55: Escape from Falling Star Island! The terror of the Nascent Soul stage monster!

"Playing tricks!"

Although the leading Late Stage Golden Core Stage Cultivator was startled by Gu Yang's method of crushing a Magical Artifact, he quickly calmed down, relying on their numerical superiority.

"Brothers, don't be afraid! He is already at the end of his rope! That Move just now must have overdrawn his life potential!"

"Attack together! Don't hold back, blast him into slag!"

Following the order, the remaining dozen or so Cultivators pinched their hand seals again.

This time, they did not hold back and one after another unleashed their trump card Moves.

"Crimson Refined Fire Dragon Spell!"

"Thousand Blade Storm!"

"Mysterious Ice Destruction Spear!"

The colorful radiance of the Spells illuminated the dim underground space once more, and the violent fluctuations of spiritual power caused the rubble on the cave ceiling to rain down.

Facing this overwhelming onslaught, Gu Yang did not use his Divine Ability to resist head-on as before, nor did he dodge.

He simply stood in place, letting those Spells slam into his body.

He wanted to test just how tough this Que Xie Golden Body, which had nearly caused him excruciating pain, truly was.

Boom, boom, boom!

The first wave of attacks—three Crimson Refined Fire Dragons slammed fiercely into Gu Yang's chest.

The explosion and charred flesh he had imagined did not occur.

On the surface of Gu Yang's black-gold skin, a layer of eerie black ghostly light suddenly emerged.

The three menacing Fire Dragons, the moment they touched the ghostly light, seemed to have met their nemesis; they let out a wail, and their size instantly shrank by half!

The remaining flames struck his skin like warm water splashed onto a steel plate, not even leaving a red mark.

Spell deflected! Power weakened!

Following that were the wind blades and ice spears.

Clang, clang, clatter!

Amidst the dense, crisp clashing sounds, these attacks, which were sharp enough to cut metal and jade, bizarrely slid to the sides the moment they touched Gu Yang's body, flying past his skin and leaving only a few shallow white marks on him.

"Is that all?"

Gu Yang brushed the non-existent dust off his chest, a cruel arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems my suffering was not in vain."

"Now, it is time for me to collect interest."

Bang!

The rock beneath Gu Yang's feet shattered, and he shot into the crowd like a black cannonball.

There were no flashy Moves, only pure power and speed.

He threw a punch, landing squarely in the abdomen of a Middle Stage Golden Core Stage Cultivator.

Protective spiritual light? Shattered!

Top-grade Magical Artifact armor? Pierced!

Pfft!

The Cultivator didn't even have time to scream; he flew backward like a boiled shrimp, curled up, and slammed hard against the wall, turning into a puddle of flesh.

"Monster! He is a monster!"

The remaining Cultivators were terrified out of their wits and turned to run.

"Can you escape?"

Gu Yang grabbed with a backhand, activating his Extreme Dao Force Field.

Gravity instantly increased twenty-fold!

Those Cultivators who had just taken flight fell to the ground, screaming like birds with broken wings.

Gu Yang killed with every step; every punch he threw took a life.

In just ten breaths, this elite Island Master's guard was completely wiped out!

"Hoo..."

Gu Yang stood in the pile of corpses, panting heavily.

Although the killing was satisfying, he did not relax in the slightest.

Because he knew that the real crisis had only just begun.

A suffocating, terrifying Aura was pressing down from above the ground at an astonishing speed.

It was like an invisible mountain, pressing down so hard that Gu Yang's bones were creaking.

"Hurting my son, killing my guards, destroying my city..."

A cold, grand, and seemingly emotionless voice penetrated the thick rock layer and exploded directly in Gu Yang's mind.

"Do you really think this seat is made of mud?!"

Rumble—!

The rock layer above his head suddenly collapsed.

A massive hand, roughly an acre in size and entirely condensed from brilliant starlight, shattered the earth and reached toward Gu Yang with a world-destroying Aura!

Nascent Soul Divine Ability—Star-Plucking Hand!

This strike sealed the space and locked onto his Qi, making it impossible to dodge!

"Nascent Soul Old Monster!"

Gu Yang's pupils constricted sharply.

This was his first time facing a full-power strike from a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse.

The feeling was like an ant facing an elephant's foot about to descend, filled with a sense of helplessness.

That level of control over the Laws of heaven and earth could not be resisted by brute force alone.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!"

Gu Yang roared, his entire body's black-gold radiance erupting to the extreme.

Primordial Indestructible Golden Body—Extreme Operation!

Extreme Dao Force Field—Repulsion fully opened!

He held his hands up to the sky, attempting to resist that starlight hand head-on.

Bang!!!

The moment they made contact, Gu Yang's pride and joy, the Extreme Dao Force Field, shattered instantly like glass.

Immediately after, his arm bones emitted a teeth-grinding sound of breaking.

Pfft!

Gu Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body was slammed deep into the hard ground, creating a human-shaped crater dozens of meters deep.

Half the bones in his body were broken, and his internal organs were almost turned to mush.

If not for the Que Xie Golden Body weakening a portion of the starlight power, this slap would have obliterated his Divine Soul!

"Is this... Nascent Soul?"

Gu Yang lay at the bottom of the crater, his consciousness blurring, his heart icy cold.

The gap was too large!

Golden Core and Nascent Soul are simply two different species!

He could walk sideways in the Golden Core Stage, but in front of a Nascent Soul, he was still just a slightly stronger bug.

"Oh? You didn't die?"

The slightly surprised voice of Old Ancestor Xing Yun came from the sky, "Such a tough Physical Body; it makes for good material for corpse refining."

As he spoke, the starlight hand reached down again, wanting to snatch Gu Yang away.

"Want to catch me for corpse refining?"

A trace of madness flashed in Gu Yang's eyes.

"Dream on!"

He used his last ounce of strength, not attempting to run, but instead pulled out that thirty-thousand-jin heavenly demon meteor hammer from his Storage Pouch.

Then, with all his might, he smashed it down onto an inconspicuous rock protrusion beside him!

That was where he had discovered a Earth Vein Node while Body Refining earlier!

The hub of Falling Star Island's entire underground fire vein!

"Let's all die together!!!"

Boom————!!!

As the meteor hammer fell, the Earth Vein Node shattered instantly.

The already violent underground fire instantly went out of control.

The earth began to shake violently, and countless pillars of crimson magma burst through the surface, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The entire abandoned Artifact Refining workshop, and even half of Falling Star Island's urban area, began to collapse at this moment!

"Madman! You dare to detonate the Earth Vein?!"

Old Ancestor Xing Yun was shocked and furious.

He was the Island Master, and Falling Star Island was his Foundation; he absolutely could not watch the island be destroyed.

He couldn't afford to catch Gu Yang anymore; he hurriedly retracted his magical power and formed hand seals, attempting to suppress the rampaging Earth Vein.

"This is it!"

Seizing the moment when Old Ancestor Xing Yun was distracted.

Gu Yang bit the tip of his tongue, burning his remaining essence blood.

Extreme Dao Burst Step—Blood Escape!

Boom!

He turned into a piercing bloody black light, following the collapsing earth cracks into the underground river, and then fled frantically along the river, finally rushing out of the range of Falling Star Island.

But he did not run to a safe place.

Instead, he did the opposite, diving headlong into the "Chaotic Star Sea Forbidden Zone"—the Storm Sea Area—on the periphery of Falling Star Island, a place that even Nascent Soul Cultivators changed color at the mention of!

There, spatial turbulence raged, and the gale was like a knife; it was a true forbidden zone for life.

But in Gu Yang's view, that was the only path to survival.

"Old man Xing Yun! I will remember the debt of this palm strike!"

Gu Yang's voice echoed in the storm.

Afterward, his figure was completely swallowed by the endless black storm.

...

Three days later, deep in the Storm Sea Area.

Gu Yang was like a floating corpse, drifting with the waves.

The black-gold skin on his body had been shredded by the spatial storm, revealing ghastly white bones, his breath weak to the extreme.

"Cough, cough..."

He choked on a mouthful of salty seawater and struggled to open his eyes.

"Still not dead... what a tough life..."

Just before his consciousness was about to fall into darkness, he vaguely saw a huge shadow appear in the mist ahead.

It was an island.

No, that was a... giant turtle that was moving?