331: The suffocating feeling of oppression is so strong that it is terrifying

"What a magnificent sight."

Xie Yicheng lit a cigarette and said with emotion, looking at the black sun slowly rising from the horizon in the distance.

"Mm."

Zheng Huangtong crossed her arms.

All the Shieldmen of the Gong Huang Guild simultaneously unleashed their defensive skills, barely managing to protect everyone from the shockwave that resembled a thousand-foot tsunami, preventing them from being swept away and scattered.

But others were not so lucky.

The Faceless Guild, Blood Sigh, and the Qing Family dependents struggled desperately in the airwave, but from time to time, someone would turn into a shooting star and be blown away, disappearing from sight.

The Drunken Swordmaster wiped his face, took a sip of wine, and calmed his nerves.

The black sun expanded to its limit, then began to rapidly contract towards the center, changing from black to white. The immense gravitational field directly caused the space it occupied to collapse, and the ground rumbled and caved in, creating a bottomless giant pit.

A terrifying suction force came from the continuously shrinking white oval light mass in the air.

"Hey, hey, hey! No way?!"

Wu Su's face changed drastically, and cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Even he was uncontrollably drawn towards it.

And within that violently fluctuating light mass, a terrifying energy capable of destroying the heavens and earth was about to erupt.

Finally, the light mass contracted into a singularity.

As if a star had exploded.

"Boom—!"

Endless black light rendered the entire Abyss like night. A blazing white sun rose from the darkness, illuminating three thousand realms. A massive pillar of explosive light pierced through the sky and ground of this S-Rank Abyss.

Wave after wave of shockwaves leveled the ground layer after layer.

No one outside the instance entrance was spared; they were all blown away.

Further away in the air, layers of pitch-black gale winds churned, sharp and unparalleled, like scythes cutting grass, annihilating all the mechanical scavengers that had followed the [Death Titan].

When all the dust settled.

On the spot, a thousand-meter-diameter, bottomless, pitch-black and dark spiral giant hole appeared, with interwoven electric arcs and surging residual energy.

Qin Kui crawled out of the yellow sand and spat out the sand in his mouth.

Everyone who survived had a look of relief at having escaped death, looking at the giant hole in the distance with lingering fear on their faces.

The power of this strike... it felt no less than a super-tier forbidden spell.

No, in terms of single-target damage, it was probably even higher.

"Even a Quasi-King's damage might not be this exaggerated..." an eighth-tier Magician said with a wry smile.

Qing Ya, the elven-eared girl under the protection of the Golden-Armored Female Swordsman, knelt on the ground, looking dazed, and said as if she had lost her parents: "I can't feel Brother's aura anymore... He didn't die, did he...?"

"Don't worry, little girl. A clan Prodigy like your brother, putting everything else aside, definitely won't lack substitute death items. He wouldn't die even if you did," the Drunken Swordmaster said to comfort her.

As soon as he finished speaking.

A wooden box carried on the back of a Qing Family dependent exploded, and a green columnar energy body converged, forming a giant cocoon.

Qing Wushuang broke out of the cocoon, his whole body was wet, his face pale and ashen, and his aura was unspeakably weak.

Qing Ya exclaimed in surprise, "Brother!"

The next second.

She couldn't smile anymore.

Space fluctuated, and that extremely oppressive pitch-black figure appeared in front of them. Black lightning interwoven on his body, and his dark red compound eyes just swept over them, causing Qing Ya, Qing Wan, and Qin Kui to feel suffocating pressure, unable to say a word.

The Golden-Armored Female Swordsman and the Drunken Swordmaster were even more on high alert.

After the pitch-black warrior glanced at Qing Wushuang, he did nothing, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Only ignoring is the greatest contempt.

"!"

Qing Wushuang's teeth were almost ground to dust, but the defeated are silent. Whatever he said at this moment would seem so powerless.

"Kachikachi!"

The battle armor transformed, slowly peeling off the walking pitch-black warrior, turning into countless black particles that converged onto the wristwatch on his left hand.

The young man's handsome appearance and upright figure reappeared in the eyes of the Gong Huang Guild and others. He wore black clothes, a knife hung at his waist, and his heterochromatic eyes under his bangs were as calm as water.

What was left for the Qing Family dependents and Blood Sigh members was only an oppressive back view.

"Let's go."

Jiang Yuan said.

Zheng Huangtong nodded.

The remaining guilds watched the group leave, not saying a word.

...

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"Today was really satisfying!"

"You didn't see how those Qing Family people looked, their faces were deathly pale, like ghosts... Hahaha."

"What kind of peerless Prodigy from the Qing Family, who hasn't appeared in a hundred years, acting so arrogant, wasn't he also blown to bits?"

"What Prodigy is useless in front of God Jiang!"

"God Jiang is mighty!!"

For the members of the Gong Huang Guild.

This time was a huge harvest, and they vented several grudges, ending perfectly.

Along the way, the members kept smiling, and their address for Jiang Yuan also changed from 'Little Brother Jiang' to 'God Jiang'.

Everyone urged Xie Yicheng to take out his treasured fine wine to celebrate. Xie Yicheng grumbled but still took out more than a dozen bottles of rare century-old fine wine.

The female muscular chef in the team even took out gem mammoth meat, known as a treasure in the culinary world, worth eight million federal currency per catty. After being cooked by a Prefecture Lord-level Secondary occupation chef, the overflowing aroma shimmered with visible golden light. Just smelling it made one's blood surge and life force increase.

"Gulp."

Shingu Yu and Ye both couldn't help but swallow their saliva, tasting this level of delicacy for the first time.

Everyone ate and drank, laughing as they walked.

The men, having drunk wine, drunkenly egged on Zheng Huangtong,

"Boss, you're already 29, you should consider getting married, otherwise you'll become an old woman no one wants. I think God Jiang is good. Others aren't worthy of you, but he's at least worthy of ten of you."

"Exactly, exactly, act early, don't worry about the old cow eating young grass, just lure him to our guild... Hehehe."

"You bastards, you just want to latch onto someone and pick up gear while lying down, right? You even want to sell me."

Zheng Huangtong cursed, but her eyes uncontrollably peeked towards Jiang Yuan.

I wonder if he has a girlfriend?

...

When everyone arrived at the Abyss entrance.

Many people were gathered here, all Hunters who had retreated from the Abyss.

The continuously reorganizing [Silver Sun] had completed its final stage and, according to Jiang Yuan's previous design, had become a silver humanoid mechanical body dozens of meters tall.

It stood there quietly, leaning on its greatsword, emitting a flawless silver halo under the blood-red sky. Its armor was seamless, like a single entity, its structure close to Perfection, filled with an indescribable mechanical beauty.