125: Chapter 125 A Clever Plan, A Full-Force Strike

Black wind pressed down from above, a foul stench assaulting the nose.

Golden Core Master Wu Yong's withered hand, yet containing earth-shattering power, rapidly enlarged in Gu Yan's pupils. Within his palm, that pitch-black energy sphere spun crazily, the surrounding space even appearing slightly distorted and cracked because it could not withstand this terrifying Spiritual Pressure.

This was a killing blow from a Golden Core Master.

There were no frills, only absolute crushing power.

Every bone in Gu Yan's body creaked, and fine beads of blood seeped from the surface of his skin. This was the sign of his protective True Qi being forcibly squeezed until it shattered.

Although the [Four Symbols Heaven-Locking Array] had closed and the entrapment Formation was complete, he had to endure this furious strike from Golden Core Master Wu Yong alone within this narrow Formation eye space.

He couldn't block it.

He would die.

Gu Yan's consciousness was clearer than ever before. He could clearly see the flash of pleasure in Golden Core Master Wu Yong's eyes at the prospect of slaughtering an ant, and he could see the electric arcs dancing on the surface of that black energy sphere.

He bit his tongue tip.

Holding a mouthful of essence blood, the Foundation Establishment True Qi in his Dantian began to run in reverse, preparing to burn his Lifespan and potential for one final, desperate struggle.

Even if he died, he would break a few of this old dog's teeth.

Just at this moment of life and death, within a hair's breadth.

"Beep—!" A crisp, pleasant, and somewhat lazy and comfortable electronic notification sound exploded without warning in Gu Yan's mind, which was tensed to the limit.

This sound was completely out of place with the collapsing space and howling fierce winds, like celestial music from another dimension.

"The 10086th Heavens and Myriad Worlds Slacking-Off Competition has concluded successfully! Thanks to its outstanding performance of 'AFKing for 30,000 Years,' this System has won the championship!"

"In a great mood! Throwing flowers! Celebrating!"

Gu Yan's reverse-flowing True Qi almost went haywire.

Before he could curse out loud in his mind, the System's voice suddenly changed tone, filled with an extremely exaggerated surprise.

"Holy crap?! Host, why are you about to die again? Your face is almost being pressed into the dirt!"

"Don't die! I just won the championship, and I haven't shared the joy with anyone yet!"

"Fine, fine. Since I'm in a good mood, I'll give out a benefit. Looking at your miserable state, I'll bestow this bottom-of-the-box one-time divine skill upon you!"

"Catch it! Don't say I don't look after you!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the temporary divine skill—[Ultimate Hand: Grafting (Supreme Edition)]!"

"Skill Description: Karma reversal, spatial displacement. Designate one incoming attack and transfer it without loss to any other target within the casting range. Note: This skill is a one-time consumable and will be incinerated after use."

A segment of profound and obscure, yet instantly understood, Dharma formula was crudely stuffed into Gu Yan's Sea of Consciousness.

Gu Yan's eyes, which had originally been filled with determination and madness, suddenly froze.

Immediately after, they erupted with a cold light that made even Golden Core Master Wu Yong feel a palpitation in his heart.

This was... the variable!

"Die!" Golden Core Master Wu Yong's roar reached his ears, and that terrifying black energy sphere was less than three inches from the top of Gu Yan's head!

That nauseating, corrosive aura had even scorched the hair on Gu Yan's forehead.

Golden Core Master Wu Yong's face revealed a cruel smile. He seemed to have already seen the wonderful scene of this young family head, who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, having his head explode like a watermelon.

"Grafting... of Flowers!"

Gu Yan did not dodge, did not retreat. He stared fixedly into Golden Core Master Wu Yong's eyes, letting out a silent roar in his heart.

Hum!

Time seemed to experience a bizarre dislocation at this moment.

At the center of Gu Yan's brow, an invisible golden rune suddenly flashed.

Golden Core Master Wu Yong's unstoppable palm passed through without any obstruction, the very instant before it touched the skin of Gu Yan's forehead.

It was as if it had passed through an illusory projection.

There was no sensation of flesh and blood flying.

There was no crisp sound of a skull shattering.

There wasn't even a ripple of spiritual power collision.

That black energy sphere, which had condensed his life's cultivation and was enough to level a small mountain, just like that... disappeared into thin air.

The sinister smile on Golden Core Master Wu Yong's face instantly stiffened. A strong, extremely absurd illusion caused his brain to go blank for a brief moment.

He missed?

Impossible!

His Divine Sense had clearly locked onto the opponent, and his palm had clearly touched the opponent!

Where did this power go?

Just within that one-thousandth of a second of his astonishment.

Behind Gu Yan.

At a corner of the Formation's light curtain.

An elite Disciple of the Black Fiend Sect, wearing black armor and possessing Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivation, was rushing into the Formation right behind Golden Core Master Wu Yong.

He held a long saber, his face full of excitement, preparing to add a few slashes after the Elder killed Gu Yan to snatch the Storage Pouch on Gu Yan's body. This was a fat job.

However.

His smile had not yet had time to fully bloom.

A terrifying aura, so familiar that it made his Soul tremble, appeared without warning at his chest.

It did not attack from the outside.

Instead, it seemed to "grow" directly out of the void, pressing against his heart-protecting mirror, and exploded at zero distance!

That was... the Grand Elder's "Black Fiend Demon Hand"?!

This Disciple widened his eyes, and what was reflected in his pupils was not Gu Yan's corpse, but a pitch-black energy sphere radiating an earth-shattering aura.

"No..."

Boom————!!! A muffled yet terrifying explosion erupted in the narrow Formation space!

This elite Disciple of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection did not even have time to let out a complete scream.

He didn't even have the chance to bring out a defensive Magical Artifact.

His chest, along with his upper body, was instantly completely swallowed and dissolved by that black energy sphere!

Bang!

Immediately after, the remaining body could not withstand the violent Spiritual Pressure and exploded directly into a scarlet, eye-piercing blood mist!

Blood rain flew.

Shredded meat splattered.

The entire Gu Garden was shaken by this loud noise, trembling.

Golden Core Master Wu Yong maintained his downward striking posture, standing stiffly in front of Gu Yan.

Warm, fishy-smelling liquid splashed onto his stiff face.

That was the blood of his most capable subordinate.

It was also a... masterpiece created by his own full-force strike.

"This..." Golden Core Master Wu Yong turned his head mechanically, looking at the blood mist still lingering in the air behind him, and the bottom-deep giant pit on the ground.

His pupils contracted violently, his breathing stalled.

How is this possible?

Why would his own attack... hit his own people?

What kind of Demonic Technique is this?!

An unprecedented chill rushed straight up his spine to his crown.

The old force was exhausted.

The new force had not yet arisen.

His mind was in chaos.

This was the most fatal... flaw for any Cultivator in battle!

"Now!" A low shout broke Golden Core Master Wu Yong's stupor.

In front of Golden Core Master Wu Yong, the youth who had previously seemed at the end of his rope now had an aura that surged like a volcanic eruption!

He did not hesitate in the slightest, with not a shred of doubt.

The crimson longsword in his hand, which had long been ready, turned into a shrill red light, stabbing towards Golden Core Master Wu Yong's defenseless Dantian like a viper flicking its tongue!

At the same time.

From the side and behind.

A white, graceful figure killed her way out of the shadows like a ghost.

Leng Yuechan!

She had been waiting here for a long time.

The longsword in her hand, carrying extreme cold Sword Qi capable of freezing the Soul, struck straight at Golden Core Master Wu Yong's back neck!

One in front, one behind.

One fire, one ice.

A sure kill!