447: Chapter 445: The mastermind reveals himself, demonic claws tear through the air.

After enduring Gu Shengge's pressure, most of the nearby clouds dispersed, leaving Lin Shu with nowhere to run.

Jun Mengqing approached, the power of the Young Emperor of Qingqiu condensing behind her into a phantom of the Qingqiu Emperor, massive and majestic, as vast as an abyss.

Most of the Cultivators who followed them were just looking for an advantage in the chaos; none stepped forward to save him.

A flash of green brilliance flickered in Jun Mengqing's palm, shimmering with a faint light as it swept through the gloomy world, passing across Lin Shu's neck.

Following that was a crisp metallic vibration, like the humming of a sharp sword.

Lin Shu's neck trembled imperceptibly. In the next moment, his head rolled down from the sky, falling into the clouds. The surrounding elemental energy surged like lightning, instantly corroding the head until it was unrecognizable and charred black.

Jun Mengqing wanted to establish her authority, so she didn't hold back, killing the opponent instantly. The effect was immediate; the Cultivators who had followed along all shrank back into the distance, not daring to step forward.

Where Gu Shengge was, the yin-yang great mill was still slowly turning. The Laws and order of the world were being constantly torn and integrated, crushed into the purest power and merged into Gu Shengge's body.

Those broken cloud crosses were pulled in one by one, shattering between the great mill and turning into powder.

Inside the yin-yang great mill, Gu Shengge had already entered. The great mill rolled over everything within it like a driven herd of beasts, fleeing frantically. However, under the crushing force of the great mill, they still couldn't resist and eventually collapsed.

Among them was the Saint Son of Soaring Dragon. His Divine Soul was incomplete, and he roared within. The deity he believed in was still infusing him with power; that beam of white light passed through the yin-yang great mill and shone upon him, maintaining his state as a remnant soul.

There were also low murmurs of chanting, which were the ancient scriptures received by these demonically possessed Cultivators. However, the Saint Son of Soaring Dragon no longer believed in their contents.

This Divine Realm they previously believed in was more like a death warrant; after accepting it, they had all rushed to their deaths at Gu Shengge's hands.

It was only because this Holy Light was indeed maintaining his life that he didn't directly reject it.

After all, he had no choice. His cries would not be heard by Gu Shengge within this massive yin-yang great mill. To him, Gu Shengge was like the deity of this yin-yang great mill, high above and indifferent to all.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

As the cloud crosses around him were crushed, he suddenly felt a heavy crushing force. He cried out, but before he could make a sound, his body suddenly collapsed and dissipated into nothingness, with no trace of his will remaining.

The divine light, having suddenly lost its target, trembled. It seemed it hadn't expected Gu Shengge to be so decisive as to directly kill the being it had chosen.

The runes within it were in disarray, like water that had been suddenly stirred.

"Buzz!"

With a loud boom, the white light that was holy and soft just moments ago suddenly turned blood-red. Like a blade from Hell, it crashed down from the heavens into the yin-yang great mill, moving horizontally in an attempt to cut the yin-yang great mill in half.

The yin-yang great mill devoured everything, but that beam of light was indeed extraordinary, actually piercing through the great mill. As the beam tried to split the mill, the Yin and Yang Qi began to flow frantically like turbulent currents, entangling with each other. The blood-red beam was like being stuck in a quagmire; even though it could churn, it could never break free or split the mill, only struggling within.

Moreover, the more it struggled, the faster it sank, as the elemental power within it was being continuously devoured and worn away.

The Cultivators from all sides were terrified. The residual power emitted by the yin-yang great mill made them feel a suffocatingly terrifying force. Based on their power alone, they could not possibly be its match; even getting close would result in being killed by the aftershocks.

Simultaneously, in the heavens, the clouds were gathering and shifting. In the area where the Holy Light was, the distorted clouds gradually formed a hollow, giant face, looking down at everything below. It was cold and indifferent, carrying a powerful aura, as if looking down at ants, unmoved by anything.

The Cultivators who had once come following the "oracle" suddenly became solemn. They had all comprehended and Cultivated the Cultivation Techniques from the church and were already converts of the deity. Under the influence of those scriptures, they actually felt a strange sense of goodwill toward the cold, giant face appearing in the sky.

Their gazes were pious, and they no longer even feared Gu Shengge's pressure. They took the initiative to step out from behind the hidden clouds, prostrating themselves respectfully on the ground and beginning to kowtow.

They were still muttering unknown incantations. The sound of chanting echoed through the heavens and earth, causing the surrounding clouds to churn, which was startling.

Amidst the loud chanting, bell tolls rang out from the churches distributed throughout the world. The massive bell tolls echoed through the heavens and earth, shaking everyone's hearts.

The churches where the Cultivators of the Cangxuan Holy Land and the Jietian Sect were located were also vibrating. At the same time, a force was repelling them, as if trying to squeeze them out of the churches.

But with the suppression of the taichu dao bell, that force failed to cause much of a stir and subsided after a while.

The taichu dao bell carried the power of the great world; a mere church was naturally powerless to resist it.

However, the situation outside had indeed spiraled out of control. Those churches emitted dazzling white Holy Light amidst the mist, shooting out divine rays that gathered and condensed in the sky, transforming into glowing white Divine Runes of Holy Radiance. Beneath the giant cloud face, they formed something similar to a Formation.

Gu Shengge narrowed his eyes and activated the yin-yang great mill, smashing it directly into those Holy Radiance runes to devour and refine their power.

The originally indifferent expression on the giant cloud face gradually became distorted.

"Arrogant! Gu Shengge, you are a mere Peak Dao Integration stage Cultivator. How dare you be so insolent? Do you truly want this seat to personally take action and kill you?"

Gu Shengge sneered, "Haven't you been trying to do that all along? Is this thing your cross-realm Formation? My apologies, I'm going to destroy it."

Gu Shengge also had a premonition; this Formation seemed to be for summoning, as he had captured the fluctuating spatial power within it.

Therefore, he resolutely decided to destroy this Formation to prevent the opponent from coming over.

"Aaaah! Gu Shengge, you go too far!"

The distorted giant cloud face seemed truly angry, spinning and flickering continuously, eventually turning into a vortex that resonated with the Holy Radiance Formation below.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, a huge claw covered in black scales emerged from the vortex, striking down with sharp killing intent.

And the ultimate target of that giant claw was none other than Gu Shengge below.

Gu Shengge's expression changed drastically as he saw the giant claw blotting out the sky, crushing the spatial barrier above and arriving in an instant. The killing intent within it was chilling.(End of Chapter)