Realm Old Ancestor Jian Wuchen!

Yet now, it was like a beast with a nose ring, played in the palm of that young man!

"You... you..."

The blood color on the Blood-Eyed Giant's face faded in an instant, and he pointed his finger in horror.

Pointing at Shen Yuanmo, his throat made a "clucking" sound, but he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"What about... Jian Wuchen? That monster... how could it..."

He wanted to ask, shouldn't the Dao Integration Realm Great Expert Jian Wuchen of the Taiyi Sword Sect and the Outer Realm Heart Demon have perished together?

How was it that Jian Wuchen was nowhere to be seen, while the Outer Realm Heart Demon had been suppressed by a mere Spirit Transformation Realm brat!

However, all questions were stuck in his throat, turning into endless coldness that surged from the soles of his feet straight to his crown.

They thought they were the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole.

Little did they know, in the eyes of the true hunter, they didn't even count as a mantis; they were just two ants that could be crushed to death with one foot!

Facing their shock, Shen Yuanmo didn't even lift an eyelid.

He couldn't even be bothered to explain.

For those about to die, any explanation was a waste of time.

"Noisy."

He spat out two words lightly.

"The dead don't need to know too much."

The moment the words fell, Shen Yuanmo's thoughts stirred.

Boom—!!!

The entire Myriad Thunder Return Ruins, at this moment, roared like an ancient beast awakening from its slumber, shaking their Divine Souls!

On the earth, those billions of docile thunderbolts instantly became violent!

"Roar—!"

"Roar—!"

Two dragon roars resounded through the world!

In the desperate gaze of the Blood-Eyed Giant and the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator.

Two ten-thousand-foot thunder dragons, condensed from pure Myriad Thunder Return Ruins divine thunder, raised their heads from the depths of the earth!

Their dragon bodies, larger than mountains, were entwined with destructive aura capable of annihilating Laws.

The cold, ruthless dragon eyes locked onto the terrified demon and cultivator respectively!

"No!!"

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator let out a shrill scream, his single eye filled with madness.

He abruptly sacrificed a pitch-black bone shield, Devilish Qi surging on the shield, with thousands of vengeful spirits faintly roaring; this was his life-bound Magic Treasure!

However, in front of that thunder dragon purely condensed from the power of heavenly punishment, all of this seemed so ridiculous.

The thunder dragon extended its claw and gave a light pat!

Crack!

That bone shield Magic Treasure, capable of withstanding a strike from a Void Returning Great Expert, couldn't even hold for a single breath before shattering into pieces like fragile glass!

"Ah—!"

Purple divine thunder is the nemesis of all evil in the world.

Amidst the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator's shrill, inhuman screams, the thunder dragon's giant claw continued its momentum, pressing directly onto him.

There was no scene of flesh and blood flying.

His demonic body, under that extremely rigid and extremely yang Zixiao Divine Thunder, was like snow under the scorching sun.

It was purified and dissolved inch by inch, eventually turning into a wisp of green smoke, completely erased from this world.

On the other side, the Blood-Eyed Giant reacted a bit faster.

The moment he saw the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator being killed instantly, he burned his Origin essence blood without hesitation!

"Blood Escape Technique!"

He roared wildly, his entire body turning into a bloody light, fleeing crazily outside the Divine Treasury at a speed exceeding his limits!

He had no more greed in his heart, only endless regret and fear.

He just wanted to escape! Escape from this devil! Escape from this purgatory!

However, just as he was about to rush out of the range of the Myriad Thunder Return Ruins.

"Bang!"

He seemed to have crashed into an invisible and indestructible transparent wall.

The whole person was shaken by the huge counter-shock force, the blood light dissipated, and his original form was revealed again.

He looked up in horror, discovering that the space of the entire Divine Treasury had been completely sealed off at some point!

This was already a cage of certain death!

He turned his head and saw the thunder dragon that had pursued him, opening its giant mouth capable of swallowing the world!

Endless thunder light instantly filled his entire field of vision.

That was the last sight he saw in this world.

"I... am unwilling..."

The moment before the thunder light completely engulfed him, only these three words remained in the Blood-Eyed Giant's mind.

The thunder dragon swallowed him in one gulp, its huge dragon body circling in the air.

Then it dissipated with a boom, turning back into electric arcs filling the sky, returning to the earth.

In place, only two dim storage Magic Treasures remained, floating quietly.

Shen Yuanmo flicked his finger, and the two streams of light flew into his palm.

Thus, within the Divine Treasury, there were no more outsiders.

This supreme Dao field left behind by Dao Lord Zixiao finally belonged entirely to him alone!