596: Chapter 596 Vanished into Ashes

[At the very back of the crowd, Chu Yiyi pulled you along as she squeezed inside, her voice both urgent and angry:]

["Fellow Daoist Qin... it's that scoundrel."]

[You nodded and casually tapped the shoulder of the old man in front of you:]

["Old gentleman, please let me through."]

[The old man tilted his head to glance at you, his white eyebrows knitting together. "Little child, what are you trying to do?"]

["I want to go over there."]

["Little child, don't go over there, it's dangerous." The old man waved his hand, his voice very soft.]

["It's fine. Please step aside."]

["No."]

[With a mere thought, before the people in front could react, they were pushed aside by an irresistible force, involuntarily retreating to both sides.]

[The crowd parted to reveal a path, and you walked through unhurriedly.]

[Behind you, the old man was still shouting loudly: "Little child, don't go over there, it's dangerous!"]

["Young people nowadays are all so stubborn." Someone nearby chimed in, shaking their head and sighing.]

[You turned a deaf ear, hands in your pockets, walking toward the main hall with lazy steps.]

[Seeing you stroll in so leisurely, the corner of Yin Jiu's mouth curled up slightly.]

["Why are there so many pieces of trash who aren't afraid of death today?" Yin Wuji's tone was impatient. "Yin Jiu, break his legs first and cripple his cultivation. I want to see who else dares to stick their head out."]

["Yes, Saint."]

[Yin Jiu grinned and turned around to face you.]

["Kid, what do you think you're after?" He tilted his head, his tone contemptuous. "Playing the hero saving the beauty? With just you?"]

[You didn't say a word.]

[Yin Jiu shook his head and raised his right hand. A speck of eerie blue light lit up at the tip of his index finger, as thin as a strand of hair and as cold as ghost fire.]

["In your next life, remember: there are some spectacles you shouldn't watch."]

[Before his voice even faded, the finger glow had already struck your chest.]

[Yin Jiu didn't even bother to look again, already turning his head back.]

[Then, he heard a soft sound.]

[It wasn't the sound of flesh exploding; it was the sound of the finger glow hitting a hard object, like a water droplet splashing onto a red-hot iron plate—it hissed and dissipated.]

[Yin Jiu was stunned. He turned his head and stared at your chest. There wasn't even a scorch mark on your clothes.]

["You..." Yin Jiu's eyelid twitched.]

[You took another step forward.]

[Yin Jiu felt a surge of pressure—it didn't emanate from you, but rushed in from all directions, as if the air of the entire hall was pressing down on him.]

["Saint, this kid is strange..."]

[He spoke while retreating, simultaneously tapping his right hand three times. Three finger glows shot out at once, targeting your eyes, throat, and Dantian respectively.]

[You didn't dodge.]

[Those three finger glows stopped half an inch from your body, vibrating violently. Like charcoal being extinguished by water, they dimmed bit by bit and finally turned into three wisps of blue smoke, dissipating into the air.]

["You... who exactly are you?!" Yin Jiu's eyes widened like copper bells, his voice changing pitch.]

[You slowly raised your hand, your fingers slightly spread.]

[Yin Jiu's face darkened, and his body flickered—he was attempting to teleport.]

[But his entire person was pinned to the spot. His face turned bright red, veins bulging as he desperately circulated his mana, yet his body wouldn't budge an inch.]

["No... Saint, save me..."]

[His voice only managed to shout half the plea.]

[You gently closed your fingers into a fist.]

[Yin Jiu's body began to dissipate, starting from his fingertips, like sand scattered by the wind, turning into countless tiny specks of light that drifted silently into the air.]

[His face was the last part to disappear.]

[Fear, confusion, and despair were frozen on that face. His mouth was wide open as if shouting something, but no sound could come out anymore.]

[Then, he was completely gone.]

[Not even a drop of blood remained.]

[Inside the hall, there was a deathly silence.]

["No wonder you dared to come." Yin Wuji looked at you, his pupils shrinking slightly. "I misjudged you."]

[You looked at him with an indifferent expression.]

["Who are you?" Yin Wuji asked.]

["How can an ant be worthy of asking Heaven's name?" your tone was flat.]

["Then do you know that my Old Ancestor has already joined the Heavenly Palace?"]

["The Heavenly Palace again?" You frowned slightly.]

["What? Scared?"]

["No," you shook your head, "I just think... they're a good match."]

[After saying that, you slowly raised your hand.]

[Yin Wuji narrowed his eyes and casually summoned the Black Tortoise Shield. The runes on the shield's surface flared up, and green light surged, instantly transforming into a thick wall of light that enveloped him.]

[This Black Tortoise Shield was a defensive treasure bestowed upon him by the Old Ancestor, capable of blocking a full-strength strike from a Void Refining expert.]

["Leave now, and it's still not too late. I can act as if nothing happened." Yin Wuji stared at you, emphasizing every word. "Otherwise..."]

[He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall before falling back on your face. "Otherwise, not a single person in this City Lord's Manor will survive today."]

[You looked at him and then smiled.]

["In your next life, don't be so arrogant!" Your tone was indifferent as you extended a finger and lightly tapped in his direction.]

[Yin Wuji's face darkened.]

[He looked down at his chest—a tiny hole the size of a needlepoint had appeared on his clothes.]

[Then that small hole began to expand, like an invisible mouth devouring his body—muscle, bone, and Meridians vanished inch by inch.]

["You..."]

[Yin Wuji desperately activated the Black Tortoise Shield.]

[The ancient bronze shield vibrated violently, its runes flashing frantically, but that green wall of light was like paper before the invisible force. It didn't even hold for an instant before shattering in two with a crack, clattering to the ground.]

[He gritted his teeth, his body flickering—attempting to teleport.]

[But his entire person was pinned to the spot, unable to move.]

["Law Domain..." Yin Wuji's voice was dry. "Impossible, you..."]

[Before he could finish his sentence, the hole in his chest had already expanded to the size of a fist.]

[Blood began to gush out, but that blood dissipated before it even hit the ground. Just like his Physical Body, it was being erased bit by bit.]

[He didn't scream. He looked down at his disappearing body and remained silent for two seconds.]

[Then he laughed.]

["Hahaha..."]

[The laughter wasn't loud, but the entire hall shook.]

[He raised his head. There was no fear in his eyes, only a kind of madness that made one's spine chill.]

["You think you've won?"]

[Most of his lower body had already dissipated, leaving only his upper body floating in mid-air. Blood gushed from the severed edge, only to be erased by the invisible force.]

["If I die, you all won't live long either!"]

[His voice grew louder and louder, as if he were roaring.]

["The Dao Tian Sect won't let you off! My Old Ancestor won't let you off! The Heavenly Palace won't let you off!"]

[Everything below his neck had already dissipated, leaving only a head suspended in mid-air. His eyes were bloodshot, and a bizarre smile hung on his lips.]

["Everyone in this entire Tianlan Immortal City will be buried with me!"]

["Hahaha..."]

[Before the last laugh could fall, his head also dissipated.]

[The laughter echoed in the hall for two seconds, and then it was completely quiet.]

[The ground was clean; not even a drop of blood remained.]