364: Chapter 364 Greed

He knew clearly—within this Saint-Grade killing Formation, the Xuantian Sect was the only Dominator. They, these outsiders, were nothing more than fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered!

The core Elders of the Xuantian Sect were currently suspended at the nine array eyes of the great Formation, each with a face as cold as a ten-thousand-year iceberg, emanating a piercing, bone-chilling killing intent.

They continuously cast profound and complex techniques, and strands of golden Law power gushed from their palms like golden Dragons entering the Formation, merging into the array eyes, constantly reinforcing the might of the Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array—making the grey light barrier increasingly solid, the Evil Qi increasingly dense, and the killing power increasingly monstrous!

They naturally heard the panic and roars of the people within the Formation.

One Elder, with a sinister face and triangular eyes flashing with cold light, slowly raised his eyes. His cold gaze swept over the trembling crowd in the Formation, and he spoke in a cold voice.

His voice, amplified by the rumbling of the great Formation, spread clearly in all directions, carrying unquestionable pressure and naked threats:

"Everyone, there is no need to panic. My Xuantian Sect today only seeks to execute Chu Changsheng, Li Jiuyou, and Luo Xiaojiu, these three arch-criminals, and to retrieve our Sect's Rebellious Disciple and the supreme fortune that was stolen. Once the Formation executes these three, we will naturally open a path of survival for everyone. The premise is—behave yourselves!"

Behave yourselves!

These four simple words were like a heavy hammer striking everyone's hearts—the threat within them was blatantly obvious!

The so-called "behaving themselves" meant they had to stand by and watch the Xuantian Sect surround and annihilate Chu Changsheng and the other two, or even be forced to assist the Xuantian Sect when necessary!

Otherwise, within this Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array, the Xuantian Sect had the full ability to treat all of them as fuel for the Formation, or as enemies to be cleared away together!

Once these words were spoken, the Formation fell into instant silence, so quiet one could hear a pin drop. Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair and unwillingness—yet no one dared to resist in the slightest.

In the face of this terrifying Saint-Grade killing Formation, any resistance was merely like throwing an egg against a rock, inviting self-destruction.

"What a ruthless scheme! What an absolute calculation! They actually used a Saint-Grade Formation to seal the heavens and lock the earth, cutting off the escape route for these three, severing any chance of outside help, and even taking all of us hostage, turning us into pawns in their hands!"

A white-haired old Cultivator gritted his teeth so hard they clicked, his face flushed with indignation, but he didn't dare move even a fingertip—the killing power of the Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array was like Mount Tai pressing down; if there was the slightest movement, he would likely be crushed into powder by the Evil Qi in an instant.

In the past, these people were all powerful figures who ruled over parts of the Northern Region, worshipped by ten thousand Immortals and respected by Sects.

But at this moment, under this sky-covering Saint-Grade killing Formation, they were as insignificant as dust and ants—their life, death, glory, and decay were all decided by a single thought from the Xuantian Sect.

All gazes once again converged collectively toward the core of the storm, fixed upon the three figures of Chu Changsheng, Li Jiuyou, and Luo Xiaojiu.

But this time, although the greed churning in the depths of their eyes had not dissipated, it was tightly covered by layers upon layers of pity and indifference—that was the look of someone looking at dead people.

With a Saint-Grade killing Formation pressing down, and the Immortal-Slaying Evil Qi devouring the heavens and earth—even if the three had Heaven-Defying abilities, how could they escape from this airtight, absolute killing situation?

The path to Immortality was distant, and there was no way out. These three were destined to be nothing more than a fleeting flash of blood in the Northern Region, turning into stepping stones on everyone's path to seizing treasure.

The phantom of the Xuantian Sect Ancestor, under the continuous reinforcement of the great Formation's boundless might, became increasingly solid. The Law halo around his body flowed like a galaxy, almost breaking through the shackles of the phantom, crossing the barriers of time and space to truly descend into the world.

He hovered above the Nine Heavens, looking down at the three people in the Formation from a high position. His voice was like ten-thousand-year-old ice falling to the ground, bone-chilling and cold, yet between the lines, it was wrapped in a heart-burning and bone-eroding desire:

"Within the Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array, even if you have Heaven-Defying abilities, even with the Ten Fiends Treasure Technique in your possession—you have only one path: to fall!"

"If you are sensible, hand over all the fortune on your bodies immediately. This seat might consider that your cultivation was not easy, and leave your corpses intact, allowing your remnant souls to enter Reincarnation!"

The great Formation rumbled, shaking the universe, and the roars of the Immortal-Slaying Evil Qi were heart-rending, becoming the only main theme of this world.

The endless killing intent condensed into a tangible black tide, layer upon layer, surging and roaring, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and earth as it rushed toward the three isolated and helpless figures—

A net of heaven and earth, an absolute killing situation, had already been laid out without a single leak!

And those powerhouses from all over the Northern Region had now completely torn off the last shred of their hypocritical disguises.

They successively sacrificed their trump card Lifebound Treasures—some as ferocious as Vicious Beasts, some as sacred as Immortal Lotuses; the treasure light soared ten thousand feet high, reddening half the sky.

They also unleashed their trump card Divine Abilities; Dao patterns intertwined across the sky, spiritual light exploded incessantly, and the terrifying power made the Void Realm tremble.

Countless ferocious auras intertwined and entangled in the Formation, connecting into one piece, faintly echoing the killing power of the Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array—actually condensing an even larger, even more terrifying absolute killing net within the Saint-Grade Formation, surrounding the three of them tightly!

At this moment, they were no longer doing this for the face of any Sect, not for any rules of the Righteous Path, and certainly not to assist the Xuantian Sect in "cleaning up the Sect"—it was purely to seize treasure!

To snatch the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body Origin, the Nine Nether Yellow Spring Divine Water, and the complete Ten Fiends Treasure Technique from those three—and take them all into their own pockets!

Such Heaven-Defying fortune was enough to make them spare no cost—even if it meant perishing together, they would not hesitate!

Chu Changsheng and the other two had already become the sole focal point of the greedy gazes of the entire Northern Region, becoming fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered and walking supreme treasure troves in the eyes of all the powerhouses!

Luo Xiaojiu felt the terrifying killing intent that was ten times stronger than before, and felt the greedy gaze that almost wanted to swallow people whole. Her usually pretty and bright little face turned slightly pale, and her fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But she still gritted her teeth, guarding Li Jiuyou, who was at the critical moment of inheriting the Ten Fiends Treasure Technique and whose aura was still unstable, tightly behind her.

The golden light of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body on her body burst forth, like a brilliant golden sun hanging in the Void Realm, with sacred power surging and spreading.

Every inch of her skin was surrounded by undying battle Qi, and her bones clanged—she had already prepared to fight with her life, to fight to the death!

And Chu Changsheng—

Facing this absolute killing situation that would make any Half-Step Immortal tremble with fear and fall into complete despair, his expression remained calm and waveless, without even a ripple.

He didn't even glance at the powerhouses rushing over like madmen, nor did he look at the Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array that covered the sky and emitted the aura of killing Immortals and destroying Gods.

He only slowly raised his eyes, sweeping his gaze lightly across the entire scene.

Sweeping across those faces twisted beyond recognition by greed, across those pairs of blood-red, bloodshot eyes, across those figures who were impatient and eager to devour others.

Finally—his gaze slowly fixed on the phantom of the Xuantian Sect Ancestor, whose aura was the most terrifying and whose pressure was the most monstrous.

His eyes were chillingly calm.

Like a ten-thousand-year-old ancient well, bottomless; and like a Nine Heavens cold pool, freezing to the bone.

There were no waves in the depths of his eyes, as if the thousands of troops and horses and the Saint-Grade killing Formation before him were nothing more than passing smoke.

"This world..."

Chu Changsheng shook his head slightly. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry the power to penetrate everything, breaking through the rumbling of the Formation and the roars of the Evil Qi, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

In that tone, there seemed to be a hint of light disappointment, and a hint of realization as if he had expected it all along:

"Sure enough, it is all... ants who do not know how to live or die."

The moment the words fell—

He slowly raised his right hand.

His five fingers slightly spread, facing the sky-covering Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array, facing those Northern Region powerhouses rushing over like madmen, facing this world completely shrouded in endless killing intent and greed—

Casually, he pressed down!

This press was understated, like a scholar brushing dust off a table, like a Mortal brushing aside a wisp of smoke and clouds before their eyes—there were no earth-shattering phenomena, no power to overturn rivers and seas.

Yet it caused the rumbling of the entire Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array to suddenly stagnate for an instant—even the surging Evil Qi seemed to pause for a moment.

However—

Just the moment his five fingers spread—

Boom!!!

An indescribable, incomprehensible, and even impossible-to-describe-in-words vast aura, like an ancient God who had slept for billions of epochs, suddenly awakened from its slumber, carrying the power of creating the world—

From Chu Changsheng's seemingly ordinary body, which had no phenomena, it erupted without reservation, completely!

This was not the crazy boiling of spiritual power, not the violent rumbling of Laws, and not even "pressure" in the ordinary sense that made people breathless!

It was a kind of suppression of status that transcended the cognitive scope of all living beings in this realm!

It was an absolute gap in the essence of life, a ten-thousand-foot chasm between heaven and earth, an insurmountable difference between cloud and mud—it was the supreme majesty of a God looking down at ants!

With Chu Changsheng's body as the center—

The Void Realm within a radius of ten thousand miles was completely solidified in silence!

It was not violently imprisoned by powerful force, not sealed layer by layer by profound Laws—but seemed to have been directly "defined" as static by the absolute power of a higher-dimensional supreme existence who determined the universe with a single word!

The figures rushing over froze in mid-air, even the ferocity on their faces frozen in place; the blooming treasure light solidified on the spot, and the ten-thousand-foot radiance no longer flowed.

Even the Immortal-Slaying Evil Qi that surged endlessly and devoured the heavens and earth stopped flowing completely in this solidified space—turning into a static black tide!

"Void... Void Immortal?!"

A whisper trembling to the point of breaking leaked with difficulty from the mouth of a Half-Step Immortal—like the final funeral bell, it struck loudly in the hearts of all the powerhouses who could still think, shaking their Divine Souls violently!

Despair, like a sudden cold wave, with Chu Changsheng as the center, instantly swept through the entire Xuantian Immortal-Slaying Array—freezing all greed and annihilating all madness!

Those powerhouses who were just ferocious and wanted to seize treasure and kill, now all looked ashen, their pupils contracted to the size of needles, their bodies ice-cold to the bone, and even their blood seemed to have stopped flowing—

Void Immortal!

This was an existence they looked up to for their entire lives, an existence they didn't even dare to dream of touching!

It was a supreme powerhouse standing at the peak of the Immortal path, looking down at all living things, and holding the power of life and death!

They had actually dared to try to take action against a Void Immortal, dared to try to seize the fortune of a Void Immortal?!

How ridiculous!

How stupid!

How—not knowing how to live or die!