312: Chapter 312 Playing the Fool!

A palm abruptly reached out from the Void Realm.

This palm made no fancy movements, simply pressing down into the air with extreme nonchalance.

The incredibly violent Void Turbulence was brutally smoothed over by this force.

The Purple Mansion True Essence within Chen Mu's body, which was on the verge of exploding, felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over it, instantly freezing into a pool of stagnant water.

Even the bluish-purple vines burning wildly on his body obediently went dormant under this absolute will.

"Who is it?!"

Master Liemu shouted sternly.

He jerked his head up, staring intently at the distorted space above.

The azure wood divine cauldron let out a strained wail.

The ten thousand streaks of azure divine light that were pouring down were actually forced back three feet by the extremely faint aura emanating from that palm.

Gu Changsheng, clad in a dusty grey Daoist robe, stepped slowly out of the void.

The greyish-white halo of the taiyin submerging spirit jade flowed rapidly against his skin.

He looked down from above at the Xuanyu Square below.

His gaze swept over Chen Mu's mangled remains, which had been nearly reduced to a limbless torso, looking like a pile of mud.

Gu Changsheng's face twitched imperceptibly.

The azure Qi in his left eye danced wildly, while the Death Qi in his right eye suddenly billowed.

One must look at the master before beating the dog.

Was a mad dog personally raised by him, Gu Changsheng, something these hypocrites from the Qingsong Daoist Academy were worthy of bullying?

"Old Ancestor!"

Chen Mu lay in the deep pit, his remaining half-head straining to look up.

An extremely fanatical roar erupted from his hoarse throat.

That familiar, suffocating Wither-Bloom Magic Power caused his blood to boil at this moment.

Hearing this title, Master Liemu's heart sank.

A reclusive Old Ancestor of the Corpse Yin Sect?

He released his Divine Sense frantically, attempting to see through the background of this grey-robed Daoist.

What he got back, however, was an extremely eerie void.

Although his eyes could clearly see the man standing in mid-air, his Divine Sense perceived nothing!

"Playing the ghost!"

Master Liemu ground his molars.

In this desolate land with fragmented Laws, even if the opponent was at the Purple Mansion Peak, they would never dare to strike with full force.

Otherwise, they would surely suffer the backlash of the ancient Restrictions!

His hands quickly formed seals, and he poured the True Essence of his Purple Mansion Middle Stage unreservedly into the azure wood divine cauldron.

"Suppress him for me!"

The azure wood divine cauldron, dozens of feet in size, suddenly overturned.

A terrifying suction force capable of crushing mountains erupted from the cauldron's mouth, aiming directly at Gu Changsheng's head.

The orthodox Jia Wood Law of the Qingsong Daoist Academy was pushed to its limit at this moment.

The surrounding Void Realm cracked inch by inch under this immense force.

Gu Changsheng stood where he was, not even making a move to dodge.

His dusty grey Daoist robe fluttered loudly in the gale.

He slowly raised his right hand.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together and made a gentle slashing motion toward the azure wood divine cauldron descending upon him.

*Slash.*

There was no earth-shaking collision of mana.

Only an extremely condensed azure-black Qi blade that sliced through the azure divine light spewing from the cauldron's mouth with extreme smoothness.

This Qi blade carried a domineering power that stripped away the vitality of all things.

It slashed directly onto the body of the azure wood divine cauldron.

*Crack.*

An extremely crisp sound of shattering echoed above the Xuanyu Square.

The intricate ancient tree patterns on the surface of Master Liemu's proud Lifebound Treasure were instantly and completely eroded by the Wither and Flourish Death Qi.

The indestructible body of the cauldron split down the middle, revealing a bottomless crack.

The Jia Wood Origin sealed within was forcibly stripped of its spirituality by this Death Qi that targeted the very Origin itself.

"Pfft!"

The Magic Treasure was damaged, and the backlash force surged back violently.

Master Liemu spat out a large mouthful of hot essence blood.

He was like a kite with a broken string, tumbling dozens of feet through the air.

He slammed heavily onto the cold jade tiles.

Extreme shock and bewilderment completely tore apart his lofty, prestigious Sect demeanor.

A single strike!

Just a casual slash!

His Lifebound Treasure, which he had refined for hundreds of years, couldn't even block a single wisp of the opponent's aura!

Just what kind of monster was this!

The remaining Purple Mansion Early Stage Elder was scared out of his wits.

He didn't even dare to shout a single word.

He immediately burned his essence blood, transforming into a streak of azure escape light as he fled frantically toward the edge of the square.

The dignity of a prestigious orthodox Sect was worth absolutely nothing in the face of such an overwhelming dimensional strike.

Gu Changsheng held one hand behind his back.

"Can you escape?"

The few flat syllables exploded like thunder in mid-air.

Divine Ability: Ten Thousand Dynasties Ancestor.

The interwoven azure and black Wither and Flourish Domain expanded outward brutally with him as the center.

The wood-attribute Spiritual Qi within a hundred-mile radius was forcibly siphoned by this extremely overbearing authority.

The fleeing Purple Mansion Elder's escape light had only traveled dozens of feet.

When the surrounding wood-attribute Laws suddenly turned against him completely.

The Purple Mansion True Essence in his body, as if encountering a natural enemy, flowed backward completely out of control.

"No!"

The Elder let out an extremely shrill scream.

His Protective Aura shattered inch by inch.

His flesh withered and shriveled at a visible rate.

In just three breaths, his entire being was forcibly drained of all vitality.

He turned into a lightweight skeleton and fell straight down from the air.

He smashed onto the jade tiles, breaking into pieces.

A Purple Mansion dao seed emitting a faint azure light was swept back by the Wither and Flourish Domain, landing steadily in Gu Changsheng's palm.

He didn't even spare it a glance, casually tossing it to the black cat perched on his shoulder.

Coal Ball opened its mouth wide and swallowed the dao seed whole.

It let out a burp with extreme disdain.

This low-grade wood-attribute Origin wasn't even enough to get stuck in its teeth.

Master Liemu lay on the ground, his whole body trembling violently.

He stared intently at the skeleton that had shattered into powder.

His worldview was completely crushed at this moment.

A Purple Mansion Early Stage Elder had been drained dry without even touching the corner of the opponent's clothes!

This kind of absolute suppression that ignored spatial distance was simply not a means a Purple Mansion cultivator could possess!

"You... who exactly are you?!"

Master Liemu's voice was hoarse, leaking uncontrollable fear.

"The Corpse Yin Sect could never have a monster like you!"

"If you dare to kill me, the Qingsong Daoist Academy will never let you off!"

He brought up his Sect background, attempting one last struggle.

Gu Changsheng's face twitched as he let out an extremely cold chuckle.

He took a step forward.

His figure instantly appeared before Master Liemu.

The hem of his dusty grey Daoist robe was almost touching the other man's nose.

"Qingsong Daoist Academy?"

Gu Changsheng grabbed Master Liemu's neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

The terrifying pressure of the Five Methods of the Purple Mansion brutally pierced into the other's spiritual terrace through his fingertips.

"That old dog Songfeng—this seat will personally skin him sooner or later."

"As for you."

The azure Qi in Gu Changsheng's left eye flowed rapidly.

"Since you dared to touch my person, you must be prepared to have your soul extracted and your spirit refined."

The violent Wither-Bloom Magic Power surged into Master Liemu's body.

Divine Ability: Sealing Fragrance Ash.

Flowers turn to ash, sealing the dao rhyme.

The Jia Wood Law that Master Liemu was so proud of, the moment it touched this Death Qi...

...was immediately and forcibly stripped of all spirituality.

The Meridians in his body snapped inch by inch.

His Purple Mansion dao foundation was brutally torn apart by a savage force.

"Ahhh!"

Master Liemu let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

The pain of having one's cultivation base stripped away alive was ten thousand times more cruel than death by a thousand cuts.

He struggled desperately, his hands clawing at Gu Changsheng's wrist.

Attempting to pry open that palm which was like an iron pincer.

But Gu Changsheng's arm remained motionless.

He stared coldly at this once-lofty orthodox Purple Mansion cultivator.

As if looking at a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"That Jia Wood Origin of yours is a waste to keep."

Gu Changsheng's fingers suddenly tightened.

[Ten Thousand Methods Returning to the Origin]'s devouring power erupted.

All remaining vitality and mana within Master Liemu were extracted with extreme violence.

Transforming into an extremely pure azure torrent, it poured continuously into Gu Changsheng's body.

Master Liemu's shell shriveled rapidly.

His once-full flesh instantly carbonized.

Along with his cracked azure wood divine cauldron, it was also completely assimilated by the Wither and Flourish Death Qi.

It turned into a heap of mundane iron and crashed to the ground.

"Old Ancestor's Divine Might!"

Chen Mu, lying in the deep pit, witnessed this scene of overwhelming dimensional suppression with his own eyes.

The fanaticism in his eyes was almost ready to burst into flames.

This was true invincibility!

What orthodox prestigious Sects? Before the Old Ancestor, they weren't even worthy of carrying his shoes!

In just ten breaths.

The dignified Purple Mansion Middle Stage Master Liemu was completely transformed into a desiccated corpse without a trace of life.

Gu Changsheng released his grip with extreme disdain.

The desiccated corpse slammed onto the jade tiles and instantly shattered into a floor of black ash.

He made a grasping motion with one hand.

He swept the opponent's remaining Storage Ring along with that dim Purple Mansion dao seed into his sleeve.

Then, he flicked a finger.

A drop of extremely refined azure Wood Marrow Liquid landed precisely within Chen Mu's broken shell.

A majestic vitality erupted.

Chen Mu's broken bones and Meridians reorganized at a visible speed.

The bluish-purple Ember-Born Flower vines greedily devoured this power of the Origin.

Within a few short breaths, not only were his injuries healed, but his cultivation even faintly approached the threshold of the Second Divine Ability of the Purple Mansion.

Chen Mu rolled over and scrambled up, his knees slamming heavily onto the jade tiles.

His head was pressed firmly against the ground.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor, for granting me life!"

Gu Changsheng stood with one hand behind his back, stepping on the black ash covering the ground.

His gaze crossed the Xuanyu Square, looking toward the core area shrouded in thick mist deep within the grotto-heaven.

Those direct descendants of the True Monarch hiding in the shadows had likely already noticed the commotion here.

But he didn't care at all.

In this desolate land of fragmented Laws.

Five Methods of the Purple Mansion Perfection was absolute suppression.

Gu Changsheng slowly raised his right hand; that extremely condensed Wither and Flourish Death Qi on his fingertip danced rapidly in the air.

Emitting a faint tearing sound.

He turned his head slightly, his peripheral vision sweeping over Chen Mu kneeling on the ground.

"Let's go."

The flat syllable dropped.

Gu Changsheng strode forward, walking unhurriedly toward the location of the primordial wood golden essence at the deepest part of the grotto-heaven.