149: The Three Saints of the Abyss? Come on, add some spice to my hammer!

“Crunch — crunch —”

A teeth-aching sound of metal being chewed echoed through the eerily silent auction hall.

Gu Yang (Iron Bull) was bare-chested, his iron-like upper body rippling with muscles that seemed to carry an extremely heavy physical texture. That piece of “Abyssal Black Hole Iron,” weighing three hundred thousand jin and capable of crushing a small mountain range, was like a piece of hard rice crust in his hands, which he casually broke apart and stuffed into his mouth to chew heartily.

Black iron filings slid down the corners of his mouth, but before they hit the ground, they were forcibly sucked back by the vacuum gravitational field surrounding him, infiltrating directly into his bones through the pores of his skin.

“Pah... this taste is average, too much of a rusty flavor, lacks a kick.”

Gu Yang clapped his hands, a flash of extremely arrogant, cold light flickering in his deep purple pupils. He could feel that as the Black Hole Iron entered his belly, the Qi and blood of his Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn Early Stage seemed to have been injected with heavy water, its quality skyrocketing once again.

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“Blasphemy! How dare you destroy the treasure of our Commerce Alliance and devour the foundation of the Abyss!”

A shrill scream came from the damaged dome of the auction house.

In an instant, a dense, nearly tangible rot-filled Death Qi gathered frantically from all directions. In the sky, countless skeleton warriors clad in tattered iron armor crawled out from gravitational rifts, their eye sockets flickering with miserable green soul fire as they collectively blew a shrill horn.

An old man with long hair, wearing gray burial clothes and skin as shriveled as old tree bark, stepped through the air. He sat on a bone dragon throne crafted from the spines of a hundred Soul Transformation-level sea monsters, surrounded by nine black corpse dragons exuding Void Refining-level aura.

One of the three giants of the City of Sin — the Corpse Saint (Void Refining Perfection)!

“And my Disciple... you smashed his head, so you must pay with your life to fill that void, right?”

From the shadows, another voice sounded. This voice seemed to echo directly in everyone's shadows, without any sense of direction. Immediately after, from the shadow of the auction house ruins that Gu Yang had smashed, a layer of viscous black liquid seeped out, transforming into a shadow assassin with an illusory figure, holding pitch-black twin blades.

One of the three giants of the City of Sin — the Shadow Saint (Void Refining Late Stage)!

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“You two old men, I said earlier, I don't have money.”

Gu Yang stood firmly in the center of the altar, his originally honest-looking old face now revealing an extremely ferocious smile. He reached back and drew the myriad poison star shattering hammer, which weighed five hundred thousand jin and was covered in purple-gold poison patterns.

The moment the hammer head hit the ground.

Rumble!!!

The entire foundation of the auction house sank three feet. The terrifying physical pressure even squeezed visible transparent ripples into the atmosphere.

“You came just in time. I just swallowed that black stone, and my stomach feels heavy. You, the one playing with bones, and you, the one playing with black shadows, you both look like ‘digestive tablets’.”

“You’re courting death! Ten Thousand Corpse Imprisoning God Formation — Melt!”

The Corpse Saint was furious. He pointed into the void, and the nine black corpse dragons roared in unison, spewing nether corpse fire capable of corroding Laws. At the same time, ten thousand skeleton warriors turned into a gray torrent, carrying the oppression of the Death Law, and slammed fiercely toward Gu Yang's location.

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“Sister Feng Ni, watch my luggage!”

Gu Yang roared, and the dark golden divine patterns all over his body turned completely deep purple at this moment.

“Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn — Vacuum Domain, open!”

Hum —!

With Gu Yang as the center, the space within a hundred zhang radius strangely froze in that instant.

This stillness was not a Spell-based immobilization, but because the mass of Gu Yang's Physical Body at this moment had reached an extremely absurd level, forcibly sucking all the surrounding air, dust, and even light onto the surface of his skin, forming an absolute void physical vacuum zone.

Those skeleton warriors who rushed into the vacuum zone, before they could even wave the broken swords in their hands, were directly twisted and collapsed into balls of lifeless bone powder due to the loss of atmospheric support and the loss of gravitational control, caused by the terrifying gravity emanating from Gu Yang's body.

“Get... lost!!!”

Gu Yang suddenly exerted force from his waist, like a fully drawn ancient god bow, and the star shattering hammer in his hand swept across the Void Realm with a black afterimage.

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Bang ————!!!

This strike had no so-called magical light and shadow, only the most extreme physical violence.

Along the path where the hammer shadow swept, space was like glass shattered by a heavy hammer, splitting into dense, pitch-black cracks. Those nine roaring black corpse dragons, the moment they touched the hammer head, didn't even have time to scream before their inner Origin Laws were shattered by the crushing force of the Shattered Void, turning into splattering rotten meat.

The violent air pressure brought up by that strike even formed a visible white air wall a hundred zhang high, forcibly “squeezing” the Shadow Saint on the second floor out of the Void Realm.

“How is this possible?! This kind of strength... has completely exceeded the load-bearing limit of the Void Refining Stage!”

The Shadow Saint rolled wolfishly in mid-air, his eyes full of horror. His shadow escape technique, which he was proud of, was like crawling in sticky glue in the face of Gu Yang's unreasonable mass suppression, and he couldn't escape at all.

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“Under this floor tile... it smells better than these two old men.”

Gu Yang did not chase after the two giants. His eyes were fixed on the depths of the ground he had smashed open with his hammer.

There, due to the ground collapse, a black metal structure several thousand meters long was exposed. It didn't look like the foundation of a building, but more like the handle of a weapon that had been sealed for ten thousand years.

[System Scream: Detected “War God Relic” component — Handle of the Indestructible War Spear!] [Evaluation: Extreme Dao quality! Contains the tyrannical will of the War God who suppressed the Abyss back then!]

“No wonder this City of Sin was built here. It turns out they built the city riding on someone's weapon.”

Gu Yang licked his lips, greedy deep purple flames igniting in his eyes.

He lowered his head abruptly, his hands forming claws, and fiercely pierced into the Sea Soul Stone ground, which was as hard as refined gold. His ten finger joints made a roar similar to heavy machinery operating due to the exertion.

“Get... up!!!”

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Rumble ————!!!

Under the horrified gaze of the millions of residents of the entire City of Sin.

This man who called himself “Iron Bull” actually used the brute force of his hands alone to uproot the entire square where the auction house was located! Large swaths of ancient civilization ruins collapsed under that unparalleled physical monster strength, and that pitch-black long handle, which had been silent for ten thousand years and was as thick as a water vat, was pulled out from the depths of the earth veins bit by bit.

With the birth of the long handle, a desolate, tyrannical will capable of suppressing the heavens and myriad worlds swept across the entire first layer of the Abyss instantly.

Those corpse gases that were originally circling in the sky, those secret arts hiding in the shadows, were as fragile as candles in a gale in the face of that will, extinguishing instantly.

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“War God's Broken Spear?! This vicious object is actually hidden here?!”

The Corpse Saint looked at the long handle exuding the Indestructible Concept, the flesh on his old face twitching violently due to fear. He could no longer care about any Holy Land reputation, and drove the bone dragon to turn around and run.

He knew very well that when a Body Cultivator obtained a weapon of this caliber, no one in this first layer of the Abyss could stop him anymore.

“Old man, why run so fast? I haven't tested the accuracy of my new toy yet.”

Gu Yang picked up the hundred-meter-long War God's broken spear handle with one hand. Although this was only a part of the weapon, its weight reached a staggering ten million jin.

He casually snapped the myriad poison star shattering hammer in his hand onto the top of the long handle.

Click.

The handle end of the star shattering hammer and the War God's long handle actually engaged perfectly. On the System panel, the weapon that had accompanied Gu Yang for a long time erupted with a gorgeous evolutionary red light at this moment.

[Reforging Successful: Demi-God Rank weapon — Abyss · Extreme Dao Heavy Hammer (Incomplete State)] [Weight: Thirty million jin!] [Characteristics: Ignore Defense, Gravitational Collapse, Shattered Void.]

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“Heh... this is what you call handy.”

Gu Yang lifted this hundred-meter-long dark purple heavy hammer and pointed it at the fleeing bone dragon shadow in the sky.

He didn't use any fancy movement techniques, just pulled his stance back very solidly, his spine making a sound like an ancient dragon stretching its body.

“Extreme Dao — Force Field Folding, Kill!”

Gu Yang swung the hammer.

There was no sound of air being torn.

Because the moment he swung it, the air within ten thousand meters in front was directly squeezed into hard liquid under the extremely high kinetic energy, and then, at the center of that terrifying pressure, a white aurora capable of tearing the Guixu Laws erupted!

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Boom ————!!!

Tens of thousands of meters away.

The arrogant Corpse Saint, along with the bone dragon under his feet, didn't even leave a single atom behind the moment the white aurora swept past, having been smashed into nothingness by that pure, extreme physical mass.

The Shadow Saint, in the aftermath of that shockwave, had half his body turned into blood mist. Amidst his terrified screams, he desperately burned his Primordial Spirit, tore open an Abyssal rift, and fled into the deeper parts.

Gu Yang withdrew his heavy hammer. The City of Sin under his feet had already begun to tilt and collapse on a large scale due to the destruction of the earth veins.

He looked up at the bottomless Abyss, which exuded the foul smell of dragon corpses.

“Er Gou, stop sleeping. The real feast... is about to begin.”

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At this moment, in Er Gou's curled-up arms.

The original dark golden scales had completely turned into a deep dark purple, and its originally petite body was rippling at an extremely strange frequency within the gravitational field.

Behind Er Gou, a huge black hole phantom capable of devouring the heavens and myriad worlds vaguely emerged.

The gate to the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb in the deepest part of the Guixu Sea Eye, under the joint impact of that Indestructible Battle Intent and Er Gou's Awakening aura.

Finally, it opened with a boom.