299: Chapter 299 Moon Ruins Fairy

"Sss—!" The faint sound fell, like a red-hot blade cutting into ten-thousand-year-old ice and snow, piercingly shrill and making one's scalp tingle.

The blood-colored pillar of light trembled violently. Inside the pillar, it seemed as if the shrill wails of countless Yao spirits rang out. That sound was venomous and painful, making one's scalp numb, and even the heavens and earth changed color because of it; dense cracks appeared on the surface of the pillar, and the blood-colored radiance rapidly dimmed.

Within the Nine Heavens rift, that terrifying aura about to descend suddenly stalled. A will of extreme fury descended with a boom, transforming into a roar that shook the Three Realms. This roar was filled with endless majesty and killing intent, as if it could annihilate all living beings in the world, yet it seemed to be firmly blocked by an invisible barrier—the speed of its descent suddenly slowed by more than several times!

Seeing this, Fairy Yuexu's eyes flashed with cold light. Her hands shifted through incantations, and the thousands of moonlight chains she had laid out took the opportunity to tighten frantically. Divine light from the Origin of Taiyin flickered on the chains, and the Taiyin cold Qi eroded the blood-colored passage like a tidal wave—further delaying the arrival of that terrifying existence, and even beginning to freeze the barriers of the passage inch by inch!

"Damn it! Damn it!!" Black Fiend Dragon King was furious. His dragon claws slapped the Void Realm frantically, shattering vast swathes of clouds. The violent power made the heavens and earth tremble. He knew clearly that the plan to summon his true body to descend had been severely interfered with; it was absolutely impossible to succeed in the short term.

Monstrous rage swept through his entire body. His scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Fairy Yuexu and Sword Master Jiyuan. His voice was like thunder, shaking the Void Realm until it twisted: "Today, this King will ensure that your Divine Souls are annihilated, your bones ground to dust, and that you pay the price!"

In the distance, the great powers of various sects hiding in the cracks of the Void Realm to watch the battle all had their pupils constrict, their faces turning as pale as paper.

Those top-tier experts, who always boasted of remaining calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before them, were now filled with shock and bewilderment on their faces, their blood and Qi churning violently due to this scene that defied common sense.

An old voice, carrying irrepressible trembling, drifted out from the depths of the Void Realm, every word revealing confusion and disbelief: "Is this world… truly about to change? A Mahayana stage Cultivator can actually go head-to-head with a Half-Step Immortal and remain standing!"

"That's the second one! That is the fluctuation of a complete and perfect Ancient Forbidden Art! Who exactly is this person? Why can he simultaneously wield two Ancient Forbidden Arts that have been extinct for eons!" Another exclamation nearly cracked with intensity, the tone a mix of horror and greed that made one's heart tighten.

"If this person can survive today… I dare not imagine, I truly dare not imagine it! When he undergoes the Tribulation and Ascension, won't he be able to cut down Immortals with a wave of his hand, sweep across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and have no rivals left?!"

At the center of the battlefield, Chu Changsheng took a deep breath.

That breath seemed to carry heaven-burning flames, scorching his throat until a metallic, bloody taste surged up. Yet, he forcibly swallowed it down, suppressing the churning blood and Qi within his body, as well as the internal injuries that were threatening to tear his internal organs apart.

His gaze first swept over Demon Venerable Yao Qingtian, who was dying and collapsed on the ground with no fighting strength left in the distance. A cold light flashed in his eyes, as if a sharp killing intent had passed by. He then looked up at the high sky, where three figures, fighting like gods and demons, were colliding frantically with a power that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth. Every exchange of blows made the heavens and earth wail, and the sun and moon lose their light.

Finally, his gaze turned into two sharp ice blades, piercing through the sky full of smoke and dust, nailing itself firmly onto the altar that was layered and concealed by the blood-colored Formation—Chu Zhanxiao was right there!

Meanwhile, inside the Source Seizing Array, Chu Zhanxiao at the center of the altar had a face as pale as paper, his aura so weak it was nearly non-existent. His thin body trembled slightly under the shroud of the blood-colored pillar of light, as if he might be annihilated at any moment.

The trace of Ancestral Dragon Bloodline originating from the ancient times within his body, as well as his innate Supreme Dao Body, were being slowly extracted by strands of "Marrow-Extracting Silk" that shimmered with eerie blood-colored light.

The silver-gold blood flowed slowly in mid-air like the most brilliant galaxy, every drop emitting a pressure like a dragon's roar; the Dao bones were as crystal clear as jade, flowing with colorful light—that Supreme Dao charm was enough to make any Cultivator go crazy and take risks for it.

Saint Son Yao Wuyue floated in mid-air, staring fixedly at that mass of silver-gold blood and Dao bones. The excitement in his eyes was almost turning into tangible flames. He roared to the sky, his voice sharp and maniacal, resounding throughout the entire Formation: "Hahaha! This is the True Dragon Dao Body! This is the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline! It truly lives up to its reputation, truly extraordinary!"

"Once I integrate this Supreme treasure into my own body, and then refine it a thousand times using the Myriad Demon Palace's secret technique that has not been passed down for ten thousand years, let alone being invincible among my peers, even charging toward that Supreme Immortal realm that few have reached since ancient times might not be impossible!"

Amidst the wild laughter, Yao Wuyue suddenly extended his palm. Countless complex and obscure devouring runes instantly appeared on his palm. Those runes swirled and danced like hungry wolves, emitting a sinister and terrifying suction force, causing the surrounding air to be twisted and deformed.

His palm, carrying the ruthlessness of a sure victory and the ambition to swallow the heavens and devour the earth, slowly reached out toward the floating mass of silver-gold blood and Dao bones that contained astonishing dragon might and Dao charm. His fingertips were a mere three inches away from that Supreme treasure!

Just at this critical moment— "Crack!" A crisp cracking sound that made one's heart tremble suddenly came from the dome of the Source Seizing Array like a thunderclap!

The sound was not loud, but it was like an ice-tempered steel needle, ruthlessly stabbing into the hearts of everyone present, making the hair on their bodies stand on end!

The ecstasy on Yao Wuyue's face instantly froze, the arc of his mouth not yet having time to retract. He was like someone under a paralysis spell, looking up in astonishment. He saw that the blood-colored Formation curtain, which had been jointly laid out by five Undergoing Tribulation Late Stage Great Perfection experts and was touted as unbreakable for eons and solid as a golden fortress, was now like a glass dome struck by an invisible giant hammer—a terrifyingly hideous crack had split open from the very top!

The crack was pitch black as ink, winding and twisting like a giant python waiting to devour someone, exuding a heart-palpitating chill! Outside the crack, it was not the chaotic battlefield scene as expected, but a darkness that was deep to the extreme. Within the darkness, it seemed as if hundreds of millions of stars were silently annihilating, and it also seemed to connect to the Chaos abyss from the beginning of the Universe's birth, exuding a suffocating dead silence and vastness.

Moreover, an indescribable pressure that was ancient, savage, and overbearing to the extreme was frantically seeping in from that rift! This pressure did not come from surging spiritual power, but from the suppression at the deepest part of the Bloodline, like a giant dragon looking down on ants, like a Heavenly Emperor suppressing the mortal world!

The air inside the Formation instantly became viscous and heavy, as if it had turned into lead and mercury, making it difficult for people to even breathe. All the operating blood-colored rune lights began to flicker madly, emitting "sizzling" wails—as if they could be extinguished completely at any moment!

"What is going on?!" The five evil Yao who were presiding over the core of the Formation exclaimed in shock simultaneously, their voices full of unbelievable panic, their faces instantly turning pale. They clearly felt that a terrifying power, completely beyond the scope of understanding, was violently impacting and eroding the Foundation of the Formation from the outside!

This was not some exquisite technique for breaking a Formation, but the most pure, most direct, and most overbearing… crushing of "Force"!

"Boom—!!!" The deafening loud noise almost shattered everyone's eardrums and cracked the entire heavens and earth!

Before they could make any reaction, the entire Source Seizing Array began to tremble violently. That initial crack spread frantically like a spider web, emitting a "crack, crack" shrill sound, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the entire dome!

Immediately after, a fist—a fist wrapped in a dim yet still majestic emerald-gold dragon shadow—suddenly pierced through the shattered dome of the Formation curtain! The skin of the fist had long since cracked, seeping out wisps of golden dragon blood. Every drop contained Supreme dragon might, and when it dripped into the Void Realm, it could smash out deep black holes!

The fist was not large, and even compared to that vast Formation that blotted out the sky, it appeared so insignificant. But the "Force" condensed upon it seemed capable of overturning the Nine Heavens, smashing the galaxy, and annihilating eons!

"Break!" A hoarse yet resolute cold shout, accompanied by the falling of the fist, sounded like a Nine Heavens divine thunderclap, resounding through the entire internal space of the Formation!

In this voice, there was an unyielding determination, a ruthlessness to perish together, and a monstrous fury of protecting one's own!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang—!" Four deafening loud noises exploded in succession, like rolling thunder! With the point of the fist's impact as the center, the Source Seizing Array's layers of defenses that it was so proud of—the indestructible Blood Fiend barrier, the spatial-locking Law barrier, the Divine Soul-binding Law chains, the all-devouring energy shield—were like a calm lake surface into which a giant rock had been thrown. Instantly, circles of destructive ripples exploded, and then… it shattered like withered wood in a storm!

The Formation Flags snapped inch by inch, turning into powder filling the sky; the Formation Plate exploded with a boom, and violent energy gushed out in all directions, like a doomsday torrent; the countless runes engraved on the ground were extinguished and annihilated one after another, emitting sizzling sounds, and finally dissipated into wisps of black smoke!

The violent energy turbulence was like a wild, untamed prehistoric beast, rampaging madly inside the Formation. Wherever it passed, everything was stirred into powder! Those Yao Race Cultivators who were setting up the Formation, caught off guard, were sent flying like kites with broken strings. Their bodies were torn apart inch by inch in the energy turbulence, and shrill screams rose one after another, resounding through the heavens and earth, but were soon swallowed by the roar of the energy!

The blood-colored pillar of light that was shrouding Chu Zhanxiao and performing the final Bloodline extraction bore the brunt of the impact and was forcibly shattered by this overwhelming, irresistible brute force! The moment the pillar of light collapsed, countless blood-colored runes were annihilated, and those "Marrow-Extracting Silks" reaching into Chu Zhanxiao's body snapped inch by inch, turning into points of light that dissipated into nothingness!

The mass of silver-gold blood and Dao bones floating in mid-air also trembled violently, the spiritual light upon them instantly dimming by more than half, as if they had lost all the power that sustained them, teetering in the Void Realm!

"Pfft!" Yao Wuyue, caught off guard, was struck hard in the chest by the backlash of the Formation's destruction. Coupled with the True Dragon might contained in that fist, it was like a ten-thousand-jun giant rock smashing into his heart. His face turned pale abruptly, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood. Amidst the mist of blood—his hand reaching toward the treasure blood and Dao bones was forced to retract in a sorry state. He stumbled back several steps, his eyes full of shock and fury, staring fixedly at the shattered dome!