138: Chapter 138 Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable.

Ten days later.

The night was dark and the wind was high, with dark clouds obscuring the moon.

Yin Jiu led three Nascent Soul Elders, accompanied by thirty Golden Core death soldiers armed to the teeth.

Bearing high-grade Breath Concealment Talismans, they crept like a group of ghosts, silent and unseen, to a spot only three thousand li away from the outer perimeter of the Langhuan Mountain Range.

This was an extremely concealed, weak node where the Langhuan Spiritual Vein extended outward.

"Set up the Formation!"

Yin Jiu stood atop a desolate mountain peak and gave a low shout.

The thirty Golden Core death soldiers quickly dispersed, driving Formation Flags inscribed with crimson demonic patterns deep into the bedrock at specific positions.

Three Nascent Soul Elders stood at three separate Formation eyes, continuously injecting their magic power.

Yin Jiu personally directed from the center, the incomplete "Nine Nether Soul Severing Formation" Formation Plate hovering before his chest, emitting a nauseating, bloody stench.

Everything proceeded extremely smoothly; no one noticed, and not even a low-grade demonic bird patrolling the mountains was alarmed.

Nine Nether Earthly Fiend Qi began to gather frantically underground.

Following the texture of the Spiritual Vein, like countless invisible venomous snakes, it swam silently toward the main peak of the Langhuan Mountain Range.

A ferocious, triumphant look appeared on Yin Jiu's face.

He already seemed to see the scene three days later, with wails filling Zixiao Mountain.

He imagined the wonderful scene of those two high-and-mighty Late Stage Nascent Soul experts coughing blood in agony beneath his feet, left at his mercy.

As long as he devoured the Su Family's Foundation and drained that Grade 7 Spiritual Vein, he would be able to break through the Late Stage Nascent Soul Bottleneck in one fell swoop!

Just at the moment when the final main Formation Flag was about to fuse completely with the Spiritual Vein.

That very instant, when the trace of evil intent and killing intent in Yin Jiu's heart climbed to its absolute peak.

Deep in the Void Realm, high, far, and unreachable in the sky.

Without any warning.

An extremely minute, yet extremely lethal spatial rift tore open like the eye of a demon silently opening.

This was not a Spell cast by anyone, nor was it a backlash from any Formation.

This was a type of extremely random "Spatial Turbulence Stress Release" that inevitably occurs during the self-repair process of the Southern Wasteland's spatial barrier after The Great World flooded it with Spiritual Qi.

Simply put, this was a sneeze from the Heavens.

It was just that this sneeze happened to be too coincidental.

It was so coincidental that it made one's scalp numb.

The moment the spatial rift tore open, a massive "Star Meteorite Fragment" that had shattered in the ancient era and drifted in the spatial turbulence for who knows how many millions of years.

Carrying terrifying mass and absolute kinetic energy sufficient to destroy everything, it was directly "spat out" by that spatial stress.

This Star Meteorite Fragment was as large as a small mountain peak!

The direction it fell was neither off to one side nor the other.

It was exactly, perfectly, the very peak of the desolate mountain where Yin Jiu was located!

"Boom—rumble!!!"

A Soul-tearing sonic boom tore through the clouds and drowned out every other sound between Heaven and Earth.

Yin Jiu, who was concentrating fully on guiding the Earthly Fiend Qi, suddenly felt the sky above his head go dark.

He looked up in astonishment, his vertical pupils shrinking to the size of needlepoints in an instant.

He saw that Star Meteorite, carrying Star Power from beyond the heavens and burning into a massive fireball from friction with the air, smashing into his face in an unavoidable posture!

His Mid-Stage Nascent Soul Divine Sense issued a shrill death warning that almost shattered his Sea of Consciousness.

"Run!!!"

Yin Jiu bit his tongue without hesitation, frantically burning a hundred years of his Lifespan, attempting to use a Blood Escape technique to tear through space and flee.

But it was too late.

Too late.

The Formation base of the Nine Nether Soul Severing Formation had already been set, and the Earthly Fiend Qi and the terrifying Star Power carried by the Star Meteorite Fragment.

Upon contact, they produced an extremely strange and overbearing magnetic field repulsion.

The space within a thousand li was completely locked down in this instant, as hard as iron!

Never mind Blood Escape; even a Teleportation Talisman had become a worthless scrap of paper at this moment!

"No—!!!"

The roar filled with extreme despair and disbelief had only just erupted from Yin Jiu's throat.

Before it was completely swallowed by the earth-shattering roar of the falling Star Meteorite.

The Star Meteorite landed.

There was no explosion shockwave spreading in all directions.

All that existed was the purest, most unreasonable crushing force of mass.

The desolate mountain peak was directly leveled, along with the four Nascent Soul experts and thirty elite Golden Core death soldiers, including Yin Jiu.

Under this great power from beyond the heavens, they did not even have room to struggle.

Their protective True Essence shattered like paper, and their Physical Bodies, Magic Treasures, and even their Nascent Souls that were trying to escape via Soul Emergence, were all ground into primitive nothingness in an instant!

Their Divine Souls were completely annihilated!

Not even a speck of residue remained in this world.

And this was only the beginning.

The terrifying impact of the Star Meteorite landing was like an extremely violent hammer, smashing heavily onto the newly formed Formation base filled with Nine Nether Earthly Fiend Qi.

The Earthly Fiend Qi, originally prepared to flow along the Spiritual Vein toward the Langhuan Mountain Range, was squeezed in the opposite direction by this immense force.

It actually turned around forcibly!

Following the "Spiritual Vein Traction Textures" that the Xuan You Sect had painstakingly laid out while setting up the Formation, it rushed back at a violent speed ten times faster than when it arrived.

It flooded directly back into the Nether Blood Valley fifty thousand li away!

The main Sect of the Nether Blood Valley.

The thousands of Xuan You Sect Disciples remaining in the Sect were dreaming of their Sect Master's triumphant return and the dividing of the Su Family's wealth.

Suddenly.

From the rifts beneath the Sect, black Earthly Fiend Qi erupted, blotting out the sky and sun!

The Sect-protecting Formation could not defend against a blast originating from inside the Spiritual Vein.

Thousands of Disciples were instantly swallowed by this violently backlashing Earthly Fiend Qi of their own making while sleeping or Cultivating.

The screams did not even last for half an incense stick of time.

Overnight, the entire Xuan You Sect perished, and the Sect turned into a true, dead, nether land.

...

Zixiao Mountain, Stone Pavilion.

The morning breeze blew past, bringing a hint of late autumn chill.

The leader of the Su Family's Secret Guards knelt on one knee outside the stone pavilion, presenting a Jade Slip with both hands.

"Old Ancestor, the Xuan You Sect fifty thousand li away was destroyed last night, and the Sect has turned into a dead land."

"Additionally... at the site of the old Wangyue Peak, three thousand li from our clan, an extremely terrifying crater was discovered, suspected to be the site of a Star Meteorite impact."

"At the bottom of the crater, fragments of the broken Lifebound Treasure belonging to the Xuan You Sect Revered Master, Yin Jiu, were found."

The Secret Guard leader's voice was trembling slightly; he simply could not comprehend such absurd intelligence.

A top-tier force plotting to ambush the Su Family, yet before they even arrived, their highest combat power was smashed to death by a stone falling from the sky, and then the Formation they set up backfired on their own home?

Even those who write storybooks wouldn't dare to make this up!

The Jade Slip was spread out on the stone table, detailing the trajectory of that Star Meteorite and the traces of the Earthly Fiend Qi backflow.

Mu Qingxue scanned the contents of the Jade Slip, a ripple of extreme complexity appearing in her cold, clear eyes.

She turned her head to look at Su Yu, who was leisurely pouring himself tea beside her.

"This Xuan You Sect..."

Mu Qingxue paused for a long while, racking her brains, but could not find suitable words to describe such a bizarre coincidence.

"They were wiped out completely without even seeing the Formation light screen of Zixiao Mountain."

Su Yu's expression was calm as he placed the teacup on the tabletop with a soft clink.

He did not even frown.

There was not even a ripple of emotion in his heart.

Surprise? What was there to be surprised about?

With 10,072 points of Fortune bestowed upon him, the Laws of this Heaven and Earth had long since become his most loyal, most unreasonable, ultimate sugar daddy.

Any malice directed at him, as long as it crossed that invisible red line of Karma.

The Heavenly Dao didn't need him to worry at all; it would naturally arrange ten thousand reasonable, seamless, yet extremely absurd accidents.

Wiping the other party out completely, scattering their ashes for you.

"Heaven's wrongs may be forgiven, but one cannot survive self-inflicted woes."

Su Yu picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and gave his ten-character verdict.

The news of the Xuan You Sect's destruction grew wings and quickly spread throughout the entire Southern Wasteland.

All parties knew that the Xuan You Sect had secretly mobilized troops and generals with the intention of targeting the Qianlong Su Family.

Yet before they even arrived, they met with a catastrophic disaster.

No one believed it was a natural disaster.

Every Sect Master, Clan Head, and reclusive Old Monster in the Southern Wasteland was convinced that this was an earth-shattering method employed by that unfathomable Old Ancestor of the Qianlong Su Family!

Without even leaving the mountain, he could summon a Star Meteorite from beyond the heavens three thousand li away, and even control Earthly Fiend Qi in reverse to wipe out an entire Sect!

What kind of shocking Divine Ability was this?

For a time, all forces in the Southern Wasteland were silent as cicadas in winter.

Those external forces that had originally been eyeing Zixiao Mountain covetously and ready to make a move were all breaking out in cold sweat, honestly retracting their extended claws.

The next day, the line of gift-givers outside Zixiao Mountain stretched for a hundred li, all coming to kowtow for peace and express their loyalty.

Su Yu, in an almost absurd manner, once again established an absolutely irresistible prestige in the Southern Wasteland.

He stood at the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, the mountain wind billowing his green robes.

His gaze crossed the vast sea of clouds, looking toward the far west, the direction that had once been the rift in the boundary barrier.

The Southern Wasteland was settled, and the Family Foundation was as solid as an iron bucket.

High-grade combat powers dared not invade, and the descendants within were flourishing.

The Qianlong Su Family's Foundation was as stable as it could possibly be.

In this pond, no waves could ever reach his feet again.

However, in the depths of Su Yu's eyes, there was an extreme clarity and profundity.

Comfort is often a hotbed of stagnation.

The Southern Wasteland was, after all, a small pond that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years.

Even with the Spiritual Qi flood and the pseudo-Grade 8 Spiritual Vein on Zixiao Mountain accelerating Cultivation, the capacity of the pond remained limited.

Late Stage Nascent Soul was already the limit that the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of this realm could support.

To go further, to break through to Soul Transformation, or even to follow in the footsteps of his Revered Master, Old Ancestor Tianshu, to witness the scenery of Body Integration and Mahayana.

Relying solely on closing one's doors to Cultivate was a fool's dream.

"Qingxue."

Su Yu spoke, his voice calm yet filled with unquestionable determination.

"Hmm."

Mu Qingxue walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"We have stayed in the Southern Wasteland long enough these past hundred years."

Su Yu's gaze pierced through the sea of clouds, looking toward that unknown vastness.

"The pond water is shallow and cannot raise a true Dragon."

He turned his head to look at his Dao Companion, who had accompanied him through several lifetimes.

"It is time for us to go and see the vast ocean of The Great World."

Mu Qingxue met his gaze, a faint smile appearing on her cold, clear face.

There was not a trace of fear of the unknown in her eyes, only a weaving of Battle Intent and anticipation.

"Wherever you go, I shall go."