150: The Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons! Nobody can pretend to be a dragon in front of me!

The gravity rules at the bottom of the abyss fell into a state of completely insane disorder at this moment.

With the collapse of the City of Sin's foundation, the chains of order originally laid down by the "Three Sages of the Abyss" all snapped.

In the deepest part of that ink-black Guixu Sea Eye, a towering gateway, piled entirely from grayish-white dragon bones, slowly pulled open with an aura of deathly silence that had been dormant for eternity.

Gu Yang (Iron Bull) was bare-chested, his upper body covered in dark purple divine patterns, dragging that hundred-meter-long "Extreme Dao Heavy Hammer" with one hand.

The hammer's head was cast from black hole iron, and the handle was the spine of an Undying Battle Spear; simply hanging it naturally plowed a spatial trench several zhang deep into the ground paved with hard Sea Soul Stone.

"Er Gou, you woke up at just the right time."

Gu Yang glanced sideways at Er Gou, who was yawning in his arms.

At this moment, the phantom of a void black hole was flickering behind Er Gou, and its originally earthy-yellow dog fur was now mixed with bristles like dark gold threads.

"Awoo..." Er Gou licked its paw, staring greedily at the slowly opening dragon bone gate.

"Fellow Daoist Gu... no, Fellow Daoist Iron Bull, someone is catching up!"

Saintess Feng Ni stood not far away, tightly gripping the already cracked Heavenly Phoenix Feather in her hand.

Within the range of her Divine Sense, several extremely powerful auras, even carrying "Divine Might," were unreasonably smashing through the heavy obstacles of the Guixu Sea Eye and approaching at high speed.

"Boom—!!!"

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly shattered, and three giant warships radiating divine light forcibly smashed through the void barrier of the first layer of the abyss.

The one in the center was painted with a huge Grand Void Bagua diagram; that was the "Grand Void Shifting Warship" of the Grand Void Holy Land.

The one on the left had Sword Intent soaring to the heavens, even cutting countless tiny vacuum zones in the void; that was the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning Origin Shuttle" of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

On the right was a huge altar made of azure coral and dragon bones; that was the base camp of the Sea Emperor Palace.

For the sake of that Extreme Dao Imperial Seal which Gu Yang had swallowed alive, and for the Opportunity of Immortal Ascension at the bottom of this abyss, the top powers of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces had finally torn off their hypocritical masks and mobilized their entire forces.

"Who is below? How dare you desecrate the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons!"

A white-haired Elder from the Grand Void Holy Land stepped through the air, wearing a bright gold Daoist robe, his cultivation having reached the Peak of the Void Refinement Stage.

In his hand, he held a palm-sized bronze tripod, the body of which emitted wisps of Chaos Qi, with Dao rhyme vaguely flowing that could suppress the heavens.

That was the foundation of the Grand Void Holy Land—an imitation Immortal Artifact: the Grand Void Qiankun Tripod!

Gu Yang slowly raised his head, his dark purple eyes sweeping over the three forces above, the corners of his mouth curling into an extremely "honest" yet cruel arc.

"Old man, I said it above, I've already collected my wages. If you guys still want to come and deliver pocket money, I, Iron Bull, have no reason not to accept it."

He casually wiped the iron filings from the corner of his mouth; they were the residue left from chewing black hole iron earlier.

"The gate to the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb was opened by my Er Gou. Everything behind this gate, including the skeletons here, now belongs to Gu. You guys... want a piece of the pie?"

"Arrogant junior! You merely rely on your strange Physical Body to swallow the fragments of the Imperial Seal, yet you dare to babble nonsense here!"

The leading Elder of the Sea Emperor Palace, a terrifying half-human, half-flood dragon monster, was currently driving a deep blue Law tsunami, his eyes bloodshot.

"Hand over Young Lord Surpassing the Barbarians Saint, spit out the Origin of the Imperial Seal, and I will leave you a whole corpse to feed the Sea-Patrolling Yakshas of my Sea Emperor Palace!"

"Oh? Then it seems there's nothing to talk about."

The last trace of warmth in Gu Yang's eyes instantly extinguished.

The Qi and blood of his Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn Early Stage began to flow in reverse, and every cell emitted extremely faint black ripples due to this high-frequency vibration.

This was the precursor to "Shattered Void."

"Since you guys like to talk about rules so much, then today I will teach you... what my, Iron Bull's, rules are."

Gu Yang pulled his stance back sharply, his spine emitting a cracking sound similar to the collapse of ancient stars.

He swung the ten-million-jin Extreme Dao Heavy Hammer with one hand, sweeping it horizontally through the air towards the three arrogant warships high in the sky!

"Extreme Dao Third Turn—Mass Collapse · Quake!"

This hammer strike had no spiritual power fluctuations, nor any gorgeous Spell light and shadow.

But along the path the hammer head swept, the air of the entire abyss was directly evacuated within a ten-thousandth of a second. Due to the extremely high mass, the originally invisible gravity field solidified at this moment, turning into a black crescent arc that spanned tens of thousands of meters!

Boom—!!!

That "Grand Void Shifting Warship," which had been blessed by layers of Formations and was capable of withstanding a strike from the Body Integration Stage, didn't even have time to light up its shields the moment it touched this black arc. The metal deck of the entire ship was kneaded together as if by some invisible giant hand, and then, under the pressure of that terrifying material density, it directly collapsed into a metal ball the size of a millstone and fell with a boom.

"What?!?"

The white-haired Elder from the Grand Void Holy Land was terrified. Before he could even sacrifice the Qiankun Tripod, his own cross-province warship... was gone?

"Your turn."

Gu Yang's figure flickered, bringing with it several afterimages that distorted space.

After his Breakthrough to the Third Turn, his control over gravity had reached the point of doing as he pleased. He wasn't flying; he was using his own mass to forcibly modify the surrounding coordinates, "falling" himself in front of the enemy.

In the next second, Gu Yang had already appeared above the white-haired Elder's head.

The giant hammer, weighing ten million jin, brought with it the will to shatter the void and smashed down.

"Suppress for this old man!! Grand Void Qiankun, Imitation Immortal Divine Might!"

The Elder let out a desperate roar, crazily burning his Primordial Spirit and essence blood. The bronze tripod instantly grew larger, spitting out ten thousand rays of rosy light, attempting to block this hammer strike.

An imitation Immortal Artifact was a divine object capable of suppressing the Luck of a clan in the Central Province, containing a wisp of true Immortal Dao Law within it.

However.

When this wisp of Law collided with Gu Yang's heavy hammer.

Crack—!!

A crisp shattering sound resounded through Guixu.

Under the gaze of countless people who were shocked to the point of near stupor, that Grand Void Qiankun Tripod, which was regarded as an undying myth, was actually smashed into copper shards flying all over the sky like a cheap ceramic bowl under Gu Yang's savage hammer strike!

Law, in the face of absolute mass, was like a paper window.

"Immortal Artifact? I chewed it like dough, it's boring."

Gu Yang reached out with his backhand and, under the terrified gaze of the Elder, grabbed him by the neck.

"Old man, I've settled your wages for you."

His five fingers exerted force suddenly.

Bang!

An Elder of the Holy Land at the Peak of the Void Refinement Stage, before his Primordial Spirit could even escape, was directly squeezed into a pool of blood mud due to the miniature gravity that erupted from Gu Yang's palm.

The blood mist was about to dissipate when it was forcibly adsorbed onto the hammer body of the Extreme Dao Heavy Hammer by the surrounding vacuum Domain.

The leading old monsters of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Sea Emperor Palace turned pale as paper. They looked at each other, and without even daring to utter a harsh word, they turned and ran.

Run?

Gu Yang grinned.

He made a grasping motion at the void, and the pulling force of the Guixu Sea Eye was actually forcibly reversed and doubled by him at this moment.

"Er Gou, the remaining pocket money is yours."

"Awoo!!"

Er Gou rushed out of Gu Yang's arms, its figure swelling to a hundred zhang in mid-air. Its dark and deep giant mouth opened, actually forming a real micro black hole.

"No!! What kind of Divine Ability is this?!"

Those elite Sword Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, along with their life-bound Flying Swords, were all involuntarily swept into that dark mouth and belly under this one swallow, not even leaving a bubble.

A moment later, the originally noisy abyss entrance returned to deathly silence once again.

Gu Yang landed back on the ground, casually shouldering the heavy hammer stained with the Holy Land's blood, and looked at Feng Ni.

"Let's go, little sister. The real feast is down below."

The two passed through the gate of the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb.

What entered their eyes was a shocking world of white bones.

The gravity here underwent a qualitative leap again, reaching a terrifying 100,000 times (100,000G)!

Even a Spell Cultivator at the Void Refinement Stage standing here would have their internal organs ruptured because they couldn't bear their own weight. The air was filled with a rich Dragon Qi that was almost solidified; it was the resentment and essence accumulated for tens of thousands of years after countless True Dragons fell.

Gu Yang, however, felt every pore on his body open at this moment, the Qi and blood of his Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn rhythmically pulsating wildly, greedily absorbing this Dragon Qi.

"This place... I like it."

Just as Gu Yang was striding towards the center of the tomb, deep in the layers of the sea of bones, a pair of huge eyes, as large as red moons, slowly opened.

An ancient, decaying, yet destructively greedy will exploded directly in Gu Yang's Sea of Consciousness:

"Human... your flesh and blood... are much more chewy... than those little brats from the Holy Lands..."

"Offer up your shell... this Venerable One will grant you... immortality for ten thousand generations..."

An illusory Dragon shadow stretching for ten thousand miles rose from the depths of the sea of bones. That was a wisp of the instinctual Dragon soul remaining from the Ancestral Dragon that had fallen here.

It attempted to use its absolute suppression in Bloodline to forcibly rush into Gu Yang's Sea of Consciousness for Possession.

"Possession on me?"

Gu Yang stopped in his tracks, and the purple divine patterns on his dark gold skin emitted an unprecedentedly bright light.

He didn't defend at all, but instead opened his big mouth fiercely towards the huge Dragon soul rushing towards him.

"My dad said, when pie falls from the sky, you must open your mouth wide to catch it."

"Old Dragon, I think your soul... is just enough to be firewood for my Five Elements Great Millstone!"

"Divine Demon Third Turn—Void Devour!"

Hum—!!!!

A real black hole seemed to appear at the center of Gu Yang's body, and the ten-thousand-mile-long Ancestral Dragon soul, originally arrogant and peerless, now showed an expression of extreme horror, screaming as it was dragged into Gu Yang's body by force!

And in the center of the altar in the deepest part of the tomb.

A pool of bright gold, viscous liquid like mercury was flowing quietly.

[System Scream: Detected core evolutionary material for Divine Demon Fourth Turn—Ancestral Dragon's Spinal Cord Fluid!]

Gu Yang looked at the pool of liquid, and the greed in his dark purple pupils could no longer be suppressed.

"Time to eat."