92: Golden Core Slaughterhouse! Bloodbath against a late-stage Golden Core monk!

“A Formation! Damn it, we fell into a trap!”

The roar of Di Liushi was distorted and warped within the enclosed space.

The Demonic Path magic power circulating within him was sluggish, sticky as if trapped in a century-old swamp, making every mobilization incredibly difficult.

“Captain... this space...” The protective Magical Artifact summoned by Di Jiushi'wu dimmed, its spirituality being frantically corroded by the ubiquitous earthy yellow mist surrounding them.

The three stood back-to-back, surveying their surroundings in horror.

Where was the swamp or pond now?

Beneath their feet was a bottomless abyss. Gray-black poisonous miasma, activated by the Formation, transformed into countless venomous pythons ready to devour people, coiling around the edge of the abyss.

The sky was completely sealed by an earthy yellow light curtain. Illusory images of towering mountains hung above their heads, emitting a terrifying crushing pressure capable of grinding Divine Souls.

This was a death trap! A tomb meticulously prepared just for them!

“Why panic!” Di Liushi, being a Middle Golden Core Stage Cultivator after all, forcibly suppressed the chill in his heart and roared, “He's just Foundation Establishment. Even if he set up a Tier 3 Grand Formation, how long can it last? Focus your attack on one point and blast open this tortoise shell!”

Before his voice faded, a bone long saber emanating chilling ghostly Qi burst out from his body.

Di Ba'shi'yi and Di Jiushi'wu also reacted instantly, summoning their respective Magic Treasures, preparing to combine their strength to break the Formation.

However, a cold voice sounded without warning, right behind Di Jiushi'wu's ear.

“The first one.”

All the blood in Di Jiushi'wu's body instantly froze.

He didn't even have time to turn around, much less activate any defensive secret techniques, before a fist landed squarely on his back.

It was a fist glowing with a dark golden hue, devoid of magic power fluctuations or spiritual light, possessing only Qi and blood power that was purified to the extreme and condensed into substance.

“Dong!”

The dull impact sound wasn't like hitting a human body; it was more like a giant siege hammer smashing into a decaying city gate.

The defensive runes on the High Grade Magical Artifact robe worn by Di Jiushi'wu collapsed in a chain reaction the moment of contact, letting out a series of unbearable wails before shattering into countless fragments.

Immediately after, his entire back visibly caved in, his main spine was shattered inch by inch, and his ribs pierced through his skin from the front.

His internal organs, along with the Golden Core he had painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years, were all pulverized into a pool of indistinct flesh and mud by the penetrating force of that domineering punch.

“Pfft—”

What he sprayed forward was no longer blood, but a slurry mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The vitality in his eyes quickly extinguished. Just before death, he finally managed to turn his head and saw that young face, which was overly calm.

“Ninety-Five!”

Di Liushi and Di Ba'shi'yi's eyes were about to split with fury.

In a single exchange!

Without even using a Magic Treasure, relying only on a punch from his Physical Body, he instantly killed their Early Golden Core Stage companion, who had the weakest cultivation among them!

“Little Beast! I will make sure your Divine Soul is completely annihilated!”

Di Liushi went completely mad. The Bone Long Saber conjured a chilling wind capable of tearing apart Souls, frantically slashing at Shen Yuanmo's afterimage.

Shen Yuanmo's figure, however, drifted back like a wisp of smoke, calmly merging into the earthy yellow Formation mist.

“Get out here!”

The saber light crisscrossed, carving bottomless ravines into the ground, yet it couldn't even touch the corner of Shen Yuanmo's clothes.

Within this [Glazed Ten Thousand Peaks Array], he was the sole Dominator.

Di Liushi's frantic attacks only accelerated the consumption of his own magic power.

On the other side, Di Ba'shi'yi was starting to feel the urge to retreat, when the ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into quicksand. A giant hand made of magma and black mud abruptly reached out and firmly grabbed his ankle.

Two completely different forces—scorching heat and chilling Yin—erupted simultaneously, instantly neutralizing his protective spiritual light.

“Not good!”

Shocked, Di Ba'shi'yi swung his Magic Treasure toward the giant hand.

Just as his Divine Sense was Divided Soul, an extremely brilliant golden sword rainbow silently pierced through the mist, flashing past his side and back at an unbelievable angle.

The crimson sun sword!

“Chih!”

Di Ba'shi'yi's entire right arm was severed clean at the shoulder.

The wound was smooth as a mirror, yet not a drop of blood flowed out, because all the flesh and Meridians were instantly incinerated into charcoal by the Glazed True Yang Fire attached to the sword.

The golden flame, like maggots clinging to bone, frantically spread from the severed arm toward his torso.

“Ah—!”

Di Ba'shi'yi let out a desperate shriek, a look of resolve flashing in his eyes.

He formed his left hand into a blade and fiercely chopped down onto his right shoulder, actually severing a small part of his shoulder along with the burning arm!

His face was pale as paper, and his aura instantly withered. He shouted in terror to Di Liushi, “Captain! He can control everything inside the Formation! We must leave immediately!”

“Nonsense!” Di Liushi was both startled and furious.

This Shen Yuanmo's cunning and strength far exceeded the intelligence reports! He deliberately showed weakness, luring them into the jar, intending to capture them all in one fell swoop!

“Netherworld Soul Locking Array! Rise!”

Di Liushi abruptly slapped out three black banners, sticking them into the ground, attempting to use a Formation to break the existing Formation and grasp a sliver of hope for survival.

Cold ghostly mist surged out, but the moment it touched the earthy yellow Formation mist, it was instantly melted and crushed, like boiling water poured on snow. The three black banners didn't even last a single breath before they snapped simultaneously with a “crack.”

“Pfft!”

Di Liushi's mind and spirit were damaged. He violently spat out a mouthful of congested blood, and his eyes were finally swallowed by endless despair.

They couldn't win, they couldn't escape, and even their final resort had become a joke.

“The game should end now.”

Shen Yuanmo's indifferent voice echoed through the space, like the judgment of a deity.

He raised his hand, and gently clenched it toward the sky.

“Descend.”

Boom, rumble—!!!

Above the sky, the illusory images of the ten thousand mountains solidified at this moment!

Peaks of ten thousand ren, condensed from pure Earth power, blocked all light, carrying an unparalleled might capable of crushing stars, and smashed down violently toward the two remaining assassins below!

“No—!”

The roars of Di Liushi and Di Ba'shi'yi were completely drowned out by the tremendous sound of the mountains collapsing... as the remaining two Netherworld Path assassins perished.

Only a giant sinkhole, a hundred zhang deep, was left in the original spot. Not a single trace of flesh or blood residue could be found at the bottom of the pit.

Shen Yuanmo floated above the sinkhole, expressionlessly collecting the two Storage Pouches.

His Divine Sense did not relax at all; instead, it spread out like a tide in two directions.

To the east of the swamp, two Middle Golden Core Stage Cultivators were now filled with horror. They turned without hesitation, transforming into two streaks of escape light, ready to flee this place of conflict that made their Souls tremble.

“Only thinking of leaving now?”

Shen Yuanmo formed a hand seal with one hand, lightly pointing his fingertip at two locations on the ground.

The space in front of the two men, who were desperately flying away, distorted without warning. The surrounding scenery changed drastically, and they found themselves turning around and charging toward each other.

“Brother Wang, be careful!”

“Brother Li, watch above!”

Above the sky, pure Earth power gathered, condensing once again into ten thousand mountains, smashing down violently toward the two Golden Core Cultivators.

The roar of the Peaks of Ten Thousand Ren colliding with Magic Treasures echoed within the Formation space. After only ten breaths, silence returned, accompanied by two unwilling screams.

Shen Yuanmo didn't even look at the result. His gaze turned toward the last direction.

Southwest, atop a withered giant tree.

The One-Eyed Old Monk, wearing a tattered kasaya, sat cross-legged. He did not flee. His cloudy solitary eye stared intently at Shen Yuanmo, churning with fear, greed, and a hint of madness.

Shen Yuanmo's figure flashed, appearing a hundred zhang away opposite him.

“Amitabha.” The old monk proclaimed a Buddhist title. “Little Benefactor, what a ruthless Formation, what vicious schemes. Killing five Golden Core Cultivators without even blinking.”

“Old monk, after watching the show for so long, it's time for you to go on your way.” Shen Yuanmo's voice was calm.

“Heh heh...” The One-Eyed Old Monk chuckled strangely, his aura surging explosively. The pressure of the Late Golden Core Stage swept out like a fierce wind. “Little Benefactor, this old monk is not comparable to those pieces of trash. Hand over all your secrets, and this old monk can leave you an intact corpse!”

Shen Yuanmo's response was a sword.

“Clang!”

The crimson sun sword transformed into a golden long rainbow spanning heaven and earth, wrapped in the Glazed True Yang Fire that burns all things, stabbing straight toward the old monk's glabella.

“Good timing! Great Might Heavenly Dragon, Vajra Dharma Body!”

The old monk advanced instead of retreating. His withered body instantly swelled, his skin turning a dark bronze color. He launched a punch, actually meeting the sharp edge of the crimson sun sword head-on!

Boom!!!

The fierce explosion stirred up monstrous air waves. The One-Eyed Old Monk grunted, taking half a step back, a shallow white mark left on his fist.

As for Shen Yuanmo, the immense force shook him, causing his Qi and blood to churn.

Late Golden Core Stage Cultivators are indeed extraordinary!

“Again!”

The fierce light in the old monk's eyes intensified. He took a step, and his figure instantly vanished.

The next moment, he appeared above Shen Yuanmo's head. A dark bronze giant palm, magnified several times and carrying the power to suppress mountains and rivers, slammed down directly!

This palm strike mobilized terrifying Heaven and Earth Origin Qi that the Formation couldn't completely suppress in time!

Shen Yuanmo took a deep breath and stopped holding back.

“Buzz—”

Two glazed vajra Puppets rushed out from behind Shen Yuanmo, instantly decomposing, transforming, and reassembling!

Countless precise components made “kaka” sounds as they covered Shen Yuanmo's body!

A set of dark golden, streamlined full-body battle armor appeared out of thin air on him. At the core of his chest, a rune groove resonated with the core of the Grand Formation!

glazed vajra battle armor, Body Integration!

He did not block. Instead, he met the sky-covering giant palm with a punch of his own, moving against the momentum!

“Boom!”

This time, it was a true head-to-head confrontation!

Shen Yuanmo only felt an irresistible immense force coming from the fist's edge. He was smashed down like a meteorite, creating a deep pit in the ground with a loud crash.

The light on the surface of the battle armor flickered violently, nearly collapsing.

“Hahahaha! So you rely on this tortoise shell!” The One-Eyed Old Monk, having succeeded with one strike, was rampant with arrogance and swooped down again.

Inside the deep pit, Shen Yuanmo slowly stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He slammed the Formation Plate he was holding onto the groove on the chest of the battle armor!

“[Glazed Ten Thousand Peaks Array], Man and Formation Integration, Extreme!”

Boom—!!!!

The power of the entire Grand Formation was frantically drawn at this moment, continuously pouring into his body through the Formation Plate!

His body seemed to have become an extension of the Formation, every movement carrying the supreme might of the entire swamp and earth!

“Old bald donkey, it's time for you to go on your way.”

Shen Yuanmo raised his head, golden flames burning in his eyes, and his figure shot up into the sky.