167: Chapter 167 Unlocking the Lock Enrages the Divine Race's Forbidden Law; A Frenzied Drink Transforms Him into a Drunken Sword Immortal

"Hum!"

Ye Xiu's arrogant voice echoed in the abyss, which had been forcibly torn open by golden Holy Light.

He descended instantly onto the flesh altar like a golden deity.

Observing it up close, the altar was even more hair-raising.

It was not cast from stone, but formed from the mixed remains of countless experts, writhing flesh, and dried blood of gods and demons.

It exuded an extreme resentment aimed at the Soul.

At the center of the altar.

The limbless body of the Canlao Village chief was pierced through by four Law chains, each as thick as a water bucket and inscribed with eerie dark red runes.

His shoulder blades, spine, and Dantian were all locked.

Every moment, concentrated vitality and pure Heaven-Slashing Sword Intent were being extracted by the altar along the chains, flowing into the unknown depths of the abyss.

The chief's withered face twitched slightly, and he struggled to open his murky eyes.

Upon seeing who it was, his voice was hoarse and intermittent:

"Ye... Little Ye... leave quickly... this is... a trap..."

"A trap? In front of me, the Major Thousand Worlds are all smooth paths!"

Ye Xiu sneered, gold and silver divine light exploding from his eyes.

He didn't even use any weapons, directly extending his palms, which were wreathed in supreme True Saint Law.

He grabbed the two dark red chains piercing the chief's shoulder blades with force!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

The True Saint Law and the altar's sacrificial Law collided violently, erupting with ear-piercing grinding sounds and nauseating black smoke.

The resentful runes inscribed on the chains seemed to come alive, transforming into countless wailing vengeful spirits.

They swarmed along Ye Xiu's arms, trying to burrow into his body and corrode his Saint Body and Divine Soul.

"Get lost!"

Ye Xiu's sword-like eyebrows stood on end, and the Great Perfection Origin of his Immortal Five True Saint state shook violently, golden holy blood surging through his veins like thunder.

That extremely rigid and yang Fist Intent instantly erupted, shattering the vengeful spirits on his arms.

"Open for me!!!"

Ye Xiu exerted force with both arms, his muscles knotted, like a divine mountain pulling the firmament.

"Crack! Snap!"

A deafening crisp sound.

The sacrificial chains, said to be able to imprison even gods, were snapped in two by the sheer brute force of Ye Xiu's Physical Body!

The backlash energy turned into a blood-colored storm, but it couldn't even scratch Ye Xiu.

However, the moment these two chains snapped, the entire blood-red abyss seemed to freeze for an instant.

Immediately after.

"Rumble!!!"

An ancient and terrifying aura, filled with rage and transcending all living beings in this Major Thousand Worlds, suddenly awakened from beneath the flesh altar!

The altar, which had previously only pulsed like a heartbeat, instantly erupted with sky-high blood light, directly scattering part of the True Saint Domain Ye Xiu had set up.

The runes on the remaining two chains turned from red to gold, their power surging tenfold, tightening frantically.

The chief's body immediately let out a bone-cracking sound of being unable to bear the weight, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

[Ding! Warning! The Host has violently disrupted the sacrificial ritual, provoking the local God Race Restriction—'Nine Nether God-Slaying Lock'!]

[System Prompt: This Restriction is connected to the Ancient God's will. Once forcibly stripped, it will trigger the descent of an Ancient God's projection, indiscriminately annihilating all living beings in the vicinity! It is recommended that the Host retreat immediately!]

The System's warning sounded urgently in his mind, but Ye Xiu ignored it.

"God Race Restriction? Ancient God's will?"

Ye Xiu suddenly raised his head and looked above the altar.

Within the rolling blood clouds, following the snapping of the chains, a giant human face slowly emerged.

That face was expressionless, high and aloof, looking down upon all living beings like ants.

A pair of eyes appeared in a deathly gray-white, the indifference of someone who had transcended life and death.

With the appearance of this face, the space of the entire abyss collapsed inch by inch, and time seemed to stop flowing.

An indescribable great power descended, frantically squeezing Ye Xiu's True Saint Domain, wanting to crush him, along with Qin Mu and the chief, into powder.

That was the pressure truly belonging to a "God"; even a mere remnant of will was something no Mortal could contend with.

Qin Mu felt his breathing stop, his entire skeleton rattling under this Divine Might.

If he hadn't been hiding in Ye Xiu's Holy Light shield, he would likely have exploded and died instantly.

He looked at that divine face in terror, despair rising in his heart: Is this... the existence that even the Founding Emperor had to flee from back then?

"Little Ye... go... don't worry about me..."

The chief's breath was as thin as a gossamer thread, his eyes full of determination; even if he died, he didn't want to drag these two juniors down with him.

"Go? I just finished warming up, where would I go?"

Facing that terrifying divine gaze, Ye Xiu not only did not retreat in the slightest, but instead laughed arrogantly.

The laughter shattered the surrounding surging blood clouds, filled with disdain and Battle Intent.

"A mere remnant will of an Ancient God who has been dead for who knows how many years, creating a crappy turtle-shell Restriction, and you want to make me bow down?"

"In these Major Thousand Worlds, there is only what I don't want to do; there is nothing I cannot do!"

"If a God wants to block me, I will kill the God!!!"

Ye Xiu roared arrogantly, reaching out and slapping his waist.

"Pop!"

A crisp sound of a cork being pulled.

A purple-gold gourd that looked ordinary but exuded the aura of time appeared in his hand.

This was the reward he had previously obtained from signing in—[Eternal Longevity Wine].

At this critical moment of life and death, in front of the great power of the fully awakened God Race Restriction.

Ye Xiu actually made a move that left Qin Mu dumbfounded.

He suddenly tilted his head back, aimed the gourd's mouth at his lips, and began to drink wildly, gulp after gulp!

"Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!"

It didn't look like drinking water; it looked more like a Dragon devouring a river.

Eternal Longevity Wine was brewed for one hundred thousand years by collecting vegetation from the extremely cold and extremely hot places of the Major Thousand Worlds, supplemented with longevity substances.

One sip could extend life by a thousand years; one pot could allow a person to achieve Ascension on the spot.

But at this moment, Ye Xiu was drinking it like cheap liquor, pouring the entire gourd of divine wine into his stomach in the blink of an eye!

"Ha—good wine!"

Ye Xiu slammed the purple-gold gourd onto the altar, smashing it to pieces.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!"

An indescribable change exploded within Ye Xiu's body.

It was not a Breakthrough in cultivation, but an ultimate sublimation of temperament and Dao rhyme.

Having drunk the entire pot of Eternal Longevity Wine, Ye Xiu's face was flushed, his eyes unfocused, and his figure swaying.

He looked drunk, as if he could fall over at any moment.

That originally extremely rigid and yang, peerlessly domineering True Saint pressure had, at this moment, become like smoke and mist, ethereal and uncertain.

The red Dragon-patterned wedding robe draped over him fluttered in the wind; in this bloody abyss, it actually exuded an indescribable sense of dashing freedom and unruliness.

Looking at the world through drunken eyes, everything is but ants.

[Ding! Detected that the Host has wildly consumed Eternal Longevity Wine, Physical Body strength temporarily doubled. Divine Soul has entered a Chaos state, triggering the hidden combat skill—'Wine Sword Immortal' mode!]

[System Prompt: In this mode, the Host will temporarily forget all fist techniques and runes, focusing entirely on the Dao of the Sword. Attack power increased by 300%, speed increased by 200%, ignoring partial spatial constraints!]

"Sword, come..."