158: I am learning how to slay gods from the ancient formation techniques!

Meng Yun's words echoed through the grand formation into Yu Jingshen's ears.

His expression tightened, and without hesitation, he immediately channeled the formation's energy towards Meng Yun.

The Five Elements energy rippled and surged, like a world-shaking torrent, mighty and vast.

Yu Jingshen was still a bit too naive.

As the controller of the grand formation, if he had been qualified to fully master it, he wouldn't have needed Meng Yun's help to instantly strike down the Demon Seed!

The power of the Five Elements continuously flowed, seemingly converging behind Meng Yun into a vibrant, multi-colored waterfall.

Feeling this immense energy, Meng Yun's fighting spirit soared.

The power of the Five Elements, a new rule.

With Yu Jingshen's active infusion, Meng Yun didn't even need to consciously understand; he could passively comprehend it.

Good.

Let him see what power this Five Elements rule held for slaying the Demon Seed!

At this exact moment, the Demon Seed's finger also perfectly stepped into the Death Gate position.

The Eight Trigrams Array Disk suddenly lit up, erupting with power far beyond the norm under the infusion of the Five Elements energy.

Some unknown rule descended, bringing a slight decline in luck to the Demon Seed's finger.

A faint aura of death enveloped it.

This kind of power involving luck, enhanced by the Five Elements, made it difficult for even the Demon Seed's finger to break free for a time!

"Damn you, Meng Yun, what have you done!"

The Demon Seed's finger roared in fury.

Being repeatedly provoked by such an ant was clearly something its status could not tolerate!

"Compared to that... I'm more curious,"

Meng Yun said expressionlessly, casually drawing out the Formless Edge Sword, which glowed with the light of the Five Elements:

"Aren't you just a finger?

Where is that voice coming from?!"

"Since you asked so sincerely, then I shall mercifully tell you!"

The Demon Seed's finger tried to break free from the Death Gate's control while speaking to Meng Yun, attempting to buy time.

As it spoke, at the tip of the finger, the fingernail suddenly flipped backward, revealing a hideous, terrifying, fanged maw within.

Meng Yun: ...

That's truly disgusting!

Even Elden Ring isn't as grim as you!

But perfect, you just opened your mouth, didn't you?

Then let him inject it fiercely!

The rule of the Edge, which severs all, wrapped around by the Five Elements, the origin of all things, transformed into a multi-colored sword light, directly slashing down towards the Demon Seed's finger in the Death Gate's direction.

That momentum, even if Saint Wuji himself were present, he would once again suffer defeat!

Between a Half-Immortal's finger and Saint Wuji's true body, who was stronger?

This aura instantly swept out, and even the Demon Seed's true hand, countless spaces away, was momentarily stunned.

How could such an aura be easily mastered by a mere Soul Transformation cultivator?!

In its shock and anger, the Demon Seed prepared to conjure another finger, intending to crush Meng Yun!

"Your opponent is me!" Xu Beihuang roared, a vast aura suddenly erupting from his body, surging towards the Demon Seed's hand.

Previously, due to carelessness, a finger had escaped, nearly causing Meng Yun's tragic death on the spot.

Fortunately, the grand formation was controlled by their own people, preventing things from escalating to the worst-case scenario!

With such a turn of events now, how could Xu Beihuang possibly miss this opportunity again?

He had missed too much; he absolutely could not miss again.

Even if it meant sacrificing his rotten life!

Shangguan Qing had also long since thrown caution to the wind, unleashing her strongest attack, striking towards the Demon Seed's hand.

This Meng Yun might be the only hope across countless timelines; he absolutely could not be lost!

Xu Beihuang could die, and she could die too!

In a sense, they didn't even exist to begin with.

They were merely possibilities from a certain timeline, presented before Meng Yun through a spacetime rift and inverted causality.

But the prerequisite for rewriting this timeline was that Meng Yun must leave here alive!

Otherwise, erroneous causality would also forge a despairing future!

Not just Meng Yun, everyone was striving.

That double-rule sword light, carrying everyone's expectations, directly slashed towards that finger.

Whoosh—!

Shasha~

An unstoppable sound rang out.

The Edge was responsible for severing everything.

The Five Elements directly reduced the Demon Seed's finger to the smallest particles in the world.

I am slaying a god in an ancient array formation!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah—!"

"No no no—!!!"

"Meng Yun, Meng Yun! I will kill you!!"

The deafening sound made Meng Yun instinctively rub his ears.

Strange, his finger had been instantly refined by him, so where was that voice coming from?

Countless spaces away, the Demon Seed's right hand, now missing a finger, roared like a madman!

"Shut up, Meng Yun, retreat quickly!"

Shangguan Qing unleashed a streak of spiritual energy, instantly forcing back the ten thousand words of profanity that the Demon Seed was about to utter.

Xu Beihuang also seized the opportunity, leaping up and clinging to the back of the hand, launching a fierce attack.

Due to the vast disparity in strength, he could only delay, not kill it.

But.

This was no longer Meng Yun's concern.

With the crisis resolved, Meng Yun casually waved the Edge rule, breaking through the inner formation and instantly exiting it.

The moment he left, all the earth-shattering sounds and lights within the inner formation instantly vanished.

Like an illusion.

But Meng Yun knew that if he couldn't liberate Xuanwu Heaven from the Demon Seed's grasp in the next simulation, the scene just now might well be a premonition.

"You scared me to death, what the hell was all that?!" Yu Jingshen, still shaken, plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

"Don't tell me you don't know." Meng Yun looked at Yu Jingshen unblinkingly, a half-smile on his face.

He kept staring until Yu Jingshen felt a chill.

"Sixty million spirit stones, not one less." Meng Yun gave a mischievous smile and looked away from him.

Yu Jingshen loved money immensely.

But compared to Meng Yun, who could easily take his life, money was insignificant.

Meng Yun's gaze swept over Eastern Abyss and Saint Xuanji, watching them still comprehending the Five Elements rule, and he smiled helplessly.

The reason he carried such a heavy burden.

Was only because someone else enjoyed peaceful years for him.

Sometimes, ignorance was also a kind of mercy.

Meng Yun sat cross-legged, and while waiting for the two to finish their comprehension, he also seized the opportunity to meticulously study the complete set of cultivation techniques Shangguan Qing had given him.

The Saint Divine Supreme Art.

"What's your connection to the Autonomous Supreme Art?" Meng Yun murmured to himself, silently comprehending this cultivation technique.

For some reason, this obscure and difficult technique seemed as simple and straightforward as reading the multiplication table to Meng Yun.

Perhaps it was because he had cultivated the Innate Demonic Body and had countless experiences facing the Demon Seed directly?

Unclear.

Let's see again.

In a corner Meng Yun hadn't noticed.

Within the Containment Master space, the Dimensional Pocket, and the Divine Fire Cauldron, the mass of Demon Seed Flesh, which should have been dormant, suddenly became active again.

A slender tentacle abruptly pierced through the void, directly delving into it.

And at the exit of the void passage, it was Meng Yun's Dantian!