265: Chapter 265 Soul Searching and Spirit Stealing! The Millennium Treasure Trove of the Celestial Masters Sect!

Su Yang fell straight down from a height of one hundred meters.

His entire body was enveloped by Pure Yang True Fire.

Boom!

A deafening explosion erupted across the plains.

The massive command platform shattered like fragile tofu the moment it made contact with Su Yang's feet.

The hundreds of high-level Cultivators nearby did not even have the chance to release their protective True Qi before being knocked over by the overwhelming wave of energy.

The Old Celestial Master bore the brunt of the impact, screaming as he was sent flying backward.

Dust billowed, and flames soared into the sky.

Stepping on the scorched steel fragments covering the ground, Su Yang walked step by step toward the Old Celestial Master.

He then raised his right foot and stepped mercilessly onto the Old Celestial Master's chest.

"Alliance Leader? Celestial Masters Sect? Acting on behalf of Heaven?"

Looking down from above, Su Yang's gaze was like that of someone surveying a pathetic ant. "I am standing right here; go ahead and act on behalf of Heaven for me to see."

The Old Celestial Master's eyes were wide with rage, bloodshot.

He desperately channeled the True Qi of his Golden Core Great Perfection, attempting to shake off the foot pressing on his chest.

However, the Pure Yang True Qi was like an immovable ten-thousand-foot sacred mountain, suppressing him firmly.

"You... you Devil Head..."

The Old Celestial Master's voice was hoarse, filled with deep despair and fear.

Behind, the Emei Sword Sect Sect Head and the Abbot of the Vajra Temple saw this and were terrified, yet they knew there was no retreat today.

"Release the Alliance Leader!"

The Emei Sword Sect Sect Head held a broken sword.

He transformed into a streak of bloody rainbow, thrusting directly at Su Yang's throat.

The Abbot of the Vajra Temple also roared repeatedly, swinging his fists and blasting toward Su Yang's back.

Facing the desperate, fatal strike unleashed by the two Golden Core Stage experts, Su Yang did not even turn his head.

He casually pulled his left hand from his pocket and flicked his fingers repeatedly.

Two golden flames, only the size of soybeans, instantly pierced through the Void Realm, moving so fast that they were impossible to track with the naked eye.

Puff! Puff!

The bloody rainbow stopped abruptly. The Emei Sword Sect Sect Head's forehead was pierced through by the golden flame, leaving a charred, bloody hole.

His eyes were wide open, staring in death.

The Abbot of the Vajra Temple's fists were less than three inches from Su Yang's back, but they could not advance even a fraction further.

The golden flame landed on his bald head, instantly igniting his entire body.

"Ah—!"

The screams lasted for only half a breath.

The two top Sect Heads, who could command the wind and rain in the Ancient Martial Arts World and the Cultivation World, were directly burned into two piles of ash.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

Over a thousand Cultivators were terrified to the point of trembling violently.

A few cowardly low-level Loose Cultivators wet their pants.

This was not a balanced battle; it was a one-sided, cruel massacre!

The high and mighty Golden Core Stage experts were like clay chickens and pottery dogs, killed instantly at will.

"Run! Run! This person is completely invincible!"

Someone in the crowd shouted in despair, and their tense nerves completely snapped.

Dozens of Cultivators broke down, turning to unleash their remaining Magical Artifacts and fleeing frantically in all directions across the wilderness, wishing their parents had given them two extra legs.

Su Yang's gaze turned cold.

"Chu Ling."

In mid-air, an ice-blue figure drifted down, her movements as light as a swallow.

A cruel sneer appeared on Chu Ling's beautiful face.

She raised her fair right leg and stomped heavily into the void.

Crack, crack, crack!

The extreme cold Origin of the ten thousand year profound ice marrow erupted.

A deep blue cold current spread rapidly along the ground, exceeding the speed of sound, and instantly caught up to the dozens of fleeing Cultivators.

This group did not even have the chance to look back.

They were frozen into crystalline ice sculptures right in mid-air.

They then fell heavily onto the rocks in the wilderness, shattering into countless shards of ice emitting cold air.

This bloody and terrifying scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the Cultivators present.

Over a thousand Cultivators knelt in unison, kowtowing desperately for mercy, ignoring the blood streaming down their foreheads as they slammed them against the sharp stones.

"Senior Su, spare our lives! We only came because we were bewitched by the Celestial Masters Sect!"

"We beg Senior to show mercy and let us go like a fart! We will never dare to do this again!"

The heart-wrenching pleas for mercy echoed throughout the wilderness.

Su Yang withdrew his foot from the Old Celestial Master's chest and clasped his hands behind his back again, his posture arrogant.

"this young master is not a bloodthirsty person. I am in a good mood today, so I will give you a way to live."

Su Yang's voice was cold, infused with True Qi, reaching every corner of the scene.

"Hand over all your Storage Pouchs, Medicinal Pills, and Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals. Then, cripple your own Dantian and Qi Sea. Get out of the Jiangzhou territory."

"If you hand over one thing less, you die. If you do not cripple your cultivation, you die."

The harsh conditions were laid out, and the Cultivators looked ashen.

Crippling one's Dantian meant becoming a cripple, destroying decades or even centuries of hard cultivation in an instant, and becoming weaker than an ordinary person from then on.

But compared to being burned to ash or frozen into ice shards, preserving one's life was the most important thing at the moment.

"I will hand it over! I will cripple it!"

A Loose Cultivator gritted his teeth, untied the Storage Pouch at his waist, and respectfully placed it on the ground in front of him.

Then he raised his right hand and slammed his palm hard into his own lower abdomen, at the Dantian.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, the Loose Cultivator's aura instantly withered, his face turned pale, and he became a weak Mortal.

He scrambled away, supporting each other as they fled outside the camp.

With someone leading the way, the rest completely broke down and accepted their fate, abandoning all dignity.

For a time, endless screams and the sound of vomiting blood rang out in the camp.

Over a thousand Cultivators lined up to cripple their own cultivation, piling the wealth they had accumulated in their lifetimes in front of the ruins of the command platform.

Various Magical Artifacts, Jade Slips, and Spirit Stones piled up like a mountain, emitting enticing treasures' light.

The scene was extremely spectacular.

High in the air, the Frost Giant Dragon turned into a white light and flew back to Su Yang's wrist, transforming back into the ice dragon jade bangle.

Bai Li, Mary, and Qin Xueji drifted down lightly and stood steadily beside Su Yang.

Qin Xueji was specially wearing a form-fitting flight attendant uniform today; her white shirt was taut, and the dark blue hip skirt outlined her perfect waist-to-hip ratio.

Wearing black silk stockings and high heels, she immediately entered the role of the head steward.

She took out a specially made large Storage Pouch, walked to the pile of spoils, and began to count and collect them with swift movements.

A billionaire female president handling such confiscation and liquidation affairs was simply adept, exuding a shrewd and capable icy temperament.

Mary fluttered her black bat wings, wearing a deep V-neck jumpsuit, her hot figure fully visible.

Her crimson eyes swept over the crippled people vomiting blood all over the ground, full of disgust.

"Boss, the blood smell of this group is too foul; it is full of the sour stench of panic and cowardice, which makes me lose my appetite."

Mary covered her high nose bridge, her ample bosom trembling, as she hugged Su Yang's arm tightly and acted coquettishly, her blonde hair rubbing against Su Yang's shoulder.

"Let you eat vegetarian for a few days to cleanse your stomach."

Su Yang casually pinched Mary's slender waist, which could be held in one hand, feeling excellent.

He turned his head to look at Bai Li beside him.

Bai Li was dressed in a white dress, full of Immortal Qi.

Nine fluffy fox tails swayed slowly behind her, her purple eyes revealing nobility and composure.

"Husband, taking this batch of resources back is enough to upgrade the Spirit Gathering Formation in our backyard by another level."

Bai Li said softly, her voice gentle and pleasant.

Su Yang nodded, his gaze finally turning to the Old Celestial Master, who was lying on the ground, struggling to survive.

Witnessing thousands of fellow daoists crippled, the Alliance collapsing, and his life's savings being completely looted, the Old Celestial Master was so angry that he vomited large mouthfuls of black blood, his body convulsing violently, as if he had instantly aged ten years.

"You devil... the laws of Heaven are clear... you will definitely suffer divine retribution..."

The Old Celestial Master pointed at Su Yang, his fingers trembling.

Su Yang squatted down, grabbed the Old Celestial Master's tattered collar, and lifted the old man off the ground by force.

"Divine retribution? this young master is Heaven."

Golden light erupted from Su Yang's deep eyes, and his terrifying Soul Transformation Stage Mental Energy was released without reservation.

"The Celestial Masters Sect has been passed down for a thousand years; there must be many good things hidden in the mountain gate treasury. Tell me the secret method to open the treasury and its location coordinates. I will give you a quick end."

The Old Celestial Master's face was covered in blood and filth, and he let out a maniacal, miserable laugh, saliva mixed with blood flowing down.

"Dream on! Even if this old man's Divine Soul is destroyed and I never have a chance at reincarnation, I will never let you beast touch even a fraction of the Celestial Masters Sect's foundation!"

"Your mouth is quite hard, but unfortunately, it is useless."

A cruel sneer curled up at the corner of Su Yang's mouth.

"Since you refuse to speak, this young master will take it myself."

His right hand formed a claw, and his five fingers, carrying the overwhelmingly domineering Pure Yang True Qi, clamped fiercely onto the Old Celestial Master's crown.

The technique of Soul Searching and Spirit Snatching was unleashed violently.

The Old Celestial Master's eyes instantly rolled back, and his body erupted with an extremely shrill, inhuman scream.