380: Chapter 380 Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for me!

"Utterly impure."

An ancient and weathered voice echoed throughout the main hall, brimming with undisguised disgust.

"Does this kind of turbid blood dare attempt to defile my Dharma body?"

The dark golden flames suddenly collapsed inward.

A Divine Sense storm, immense to the extreme, erupted from the altar as its center and swept out in all directions.

The crystal walls were as good as non-existent in the face of this Divine Sense.

The few remaining Loose Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage along its path didn't even have time to scream.

Their spiritual terrace was instantly crushed by this violent Divine Sense, and with blood flowing from their seven orifices, they turned into soulless husks on the spot.

The Divine Sense storm penetrated the foundation and violently smashed deep into the underground.

In the underground interlayer.

Hou Chen was pressed tightly against the pitch-black soil.

He cut off his breathing entirely, suppressing his heartbeat to a turtle-breathing state where it only beat once every incense stick of time.

The cyan jade talisman pressed against his chest emitted a warm, soft glow.

The energy of the primordial wood Law circulated silently, perfectly blending Hou Chen's vitality into the surrounding Ji Earth Spiritual Qi.

The dark golden Divine Sense storm roared past above the interlayer.

The remnant Soul only mistook this faint light wrapped in earth-element Spiritual Qi for a stubborn rock underground, not pausing for even a moment.

Hou Chen bit his lip hard, cold sweat soaking the soil beneath him into a puddle of mud.

He had escaped a calamity.

The Divine Sense storm continued downward, violently smashing open the rock layer of the underground karst cave.

It swept over the debris of Spirit Medicine littering the ground.

It swept over the hollowed-out stone walls.

Finally, it struck Cao Yun, who was sitting cross-legged beside a stalactite pillar, without the slightest deviation.

The moment the storm made contact with Cao Yun's body.

It abruptly stalled.

Inside the main hall.

The massive dark golden face suddenly leaned close to the cracks in the floor tiles.

Within its two hollow eye sockets, a dazzling crimson blood light suddenly flared.

Greed.

Uncontrollable fanaticism.

This emotion followed the Divine Sense connection, turning into a tangible heavy hammer, and smashed fiercely into Cao Yun's spiritual terrace.

Cao Yun had just stripped away the golden mark of Old Monster Chili.

He had also used the Formation to burn the Soul-Suppressing Bone of the Western Desert monk.

The Li Fire Origin within his body was currently in its most pure, most primitive, and flawless state, without any Impurities.

In the perception of the Bing Fire remnant Soul.

This body was simply the most perfect, peerless cauldron in heaven and earth.

"Pure Yang and flawless!"

The dark golden face let out a frantic roar, shaking crystal fragments down from the main hall's dome.

"A heaven-sent Dao Fetus!"

Inside the underground karst cave.

Every hair on Cao Yun's body stood on end.

The death warning deep within his spiritual terrace rang out frantically.

The life-or-death crisis turned into tangible ice spikes, stabbing fiercely into his spine.

The Pure Yang Heart Fire was completely uncontrollable, spontaneously erupting from his Dantian and out through his body.

The crimson flames turned into a thick layer of fire shield, protecting him tightly in the center.

Cao Yun suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at the crimson rock layer above him.

The hair-raising feeling of being thoroughly locked onto by a higher-order existence caused his muscles to spasm.

Hou Chen, hiding in the interlayer, also sensed this world-destroying pressure locking onto him.

He didn't even hesitate for half a breath.

He directly bit his tongue tip.

A large mouthful of essence blood from a Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivator was sprayed like it was worthless onto the pitch-black luoyang shovel in his hand.

"Better the Fellow Daoist dies than me!"

Hou Chen roared frantically in his heart.

[Earth Dragon Swim]!

The highest-tier life-saving Divine Ability was instantly activated.

Hou Chen melted directly into a puddle of viscous yellow mud.

Following the tiniest crevices of the earth's veins, he drilled frantically toward the depths of the earth's core like a madman.

What Fire-element Origin.

What True Monarch's decree.

At this moment, he had thrown them all to the nine heavens.

The instinct of a Supreme of the Dao of Survival took over his body.

As long as he drilled deep enough, even a Golden Core old monster wouldn't be able to dig him out of the mud.

Inside the main hall.

The dark golden face collapsed with a boom.

The flames filling the sky rapidly compressed toward the center.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tangible dark golden stream of light, only as thick as a water vat.

The stream of light, carrying a terrifying high temperature capable of incinerating all things, smashed heavily onto the indestructible crystal floor tiles of the main hall.

Hiss!

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Only a scalp-numbing sound of melting.

The dozens-of-zhang-thick crimson rock layer was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper before this stream of light.

The dark golden fire light was unstoppable, melting directly through the earth's strata.

The underground karst cave was instantly illuminated by this pale white light.

The hard rocks on the ground instantly boiled under the extreme high temperature.

Large swathes of crystal turned into rolling dark red magma.

The stalactites hanging from the ceiling melted rapidly.

The boiling stone magma dripped down like raindrops, splashing dazzling sparks in the magma pool.

The dark golden stream of light, carrying the world-destroying pressure of Golden Core Law, lunged straight at Cao Yun's face.

Cao Yun's eyes were crimson.

A shrill roar like a dying beast rolled out of his throat.

"I finally managed to break free from these shackles!"

He slammed his fist into the stone pillar beside him, forcefully smashing it into powder.

"No one can ever use me as a cauldron again!"

Cao Yun ripped off the three Storage Rings he had just looted from the Chili Sect Disciple.

His Divine Sense turned into sharp cones, violently smashing the Restrictions on them.

Clatter.

Dozens of Magical Artifacts flashing with various colors of spiritual light were dumped out all at once.

Profound Turtle Shield.

Crimson Gold Bowl.

Water Cloud Banner.

Azure Wood Armor.

All of them were top-tier items used by direct descendants of major sects in the Central Plains to save their lives.

Cao Yun didn't care at all whether their attributes conflicted.

His Purple Mansion True Essence was squeezed out frantically, turning into dozens of threads that simultaneously poured into these Magical Artifacts.

Hum!

The spiritual light in the karst cave flared brightly.

Dozens of Magical Artifacts expanded rapidly in front of Cao Yun, setting up layers upon layers of defensive barriers several zhang thick.

The light intertwined, protecting him so tightly that not even a breath of air could pass through.

The next breath.

The dark golden stream of light smashed heavily onto the outermost Profound Turtle Shield.

There was no deafening roar.

No stalemate of clashing spiritual power.

That top-tier Spiritual Artifact shield, which claimed to be able to block a full-force strike from a Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivator.

Didn't even have time for a single crack to appear on its surface.

It was directly vaporized into a wisp of blue smoke under the roasting of the dark golden flames.

Immediately followed by the Crimson Gold Bowl.

The Water Cloud Banner.

The Azure Wood Armor.

These defensive Magical Artifacts, which Purple Mansion Cultivators regarded as treasures, under the dimension-reduction strike of the Golden Core remnant Soul.

Were like layers of fragile window paper.

Shattering inch by inch.

Turning into flying ash filling the sky.

The backlash force from the destruction of the Magical Artifacts followed the energy connection and smashed fiercely back into Cao Yun's body.

Cao Yun suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

The Law pressure at the Golden Core level crushed down without reservation.

The surrounding space was completely locked down.

Cao Yun's knees went weak.

He knelt heavily into the boiling magma.

A crisp cracking sound came from his kneecaps.

His flesh and skin instantly charred, revealing ghastly white bones.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his hands pressing firmly against the bottom of the magma, refusing to collapse completely.

His fingernails broke off at the root, his ten fingers a bloody mess.

The protective True Essence transformed from the Pure Yang Heart Fire was his last line of defense.

The dark golden stream of light smashed through the last Magical Artifact.

Stopping straight, half an inch from Cao Yun's glabella.

The terrifying high temperature instantly scorched his hair and eyebrows.

The protective True Essence twisted violently under the erosion of the dark golden flames.

Letting out a wail of being unable to bear the burden.

It shattered with a boom.

The dark golden flames turned into countless tiny threads of fire.

Following his seven orifices, they violently drilled into his skull!