95: Chapter 95 The Art of Penetrating the Netherworld!

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the Venerable Lord from above, his eyes devoid of any ripples.

That gaze was as if he were looking at an ant.

The Venerable Lord felt a chill in his heart under that gaze, a terror he had never experienced before surging from the depths of his Soul.

He had lived for ten thousand years, had vied for the Emperor Realm with Emperor Yuanlian, killed countless experts, and experienced countless brushes with death.

But at this moment, he truly felt a sense of despair and powerlessness.

Even when facing Yuanlian after he had ascended to the Emperor Realm, he still had the courage to pick up his blade, but facing this person before him, he didn't even have the courage to lift his blade.

"I have noted today's grudge!"

"There will be a long time ahead; I will certainly return this tenfold!"

Before his words had even faded—

A blinding black light suddenly erupted from his body!

That black light was as intense as ink, shrouding a radius of tens of thousands of feet, stinging the eyes so one could not open them!

Following that, his figure began to blur, like a phantom, about to dissipate into the Void Realm.

This was his life-saving secret technique—Void Evasion Shadow.

It could tear through the Void Realm in an instant and escape into the depths of the endless Void Realm, making it difficult for even an Emperor Realm expert to track him.

Back then, on the day Yuanlian attained the Dao, he had secretly struck, and later, when facing Yuanlian after he had ascended to the Emperor Realm, he had relied on this very move to escape with his life from Emperor Yuanlian's hands.

Now, he intended to repeat the same trick.

However—

Shen Qingyuan did not even move.

He merely raised his eyes and glanced at the Venerable Lord.

A single glance.

Just one glance.

"Bang!"

The Venerable Lord's body suddenly froze.

That dissipating phantom, as if grabbed by the throat, instantly solidified in mid-air.

He widened his eyes, his pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief.

"Ho… how is this possible?!"

His voice was trembling.

The Void Evasion Shadow secret technique had actually been broken by a single glance?!

What kind of method was this?!

Shen Qingyuan withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "You still want to run in front of me?"

He raised his hand, his slender fingers gently clenching in the Void Realm.

The movement was casual and understated.

Yet, with just this clench—

The Venerable Lord's body was as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, and his entire person was dragged out from the Void Realm and slammed heavily in front of Shen Qingyuan!

"Bang!"

The Void Realm trembled, and the Venerable Lord knelt heavily in the nothingness, his knees shattering the space into spiderweb-like cracks, blood gushing out wildly.

"You—"

The Venerable Lord's face was deathly pale, his entire body trembling.

He wanted to struggle, wanted to resist, but found that his body simply would not obey him.

A power terrifying to the extreme suppressed him tightly, like a ten-thousand-jun mountain pressing down on his body, preventing him from moving even a single finger.

That was Imperial Might.

The pressure of an Emperor Realm expert.

The Venerable Lord raised his head, staring fixedly at Shen Qingyuan, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Do you think you have won?"

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hint of madness.

"Do you think that just because you have achieved a Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm, you are invincible under the heavens?"

"Hehehe—"

He suddenly laughed, laughing hideously, laughing maniacally.

"Emperor Yuanlian was also in the Emperor Realm back then, but what was the result? He still died!"

"He died without even a scrap left!"

Shen Qingyuan raised an eyebrow slightly but did not speak.

The Venerable Lord continued, "Why do you think the imperial path was severed? Why do you think the Heavenly Dao has defects?"

"Those are all just appearances!"

"The real truth is—"

He paused, a flash of deep fear appearing in his eyes.

"This world has been targeted."

"Targeted by existences from the Upper Realm!"

"Emperor Yuanlian fell precisely because he discovered this secret!"

"You won't be able to escape either!"

"Even if you achieve a Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm, you won't escape!"

The more the Venerable Lord spoke, the more agitated he became, his voice growing louder and louder until, in the end, it was almost a roar.

"They will come for you!"

"They will kill you!"

"Just like they killed Yuanlian!"

"Just you wait! You just wait!"

After hearing this, Shen Qingyuan's expression remained calm.

The Upper Realm? If the experts of the Upper Realm were truly that powerful, they wouldn't be dilly-dallying, taking tens of thousands of years without having conquered this world.

He had only used three hundred thousand years of cultivation to achieve a Breakthrough to the ninth level of the Emperor Realm, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation would make it no problem for him to achieve a Breakthrough to another major Realm.

So what if someone comes from the Upper Realm?

He could still crush them!

He looked down at the Venerable Lord and said indifferently, "Are you finished?"

The Venerable Lord was stunned.

Shen Qingyuan continued, "If you are finished, then go die."

Before his words had faded, he raised his hand, his slender fingers pressing lightly in the Void Realm.

"Crack."

The Venerable Lord's body suddenly froze.

He looked down at his own body. On his chest, a clear palm print was deeply indented, his ribs were shattering inch by inch, and under this press, his heart exploded with a boom!

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly, the blood mixed with shattered internal organs, a shocking sight.

But that was not the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying part was that Shen Qingyuan's press not only shattered his Physical Body but also directly shattered his Divine Soul!

"You… you…"

The Venerable Lord's voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.

He had not expected to end his life in such a way.

"Bang!"

The Venerable Lord's body exploded with a boom, turning into a mist of blood that filled the sky!

Blood splattered everywhere, flesh flew about, staining this void starry sky red.

A jet-black light rushed out from the blood mist; that was his Divine Soul, trying to escape.

However—

Shen Qingyuan did not even glance at it; he simply raised his hand and grabbed.

That jet-black light was seized by him, as if he were pinching an ant.

"No—!!!"

The Venerable Lord's Divine Soul let out a shrill, miserable scream, his voice filled with despair.

"You cannot kill me! You will regret it if you kill me! The Upper Realm will not let you go! They—"

"Crack."

Shen Qingyuan closed his five fingers, directly crushing that Divine Soul.

The Venerable Lord's voice came to an abrupt halt.

The jet-black light turned into specks of light, dissipating into the Void Realm.

A Quasi-Emperor Realm Peak expert, the Venerable Lord, had fallen!

Shen Qingyuan withdrew his hand and looked down at his palm.

That was a wisp of the Venerable Lord's remnant Soul.

He had left it intentionally.

"A Cultivator of the Quasi-Emperor Realm who has lived for over ten thousand years cannot possibly fail to leave behind a contingency plan."

Shen Qingyuan muttered to himself, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

He raised his other hand, his slender fingers slowly tracing in the Void Realm, and profound, complex runes surged from his fingertips, interweaving in the air into a dense web of light.

Nether-Piercing Technique.

This was the first time he had used this secret technique since obtaining it through a sign-in.

This technique had no offensive power and no defensive effect; it had only one purpose—tracking!

This was no ordinary tracking method.

Through the remnant Soul, even if this person were hiding in a small world, their tracks could be detected.

"Hum—"

The web of light descended, shrouding the jet-black light in his palm.

The Venerable Lord's remnant Soul trembled violently, letting out a shrill hiss, as if making a final struggle.

But soon, the hissing sound fell silent.

The remnant Soul was as if kneaded and stretched by an invisible giant hand, turning into a transparent ball of light that hovered in front of Shen Qingyuan.

Inside the ball of light, images flashed by rapidly.

Shen Qingyuan closed his eyes, and his Divine Thought probed into it.

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