152: Forced demolition! My heart is pounding so hard!

"ROAR————!!!"

The thousand-zhang-tall Bone Dragon Emperor let out a roar powerful enough to shatter the heavens.

It was a malformed construct pieced together from countless True Dragon skeletons, with dark red curse runes born of resentment engraved on every bone. As the Mad Old Man gestured with his long staff, the Dragon Emperor swung its bone claw, large enough to cover half the altar, and swiped down at Gu Yang below with a sharpness that could tear through space itself.

In an environment with 100,000 times gravity, the speed of this claw actually surpassed the speed of sound. The resulting shockwave instantly pulverized the surrounding bone ground into the finest white powder... Gu Yang stood in place. His originally rough aura, after the "collapse," had become restrained and profound.

He looked up at the bone claw descending like a small mountain, his eyes showing not a ripple of emotion. Although his height had shrunk to that of a normal person, the density of his blood and Qi within his body had reached a critical point, one terrifying enough to make the Laws tremble.

He did not dodge, nor did he even assume a defensive stance.

He merely slowly raised his right hand levelly, then suddenly clenched his fingers into a fist.

*Crack*.

There was no fluctuation of magical power. The mere pressure from clenching his fist caused the space in his palm to fracture with a dense web of dark cracks.

"Old man, my dad said, being big doesn't necessarily mean you're strong."

Gu Yang spoke, his voice as calm as still water, yet it triggered a heavy echo in the silent dragon tomb.

"Your big framework... looks rather hollow."

...The next second, the ground beneath Gu Yang's feet did not collapse.

But the moment his knees bent slightly, the gravitational field within a thousand-meter radius at the altar's center bizarrely converged towards his feet.

*BOOM!!*

Gu Yang's figure vanished.

It wasn't teleportation. It was because the material density of his body had reached an extreme level. The physical displacement from his explosive movement over an extremely short distance directly shattered the refraction path of light.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone (or rather, the Mad Old Man), Gu Yang's mere 1.85-meter-tall frame collided head-on with the hundred-zhang-long bone claw in mid-air... "Extreme Path Third Turn — Matter Collision · Shatter!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion as one might imagine. Instead, there was only an extremely dull, heavy, physical sound, like two solid lead balls colliding with full force in the sky.

At the moment of contact, the originally overbearing bone claw, starting from the point of impact, bizarrely lost all its downward momentum.

Immediately after, under the Mad Old Man's incredulous gaze, the hard claw composed of countless Soul Transformation-level dragon bones began to disintegrate and shatter inch by inch, like a dry biscuit under a heavy hydraulic press, finally turning into bone dust scattering in the wind.

Gu Yang's figure stood tall and straight like a pine tree within the bone storm. His skin bore no wounds, only those dark purple dragon patterns glowing faintly with heat.

"One."

Gu Yang's voice came from mid-air. His figure flickered, leaving a trail of dark vacuum in his wake... "Impossible! How can this mortal body of yours... bear such terrifying material weight?!"

The Mad Old Man shrieked, frantically waving his long staff.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Devour Souls, Karma Chains! Seal!"

Although the thousand-zhang Dragon Emperor had lost a hand, it was an inanimate object and felt no pain. Its remaining three claws simultaneously plunged into the earth veins. Countless black chains formed from dragon Soul resentment emerged from the ground, coiling towards Gu Yang like spiritual snakes.

These chains did not target the Physical Body; they specifically hooked the Primordial Spirit! In the logic of a Spell Cultivator, no matter how hard a Body Cultivator's body was, the Primordial Spirit was ultimately their weakness.

However, the old man miscalculated one thing.

Gu Yang cultivated the Extreme Path Body Cultivation. By the Middle Stage of the Third Turn, every cell in his body had transformed into a miniature black hole. His Primordial Spirit had long since fused with his Physical Body, becoming a pure physical will... "Lock me?"

Gu Yang halted his movement mid-air, allowing the tens of thousands of dragon Soul chains to wrap around him like a zongzi.

Those Soul curses, potent enough to instantly incapacitate a Late Stage Void Refining Cultivator, emitted a sizzling sound upon touching the dark purple glow on Gu Yang's skin, then dissipated into wisps of white smoke.

"Old man, I don't cultivate the Primordial Spirit. I only cultivate... 'Heaviness'."

Gu Yang suddenly thrust his arms outward.

"Divine Demon Golden Body — Vacuum Eruption!"

A gravitational wave with mass at its core erupted violently from within his body.

*Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!*

Those black chains couldn't hold on for even a second. Under the physical repulsive force strong enough to crush space, they were forcibly torn apart. Gu Yang's figure reappeared directly in front of the Dragon Emperor's skull.

He reached back and drew the Extreme Path Heavy Hammer, now shortened to two meters in length, from behind.

The hammer's body now exhibited a near-void dark purple color. Merely holding it, the air around the hammer was already expelled into an absolute vacuum by its own high-density gravitational field... "When I was settling wages up there earlier, the boss was pretty stingy."

Gu Yang swung the two-meter-long hammer, which in reality weighed thirty million jin, delivering a plain, unremarkable strike towards the Dragon Emperor's massive skull.

"So, I'm planning to... take a bit more kickback here."

*BOOM————!!!*

The hammer collided with the Dragon Emperor's head.

This time, the terrifying physical impact force diffused through the atmosphere, creating visible, transparent ripples in the originally iron-heavy 100,000x gravity field.

Amid the Bone Dragon Emperor's shrill, instinctual wail, its thousand-zhang-long body was directly split in two by Gu Yang's seemingly insignificant hammer strike!

Countless dragon bones scattered in the air. The originally massive Puppet completely collapsed in that instant... broken bones rained down.

Gu Yang landed steadily in the center of the altar, casually wiping the white dust from his face.

His breathing remained steady. His 1.85-meter frame appeared extremely "well-proportioned" amidst the wreckage, yet radiated an absolute authority that even the air dared not approach.

"Old man, your big worm is shattered."

Dragging the heavy hammer, Gu Yang walked step by step towards the altar's center.

There, with the collapse of the Dragon Emperor Puppet, a pulsating, vat-sized, deep blue crystal was revealed.

With each pulse of the crystal, the gravity of the entire dragon tomb would experience a violent tidal fluctuation.

[System scanning...] [Target locked: heart of guixu (Abyss Energy Core)] [Evaluation: Demi-God grade material! Fusion grants preliminary access to 'Gravitational Domain'!]

"...The heart of guixu... is mine."

Gu Yang reached out to grab the pulsating blue crystal.

At that moment, the Mad Old Man's rotting legs instantly regenerated. The Soul fire in his hollow eye sockets extinguished, replaced by two pure white Immortal Dao spiritual lights.

"Extreme Path Body Cultivators... truly are the 'cancer' of this realm."

The old man's voice was no longer mad. It became grand, icy, carrying an aloof indifference that looked down upon all living beings.

"To possess a 'Vacuum Physique' at only the Middle Stage of the Third Turn... if you were to step into the Fourth Turn... I fear the Laws of the Spirit Realm couldn't even bear a single finger of yours."

He raised the staff, now transformed into crystalline jade, and pointed into the Void Realm.

"In the name of the Immortal Realm Inspector, I summon the Abyssal Fire to erase this anomaly from this realm!"

...*Hum*—!

At this moment, all the dragon bones on the altar spontaneously combusted, transforming into a pale white Void Fire capable of ignoring physical defenses.

This fire did not burn the Physical Body; it specifically burned Karma.

Gu Yang frowned. He felt the Ancestral Dragon Marrow within his body, under the licking of these flames, producing an extremely unstable sense of agitation.

"Immortal Realm? Inspector?"

Gu Yang tightened his grip on the hammer's handle. Not only did he not retreat, the greed in his eyes grew even heavier.

"My dad said, anything with the word 'Immortal' in it usually tastes pretty 'Immortal'."

"I don't care who you are. Since you want to burn me, I'll dig out this heart of yours first... as a post-meal snack!"

Gu Yang charged forward violently.

This time, he held nothing back.

The blood and Qi of his Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn Middle Stage operated at full power. His 1.85-meter frame seemed to transform into a collapsing black hole at this moment... "Er Gou, roll call! Cover me!"

Gu Yang roared wildly.

Er Gou, who had been hiding in the shadows all along, let out a roar. Its size instantly swelled to thirty zhang. From its dark dog eyes shot two beams of Abyssal Polar Light capable of corroding space, forcibly tearing a gap in the pale white flames for Gu Yang.

Gu Yang, like a black lightning bolt, pierced through the sea of fire and instantly appeared before the Mad Old Man.

He didn't smash with the hammer. Instead, his left hand shot out, his five fingers like steel hooks, ignoring the Immortal Dao barrier surrounding the other, and firmly grasped the old man's chest cavity.

"Give it... to me!!"

...The muscles in Gu Yang's arms exploded violently. The dark purple battle patterns beneath his skin shone to their utmost.

Under the Mad Old Man's gaze, stunned to the point of numbness, Gu Yang, relying purely on his extremely violent material weight, forcibly pried the pulsating "heart of guixu" out from the old man's Dharma Form phantom.

*Thump! Thump!*

The heart throbbed violently in Gu Yang's hand, each beat releasing impacts powerful enough to pulverize mountains.

Ignoring the old man's Spell counterattacks, Gu Yang opened his mouth wide. Before the heart of guixu could release its next gravitational tide, he took a direct bite into the crystal-clear surface of the heart.

*CRUNCH!!*

It was like biting into an extremely concentrated spiritual energy ice cube.

A torrent of icy, violent, yet high-dimensional coordinate information flooded down Gu Yang's throat, wildly surging into his limbs and bones... [Devouring heart of guixu Essence!] [System Error: Energy level overflow! Forcibly activating secondary compression mode!] [Physical Body Strength: Third Turn Middle Stage (continuously solidifying)!] [New Traits Acquired: Gravity Control (Minor Achievement), Spatial Repulsion!]

Gu Yang stood atop the altar. The gravitational waves radiating from his body had completely twisted the space within a thousand meters around him into a twisted mess.

He looked at the half-heart remaining in his hand, then at the "Inspector" phantom that was beginning to collapse due to Karma backlash, revealing an extremely satisfied, handsome smile.

"Old man, although this heart beats quite noisily, it's really quite chewy to gnaw on."

...As the heart was devoured, the entire Ten-Thousand Dragon Tomb began to tremble violently.

The solidified Laws began to loosen. With the abyssal core seized, the originally mountain-crushing Abyssal Gravity began to contract inward, forming a massive Chaos vortex above the altar.

"Fellow Daoist Iron Ox! The abyss is collapsing!"

Saintess Feng Ni urgently called out from a distance. She noticed the surrounding space was peeling off like shattered glass.

Gu Yang turned back, single-handedly picked up Er Gou who was scavenging in the ruins, and strode towards Feng Ni.

"Don't panic. I'm really tired of this place."

He glanced at the glowing Central Province Source Stones and the freshly plundered Abyssal Demon Cores in his Storage Pouch. In the Central Province, that was astronomical wealth. Here... although the pricing System was different, these things containing Law essence were hard currency anywhere... "Aren't we returning to the Central Province?"

Saintess Feng Ni looked at the Chaos vortex, sensing a completely unfamiliar spatial aura.

"Why go back to the Central Province? The bosses there are almost bald from my plucking."

Gu Yang grinned, his gaze fixed deep within the vortex.

"I saw in that old dragon's memory, heading south through this sea eye, crossing this abyss, there's a fatter 'Endless Sea Wasteland'."

"I hear the Yao Beasts there are tough as nails, their meat quality much better than those pampered Saints in the Central Province."

He waved a hand grandly. The ten-thousand-zhang Abyssal Kunpeng was once again forcibly dragged over by his gravitational chains.

"Let's go! Take my spare change and luggage, we're going pioneering!"

*BOOM————!!!*

Under the horrified gazes of all the Cultivators in the City of Sin, the sky-obscuring Kunpeng, pulling a red flying boat, charged headlong into the unknown southern desolate sea, braving the continuously collapsing spatial fragments.

Gu Yang stood on the deck, facing the biting spatial storm, took out a Top-grade Spirit Crystal, and crunched it between his teeth.

"The Holy Domain? The wages there are high, but I haven't submitted my resignation there yet."

"Once I've plowed through these wastelands too, I'll naturally go knock on those Immortals' doors."

The legend of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces had only just begun. And the path marker leading to the "Central Heaven Holy Domain" from the depths of the abyss now lay quietly in Gu Yang's stomach, awaiting the next opportunity.