221: Chapter 221 The Star Core Displays Its Power, Absolute Collapse Force Field

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan stood atop his frost dragon Flying Sword, his face deathly pale.

The trump cards he was so proud of to protect his path had been utterly destroyed by the gray-robed Loose Cultivator opposite him in just a few exchanges.

An unprecedented sense of life-and-death crisis surged wildly from the bottom of his heart.

"This villain's Physical Body is savage, and his true essence is bizarre; I must absolutely not engage him in close-quarters combat!"

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's thoughts raced, and he immediately changed his tactics.

He rapidly formed seals with both hands, and the Foundation Establishment true essence within his body poured out without reservation.

The frost dragon Flying Sword beneath his feet erupted with brilliant ice-blue light, and large patches of frost condensed around the blade.

"Wind Spirit Borrowed Law, Phantom Lost Track!"

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan let out a sharp cry, and his figure suddenly split into four in mid-air, turning into four indistinguishable white afterimages that retreated rapidly in four different directions, intending to completely widen the distance from Gu Shen.

At the same time, his powerful Divine Sense burst forth from his body, transforming into invisible and intangible Divine Sense spikes that silently pierced toward Gu Shen's Sea of Consciousness at his glabella, attempting to use this secret technique to interfere with Gu Shen's judgment.

Gu Shen held the thunder pattern gold-slaying blade in one hand, standing steadily in the Void Realm thirty zhang away.

Facing the overwhelming Divine Sense spikes attacking him, a faint halo shimmered around his body, and his Cold Jade Bone emitted a dull thunderous rumble beneath his skin and flesh.

The AI Crystal at his glabella instantly erupted with immense computing power, forming an indestructible Divine Sense defensive barrier.

The Divine Sense spikes struck the barrier like mud oxen entering the sea, causing not a single ripple.

"The skirmishing techniques of a great Sect's Prodigy are indeed quite slippery."

Gu Shen saw through the location of Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's true body at a glance, his gaze filled with a bone-chilling, murderous intent.

In battles within the Cultivation World, Sect Cultivators prefer to keep their distance, wearing down their opponents with overwhelming spells and Magical Artifacts.

As a peak Body Cultivator, if Gu Shen relied solely on the speed of his thunder shadow boots to relentlessly pursue in mid-air, although he could suppress the opponent, he would inevitably fall into the Formation trap the opponent had deliberately set.

Since the opponent wanted to compete in the control of the Laws of Heaven and Earth, Gu Shen would naturally accompany him to the end.

"The elegant movement technique you are so proud of is worthless in the face of pure power."

Gu Shen sank his Qi into his Dantian; his eyes held no trace of white, entirely occupied by the dark and deep death light of the star core.

In the deepest part of his Dantian Qi Sea, that Nirvana Star Core, which had been rotating clockwise at high speed, underwent a forced reversal that defied common sense under his tyrannical will!

"Boom—"

A dull, vibrating roar that seemed to come from the ancient primordial era echoed through the Void Realm.

The deep cyan Evil Qi true essence no longer poured outward, instead collapsing wildly into the interior of the star core.

A terrifying gravitational field, far exceeding ten or even dozens of times that of an ordinary gravity spell, descended with a boom in all directions, with Gu Shen as the center.

Divine Ability, Absolute Collapse!

The heaven and earth space within a radius of thirty zhang underwent visible physical distortion under this extreme mass warping.

The colorful Spiritual Qi drifting in mid-air was forcibly torn apart, and light bent strangely as it passed through this area.

Even the dust rising from the Desolate Valley below was pinned tightly to the ground by this downward-rushing gravity, unable to float up even a fraction.

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan, who was about to unleash a second round of spell bombardment, suddenly felt the world change color.

"This... what kind of spell is this!"

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan cried out in terror.

He clearly perceived that his true essence was circulating without any obstruction, but the surrounding space seemed to have turned into an extremely viscous quagmire, as if a hundred thousand mountains were pressing down on his shoulders out of thin air.

The frost dragon Flying Sword beneath his feet, usually light and swift, let out a groan under the unbearable burden.

The lift provided by the Flying Sword was forcibly canceled and crushed by that unreasonable gravity.

The Flying Sword carried Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's body, causing him to fall ten zhang uncontrollably before he could barely steady himself.

The Phantom Lost Track movement technique he was so proud of completely collapsed under this heavy pressure.

The three afterimages used to confuse the line of sight shattered instantly, revealing his body with bulging veins from the extreme exertion.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's expression was frantic as he frantically formed seals with both hands.

He used all his strength to urge the Eight Desolations Beast Controlling Ring, his life-bound top-grade Magical Artifact, beside him.

The ring transformed into a stream of dark golden light, carrying the power to split mountains and crack rocks, aiming straight for Gu Shen's head.

At the same time, he waved his large sleeves repeatedly, and over a dozen crimson Talismans ignited without wind, transforming into over a dozen thick, baring-fanged fire pythons that roared and lunged at Gu Shen.

Gu Shen still held his blade in one hand, standing in the very center of the gravitational field.

Watching those imposing offensive methods, his expression remained as calm as an ancient well.

As soon as the dark golden Eight Desolations Beast Controlling Ring entered within three zhang of Gu Shen, its accompanying terrifying kinetic energy was stripped away layer by layer by the extremely warped space curvature.

The ring's flight trajectory dipped severely, and its speed, originally as fast as lightning, became as slow as a crawling turtle in Gu Shen's eyes.

As for those dozen majestic fire pythons.

They couldn't even get within three zhang of Gu Shen before being crushed into pieces by the invisible gravity.

Under the gravitational distortion, the fire-elemental Spiritual Qi was forcibly stretched and its frequency altered, eventually turning into tiny, weak sparks that drifted down to the ground.

Any long-range spell or Magical Artifact became a futile joke within this Domain of Absolute Collapse.

"Your methods are exhausted."

Gu Shen took a step, walking upon the Void Realm.

In this heavy-pressure Domain where even light could be warped, as the Revered Master of the star core, his movements were completely unimpeded.

He walked step by step toward the ashen-faced Core Disciple Qin Wuyan, as if strolling through a garden.

With every step he took, the gravity exerted on Core Disciple Qin Wuyan increased by a fraction.

Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's bones made crisp cracking sounds like frying beans, and his protective true essence was compressed to the point of extreme distortion, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

He desperately urged his Flying Sword, wanting to flee this Domain of death, but his speed was despairingly slow.

Thirty zhang.

Twenty zhang.

Ten zhang.

The distance was closed without any suspense.

The peak Evil Qi on Gu Shen, forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, had already completely frozen Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's Dao Heart.

"I am a core true disciple of the Beast Taming Sect! My Revered Master is a Core Formation Old Ancestor!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Core Disciple Qin Wuyan brought out the foundation of his Sect, attempting a final deterrent, "If you kill me, to the ends of the earth, the Beast Taming Sect will grind your bones to dust!"

Gu Shen stopped, his figure hovering three zhang in front of Core Disciple Qin Wuyan.

He raised his right arm, and the thunder pattern gold-slaying blade shimmered with a heart-stopping, gloomy light under the dim sky.

The deep cyan Evil Qi true essence poured wildly into the blade along his arm, and the thunder-magnetic Formation patterns emitted a joyful shriek.

"I have heard too many threats from great Sects; my ears have long since grown calluses."

Gu Shen's voice was hoarse and calm, every word striking Core Disciple Qin Wuyan's heart like a heavy hammer.

"On the road to the Yellow Springs, remember to report the name of Alias."

As his voice fell, the long blade slashed out.

A brilliant, dark cyan thunderous blade gleam ignored the obstacles of space, carrying the violent kinetic energy of the Nirvana Star Core, and struck fiercely toward that figure dressed in white as snow.