162: Chapter 162 The Great Oath of the Demonic Path!

"Boom—!!!"

The Hunyuan Summoning Order, condensed by the combined efforts of thirteen Mahayana experts, transformed into a blood-golden edict ten thousand times more blinding than the scorching sun.

It shattered the Void Realm directly and descended upon the firmament of the Hunyuan Heavenly Domain.

The edict split into ten thousand pieces.

They turned into thousands of blood-golden streaks of light, like a meteor shower, precisely striking the darkest and most hidden corners of every region in The Great World.

...

Central Region, a nether ghost cave one hundred thousand feet underground.

A dried corpse, nailed into a black stone coffin by countless extreme yin chains, suddenly opened its eyes.

The dried corpse's skin and flesh had long since weathered away, and only two faint green flames danced in its eye sockets.

It had been stuck in the Body Integration Middle Stage for a full fifty thousand years, and the life-extending spiritual liquid in the coffin had completely dried up.

In ten years at most, it would be physically and spiritually destroyed.

A blood-golden streak of light pierced through the earth and fell into the stone coffin.

The dried corpse, with only a skeleton left for a hand, gripped the streak of light tightly.

"Share the Luck... Mahayana protection..."

"Crack! Crack!"

The extreme yin chains that had imprisoned it for fifty thousand years were snapped by it.

The dried corpse looked up and let out a shrill, manic laugh that sounded like torn rags.

"This old man... is going!"

Boom!

The tomb exploded, and a decaying yet extremely powerful Body Integration Middle Stage escape light shot into the sky.

East Sea, at the bottom of an endless vortex.

An elderly Thunder Dragon, blind in its left eye and covered in scars from the Heavenly Tribulation, was despairingly waiting for the arrival of its final Loose Immortal Tribulation.

The blood-golden light fell into the water.

The old dragon swallowed it in one gulp.

In that blind left eye, extreme fanaticism for survival erupted instantly.

"Death is inevitable anyway! I will fight for that sliver of life!"

The hundred-foot dragon rushed out of the sea, kicking up a monstrous tsunami, and headed straight north.

Southern Frontier, Ten Thousand Mountains, Ten Thousand Poison Forest.

The Far West, Sandstorm City.

Northern Region, deep valley of the ice plains...

Ancient Tombs that had been silent for thousands to ten thousand years were forcibly broken open.

Old Ancestors, whom even the Juniors of their Sects thought had passed away dozens of generations ago, emerged from their graves, filled with Death Qi and decay.

The Hunyuan Summoning Order, endorsed by thirteen Mahayana experts!

This was equivalent to issuing a legal robbery permit to all the Old Monsters in the world!

One.

Ten.

A hundred.

Five hundred...

A thousand!

Hundreds upon hundreds of terrifying Body Integration Stage escape lights, dragging colorful remnants of Laws, rose from all directions of the Hunyuan Heavenly Domain.

They did not exchange any words, and there were even blood feuds between them spanning tens of thousands of years.

But at this moment, their goal was surprisingly consistent.

Northern Region, Yuheng Mountain!

The world was shocked!

The current Sect Masters of the top-tier Sects and families in The Great World watched the dense swarms of Body Integration Stage escape lights in the sky, like locusts passing through.

They were so scared that their hands trembled even while activating their Sect-protecting Formations.

"They're crazy... they're all crazy!"

"So many Body Integration Stage Old Monsters appearing at once, is this an apocalyptic war?!"

"The direction is the Northern Region! Yuheng Mountain! The direction of the Qianlong Su Family!"

The news spread through the domains like a plague.

Everyone understood.

That Qianlong Su Family was finished.

Even if Su Yu's Fortune was Heaven-Defying, even if the Xuanming Turtle-Snake was powerful.

Facing thirteen Mahayana experts pulling the strings behind the scenes, and over a thousand Body Integration Old Monsters who feared no death and only sought to extend their lives, it was a combined suppression.

This was no longer something that could be blocked by a Heavenly Dao backlash.

This was the will of the highest level of The Great World, forcibly using human lives and foundations to smash a hole in the Heavenly Dao!

...

Yuheng Mountain, Zizhu Peak.

The originally clear sky was covered by a layer of blood-colored tribulation clouds so thick it could not be dissolved.

The Spiritual Pressure in the air was heavy to the extreme, and even the light screen of the mountain-protecting Formation began to make unbearable cracking sounds.

By the cliff in the backyard.

Su Yu, in a green robe, sat quietly alone on a stone stool.

On the stone table in front of him, there was a pot of tea that had long since gone cold.

He did not look up at the Void Realm in the sky that had already begun to twist.

Nor did he sense the thousands of Body Integration Spiritual Pressures crazily approaching from all directions.

He just looked down at his left hand extremely quietly.

On his wrist, the Xuanwu totem left behind when the Xuanming Turtle-Snake formed a symbiotic contract in the Withered Spirit Wasteland was currently emitting a scorching heat.

"It came faster and more ruthlessly than I imagined."

Su Yu whispered.

He slowly clenched his fist, gripping the totem tightly in his palm.

In his abyss-like black eyes, there was no fear, no despair.

There was only a kind of extreme madness that had been waiting for a long time, finally able to let go completely.

"Ten thousand people sharing the Karma? Puppets opening the way?"

Su Yu sneered, a mocking arc curling on the corner of his mouth.

"You old things, you calculated very shrewdly indeed."

"However..."

Su Yu slowly stood up, his green robe rustling in the violent wind.

He looked up, staring straight at the firmament that had been completely dyed blood-red.

"You don't understand at all."

"What it means to be truly fearless when you have nothing to lose!"

Yuheng Mountain Range, Zizhu Peak.

It was not yet dawn.

Heavy blood-colored dark clouds pressed down without warning, tightly covering the entire hundred-thousand-mile spiritual mountain.

The Spiritual Qi, which was usually so rich it could drip water, was now stagnant, and inhaling it into the lungs felt like a bone-chilling stickiness and suffocation.

The purple-gold light screen of the Sect-protecting Formation flickered wildly, emitting an extremely harsh friction sound.

No strong enemy was attacking the Formation.

This was purely an omen caused by the rapidly soaring killing intent and Karma between heaven and earth, forcibly squeezing space.

Shadow Pavilion.

"Clap!"

A blood-colored Jade Slip engraved with top-secret Formation patterns exploded into powder in Ji Wushuang's palm.

The fragments cut her fingertips, and bright red blood dripped onto the rosewood desk.

She didn't pay attention to the wound.

This Nine Nether Demoness, who was decisive in killing and controlled a vast dark web across dozens of regions in The Great World, was shaking uncontrollably at this moment.

It was too cold.

The news sent back by the intelligence network was cold enough to freeze the Dao Heart of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Thirteen Mahayana Stage supreme giants met in secret in the Void Realm.

They set the "Three Rules of Hunting Heaven".

The Hunyuan Summoning Order appeared in the world.

Thousands of Old Monsters stuck in the Body Integration Stage, whose Lifespans were coming to an end, had already accepted the edict and were rushing towards Yuheng Mountain from all directions like a swarm of locusts smelling blood.

No one cared how hard the Qianlong Su Family's Formation was.

No one cared that there was a Void Refining Stage Old Ancestor Tianshu sitting here.

Facing the absolute kill situation where Mahayana experts played chess and a thousand Body Integration experts acted as blades, all resistance on Zizhu Peak was just a futile joke.

Ji Wushuang stood up abruptly, and because she stood up too quickly, the armchair behind her was knocked over.

She didn't even have time to tidy up her messy red dress, she turned into a blood-colored escape light, broke through the doors and windows of the Shadow Pavilion, and headed straight for the council hall on the top of the mountain.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Clang—Clang—Clang—"

On Zizhu Peak, the ancient summoning bell that had been silent for a hundred years was struck heavily.

The bell sound was urgent and dull, revealing an unquestionable determination.

Hearing this bell, the entire Su Family instantly boiled over.

Twelve Golden Core Elders, hundreds of core elite disciples, and four confidantes including Mu Qingxue, all put down their cultivation and rushed towards the summit hall at the fastest speed.

Old Ancestor Tianshu, who was in seclusion in the back mountain of the main Peak, also broke out of seclusion, tore through the Void Realm directly, and descended into the center of the hall.

Inside the hall, it was brightly lit.

Su Yu, in a clean green robe, sat high in the main seat.

To his left was a cup of spiritual tea that was still steaming, and to his right stood Ji Wushuang, whose face was pale and whose lips were almost bitten to the point of bleeding.

Everyone noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere.

The kind of dead silence that was suppressed to the extreme, as if before the sky fell and the earth collapsed, made those young Su Family Juniors who had just formed their Golden Cores afraid to even breathe loudly.

"Everyone is here."

Su Yu's gaze swept across the people below.

He looked at the descendants he had raised with his own hands, and at the Elders who had followed him all the way from the Southern Wasteland and here.

Finally, his gaze met Old Ancestor Tianshu's eyes, which were filled with suspicion.

"Wushuang, tell them the intelligence."

Su Yu picked up the teacup, blew the foam gently, his tone steady.

Ji Wushuang took a deep breath, her voice becoming somewhat hoarse due to extreme suppression.

She threw out the news of the Hunyuan Summoning Order, the layout of the thirteen Mahayana experts behind the scenes, and the approach of thousands of Body Integration death squads, word for word.

Inside the hall.

A deathly silence.

A Su Family Elder widened his eyes, his legs went soft, and he fell directly onto the bluestone floor.

"Thousands of... Body Integration experts?"

His teeth were chattering, and his voice was fragmented.

"And Mahayana Stage experts behind the scenes?"

"This... how is this possible! What did my Su Family do wrong to provoke such a world-destroying disaster?!"

Panic spread through the crowd like a plague.

The Su Family had developed too smoothly on this Yuheng Mountain.

So smoothly that they thought, with Su Yu around, The Great World was just their own backyard.

Until this moment, when that huge net covering the sky and sun fell over their heads, they truly saw the man-eating fangs of The Great World!

"What are you panicking about!"

Old Ancestor Tianshu roared, the pressure of the Void Refining Late Stage suppressing the entire scene, pinning those Golden Core Elders who were nearly collapsing to the ground.

The Old Monster's beard and hair bristled with anger, staring fixedly at Su Yu.

"Yuer, is this intelligence true?"

"Absolutely true."

Su Yu put down the teacup.

"They are not coming for the Su Family; they are coming for the Luck on me."

Su Yu did not hide anything, and admitted the source of this dead end very frankly.

"That old thing Kurong leaked everything before he died."

"The Mahayana Old Monsters don't dare to do it themselves for fear of Heavenly Dao backlash, so they summoned a group of Body Integration Stage experts who are about to die of old age to be scapegoats."

He stood up and walked down the steps with his hands behind his back.

"I have reinforced the Formation to the limit in these three months, and the resources of the Internal Affairs Pavilion are enough for you to seal the mountain and hold on for a thousand years."

"As long as you stay on Zizhu Peak and don't go out, with the Bloodline Karma isolation Formation I set up, they won't find an excuse to touch you."

"Because, as long as I am not on the mountain."

"If they take action against Zizhu Peak, it will be equivalent to wasting the Heavenly Dao's liquidation quota, and the Mahayana Stage won't allow such a loss-making business to happen."

This statement was extremely clear, analyzing all the retreats very clearly.

But Mu Qingxue, sitting below, clenched her clothes tightly with both hands.

Her usually cold face was pale.

The breathing of Shen Ruyue, Yun Zhilan, and others was also completely chaotic.

"Husband, what do you mean by this?"

Mu Qingxue stood up abruptly, and the extreme cold True Yuan surged around her uncontrollably.

"You are not on the mountain?"

"Where are you going!"

Su Yu did not look at her.

He walked past the crowd straight to the empty white marble square outside the hall.

"Senior."

Su Yu called out extremely calmly towards the ground of the square.

"Boom!"

The floor tiles of the square instantly lit up with blinding purple-gold light.

Ten thousand feet deep underground, that quasi-eighth-grade Spiritual Vein surged violently.

A giant beast as huge as a mountain, with ancient runes carved on its turtle shell, tore through the earth layer and descended onto the square with the terrifying pressure of the Body Integration Middle Stage Peak!

Xuanming Turtle-Snake!

This descendant of the ancient Yao Saint, under the nourishment of the Creation Furnace, had all its Mahayana Dao injuries healed, and was currently in its prime state.

Its ancient eyes, like searchlights, stared fixedly at Su Yu.

It also sensed the terrifying killing intent outside that was enough to make the world collapse.

"Human."

The voice of the turtle head exploded over the square like muffled thunder.

"The tribulation you spoke of has arrived."

"Yes."

Su Yu stood in front of the huge head of the Xuanming Turtle-Snake, his figure appearing extremely small, but his back was straight.

"So, I am here to fulfill my promise."

As soon as the words fell.

Su Yu pointed his fingers like a knife and stabbed into his own glabella without hesitation!

"Puff!"

A cluster of dark red essence blood, wrapping a extremely profound contract rune, was forcibly dug out of his Sea of Consciousness!

The intense pain made Su Yu's body sway violently.

This method of unilaterally severing the symbiotic blood contract was tantamount to cutting off one's own arm, and the force of the backlash instantly destroyed nearly half of the Meridians in his body.

Black blood flowed down from his seven orifices, staining his green robe red.

"Husband!!!"

The four confidantes let out a shrill exclamation in unison, wanting to rush forward, but were blocked ten steps away by Old Ancestor Tianshu's wave of his hand, using a Qi wall.

The Old Monster's eyes, which had seen through the world, were trembling violently at this moment, staring fixedly at Su Yu's back.

"Break!"

Su Yu roared, and his palm squeezed hard.

That contract rune, which represented the life-link between him and the Xuanming Turtle-Snake, exploded on the spot into dots of spiritual light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The connection was broken.

The huge body of the Xuanming Turtle-Snake shook violently; it clearly felt that the Heaven-Defying Luck that had been covering it had completely withdrawn.

It was free.

As long as it tore through the Void Realm and escaped now, with its Body Integration Middle Stage Peak strength, the messy army outside could not stop an ancient Yao Beast that wanted to run.

"The contract is dissolved."

Su Yu wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the ancient demon eyes, and his tone had no ripples.

"Senior, you are free."

"Mahayana experts are taking action, and a thousand Body Integration experts are surrounding the mountain. If you stay here, you won't be able to stop them."

"If I die, you will also be implicated. While the Formation is still unbroken, go."

It was a very calm dismissal.

Just like shooing away an unimportant passerby.

On the square, all the Su Family members were stunned.

This ancient Yao Cultivator at the Body Integration Middle Stage was their Qianlong Su Family's strongest trump card!

When disaster struck, the Old Ancestor actually took the initiative to dissolve the contract and let this strongest combat power leave?!

The Xuanming Turtle-Snake did not move.

The scarlet vertical pupils on the snake head tightened, staring at the blood-covered human in front of it.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, it had seen enough of the ugly faces of Cultivators using spirit pets and Yao Beasts as scapegoats and meat shields in critical moments.

But this human actually unilaterally dissolved the blood contract while bearing the pain of the backlash, just so as not to drag it down!

"You Junior..."

In the voice of the turtle head, a rare and extremely complex emotion was revealed.

"Do you think this old man is the kind of spineless coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and disregards faith and righteousness?"

Su Yu frowned slightly.

"This is not a question of faith and righteousness; this is suicide."

"No."

The Xuanming Turtle-Snake's huge front claws stomped heavily on the Vajra Rock, shaking the entire Zizhu Peak with a buzzing sound.

That arrogant snake head raised high, facing the firmament dyed blood-red, and let out a heaven-shaking roar that pierced gold and cracked stone!

"This old man promised you to guard Zizhu Peak for five hundred years!"

"The contract can be broken, but this old man's promise cannot be folded!"

The words fell.

At the center of the Xuanming Turtle-Snake's brow, that core reverse scale exploded.

An extremely ancient, terrifying fluctuation that stirred the lowest level of Heavenly Dao Laws of the Hunyuan Heavenly Domain shot straight into the ninth heaven.

"Imperial Heaven and Thick Earth, the ancient Bloodline as witness!"

The turtle-snake's roar shattered the clouds in the sky.

"This old man hereby makes a Yao Dao Great Oath today!"

"From today on, I will defend Zizhu Peak for ten thousand years!"

"If I violate this oath, may my Divine Soul be destroyed, and I shall never be reincarnated!"