459: Li Changfeng went mad after shattering a priceless treasure with a single finger.

"No... this is impossible! You... how can you still have strength left!"

Extreme fear caused Li Changfeng's Dao Heart to completely collapse, his hair becoming disheveled.

He let out a hysterical scream, his last shred of hope turning into boundless despair.

"You must be faking it! It's an illusion! Suppress and kill him!!"

He frantically pushed his Divine Soul, attempting to forcibly command the soul suppressing tower, which had already begun to wail, to complete the final suppression.

However, atop the Nine Heavens Pagoda.

Beneath that sky-covering soul-suppressing divine light, Shen Yuanmo didn't even lift an eyelid.

He simply watched the crazed Li Changfeng from ten thousand miles away with calm eyes, as if looking at a speck of dust.

There was no anger in his gaze, no killing intent, not even a single ripple.

There was only pure indifference.

And a trace of hard-to-conceal disappointment.

After waiting so long, this is all he had?

Truly boring.

Shen Yuanmo finally moved.

He did not sacrifice the great evolution immortal slaying sword, nor did he manifest the chaos dao fetus dharma idol.

He merely slowly raised a single finger.

A finger that was fair and slender, as if carved from fine jade, looking completely devoid of power.

He lightly tapped toward the ten-thousand-foot soul suppressing tower hanging high in the sky, which radiated an endless aura of evil and death.

There was no earth-shaking boom.

There was no world-destroying radiance.

As this finger pointed out, it was as if nothing had happened.

But in the perception of all the top powerhouses in South Heaven Immortal City, an indescribable, incomprehensible, and unspeakable invisible ripple appeared.

Centering on Shen Yuanmo's finger, it suddenly spread out.

Wherever that ripple passed, space did not break, and Laws did not vanish.

But the soul suppressing tower, hanging high in the sky and weighing down through the ages, suddenly froze.

Immediately following that.

"Wooo—!!!!"

A wail a hundred times more shrill than before, as if a Divine Soul were being torn apart alive, erupted from the tower's body.

Then, under the horrified gaze of the millions of Cultivators in South Heaven Immortal City.

Crack!

A crystal-clear crack appeared on the pitch-black tower body without any warning.

As if a chain reaction had begun.

Crack! Crack crack—

Spiderweb-like cracks spread frantically to every corner of the soul suppressing tower at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Atop the ten-thousand-foot giant tower, that grayish-black evil light capable of suppressing the Divine Soul of a Hedao Realm Great Perfection.

At this moment, as if meeting its natural enemy, it rapidly dimmed and dissolved.

Finally.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out.

This High Grade Rank Seven Supreme Treasure, which had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and served as the Li Family's foundation to awe the South Heaven City region.

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of the public, it was like a clay sculpture crushed casually by a child.

It shattered inch by inch.

Turning into dust that filled the sky, it scattered and drifted into the Void Realm.

"Puff—!!!"

The moment the soul suppressing tower was destroyed, Li Changfeng, as its owner, suffered a devastating backlash to his Divine Soul.

He violently spat out a large mouthful of heart's blood mixed with Divine Soul fragments, as if his entire essence and spirit had been drained.

His originally heroic face aged at a visible rate.

His skin became shriveled, his hair turned snowy white instantly, his eye sockets became deeply sunken, and in just a single breath, he aged by thousands of years.

His aura even dropped from the Late Dao Integration Stage to the Middle Stage of the Hedao Realm.

"Ah—"

He clutched his head, letting out a non-human howl of agony, and fell straight down from the void.

At the same time.

Within the Li Family's camp.

"Puff!"

"Puff puff!"

...Dozens of Li Family Void Return and Hedao Realm Elders all suffered a terrifying backlash the moment the soul suppressing tower shattered.

The Law net that had originally sealed the heavens and earth collapsed without being attacked.

Without exception, the Elders all coughed up blood, their auras becoming withered.

They looked at the figure in the light screen slowly withdrawing his finger in horror, as if seeing a god or demon walking out of the Nine Serenities Hell.

Above the City Lord's Mansion.

Nangong Bo, who witnessed this scene personally, felt his body go limp, nearly falling from the sky.

This Half-step Mahayana City Lord now had a face as pale as paper, his lips trembling, and his eyes filled only with endless horror and emptiness.

"A finger... shattering a Supreme Treasure with one finger..."

"That was a High Grade Rank Seven soul suppressing tower... and just like that... it's shattered..."

He muttered to himself unconsciously; the understanding of cultivation he had built over a lifetime was completely overturned and ground into powder at this moment.

In the shadows.

The Old Woman of the Wang Family's body went stiff, and the dragon-headed cane in her hand was snapped with a "crack," wood chips flying everywhere.

She was oblivious to it, only staring fixedly at the light screen, her cloudy old eyes filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and sheer terror.

Patriarch Zhang and the others felt a chill over their entire bodies, cold sweat having long since soaked through their Dao robes.

Madness.

Li Changfeng must be mad to dare provoke such an existence.

And they had actually intended to sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight?

Thinking about it now, they didn't even have the qualification to watch from the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, a deathly silence filled the Li Family camp.

All the Elders were trembling with fear, unable to even stand steadily.

That Li Changfeng, whom they had placed high hopes on and bet the entire clan's future on.

He was currently being supported by several Elders, his hair disheveled, his eyes vacant, and his mouth letting out meaningless roars.

"Fake... it's all fake..."

"Why... why is it like this..."

"My soul suppressing tower... my Li Family's future... why..."

Li Changfeng had gone completely insane.

He didn't understand why the death trap he had meticulously arranged by betting everything.

In front of the opponent, didn't even count as a joke.

He understood even less how such an irrational monster could exist in this world.

This was the fury of an ant.

Laughable, yet tragic.

However, Shen Yuanmo didn't even spare another glance at any of this.

His figure, on the ninth floor of the Nine Heavens Pagoda, quietly faded away without any warning.

In the next instant.

Within the void where the Li Family members were arrayed, Shen Yuanmo's figure appeared out of thin air.

He stood before all the Li Family Elders, separated by no more than a hundred feet.

There were no spatial fluctuations, no Law ripples, as if he had been standing there from the very beginning.

This ghost-like appearance caused the hearts of the Li Family Elders, who had just stabilized themselves from the backlash, to suddenly stop beating.

"Gulp."

Someone, it was unclear who, swallowed hard.

Shen Yuanmo did not make a move.

He didn't even release a single shred of magic power pressure.

He just stood there quietly, his calm gaze slowly sweeping across everyone present.

The first Li Family Elder his gaze swept over was a Void Return Great Perfection Cultivator.

The moment that gaze touched his body, the color drained from the Elder's face instantly, and his body became as stiff as a piece of ten-thousand-year profound ice.

He felt his Divine Soul being completely frozen at this moment.

The magic power in his body stopped circulating, and the Great Dao Imprint he was so proud of.

It let out a fearful wail within the long river of Heavenly Laws, as if it would collapse and dissipate at any moment.

He wanted to flee, to kneel, to beg for mercy.

But he couldn't even muster the courage to move a finger.

The gaze moved on.

It fell on the second, the third... every Li Family Elder watched by Shen Yuanmo, whether they were in the Void Return Realm or a Grand Elder of the Hedao Realm, experienced the same process.

From clinging to a sliver of hope, to the freezing of the Divine Soul, to utter despair.

Under the absolute suppression of life level, even their most basic will to resist was completely stripped away.

Finally, Shen Yuanmo's gaze fell upon that already crazed Li Changfeng, who was being supported by the crowd.

Looking at this man who had single-handedly masterminded this farce and now looked like a mad dog.

A faint smile flickered across Shen Yuanmo's face.

The smile carried a hint of mockery.