Next came the stomach, where the clothes inflated and deflated as if blown by air, accompanied by a faint scraping sound from within, as if something was scratching the ribs with nails. The skin and flesh on the back slowly became translucent, revealing vertebrae turning black, followed by a ’crack’ as they misaligned. Then the body seemed to be drained, collapsing weakly, as black mist poured out from the surrounding wounds, coalescing into a blurred shadow, with remnants of translucent flesh hanging at its edges, swaying and being incinerated into ash that scattered away. On the ground, only a layer of skin clung to the bones, which also turned to flying ash in the flames, while the two white light spots in the eye sockets had moved to the top of the shadow in the black mist.
After the Samadhi Fire finished burning the flesh shell, it spread to the black mist creature, causing the shadow to emit a sharp, piercing screech. Razor-sharp ghost claws formed from the mist, trying to tear apart the fire curtain, but to no avail.
Then it transformed into a formless state, changing shape, attempting to escape underground, only to be firmly trapped by the golden True Fire.
Amid the sharp shrieking, the creature was ultimately incinerated into nothingness.
This must be the martial soul fused by the Holy Sect practitioners during cultivation!
A bizarre entity indeed!
Yet, under the terrifying might of the Martial Saint, it was nothing more than an adversary to be slain with a mere lift of the hand.
All of this seemed lengthy, but in truth, it happened in the blink of an eye.
Chen Yuan kept his focus, turned to support Qing Yangzi’s flesh, and then with a wave of his hand, a gentle breeze sent the body outside the hall, accompanied by a heavy thud as the door slammed shut.
Having done all this, Chen Yuan’s gaze was commanding, looking at the four remaining individuals inside the hall as if they were already dead, sending shivers down their spines.
The air inside the hall turned to frost.
The pressure made it difficult for the few left from the Holy Sect to breathe.
"A Dragon and Tiger, four Martial Vaults, who gave you the courage to plot against me?"
"Daring to usurp my place, harm my Shu soldiers!"
Each word Chen Yuan uttered was like a death sentence, heavily striking the hearts of those from the Holy Sect.
After speaking, Chen Yuan shuddered all over, and a surge of powerful energy directly caused ripples in the void inside the hall, then swept across Western Zhou like a tempestuous wave.
The candle flames in the hall were abruptly extinguished, and where the void-ripple passed, stone slabs shattered, candle stands, tables, chairs, and hall pillars, all exploded into splinters, instantly crushed into powder.
The four members of the Holy Sect found their movements restricted, yet in this life-and-death moment, varied groans emitted from their throats as they activated their respective life-saving skills.
The one leading, wearing a white mask, had cultivation reaching Dragon and Tiger level. Blood-red fine lines on the mask suddenly exuded spots of blood-colored light, which instantly transformed into a layer of bark-like scales spreading over this person’s body.
These blood-colored scales appeared thin, but when the powerful energy surged upon them, each scale moved eerily, as if countless little insects were gnawing at the incoming energy, forcibly holding up a blood-colored light membrane amid the raging waves.
The woman in the white dress and veiled face abruptly opened her mouth, a wisp of black mist emerging from her lips. Within it appeared a ghostly face resembling an Evil Ghost, directly crashing against the oncoming powerful energy:
The tall figure in a black robe, like shoulders suspended, had several black bone tokens floating out from his sleeve. The tokens formed a small array around him — the surrounding void distorted in an instant, changing shape, causing the energy waves to curve bizarrely and bypass him, though the edges of the wooden tokens began to seep black juice, as if corroded by something.
And the small, thin old man in the black fur coat, with his throat rolling, his belly’s lapel self-inflated, his body instantly swelling to massive size, becoming corpulently round, tearing his clothes apart, revealing a grotesque black ghost face on his stomach, which blew out an ink-like mist, enveloping him.
In an instant, these individuals from the Holy Sect each showcased Divine Skills, exuding sinister and peculiar auras.
Some harbored ghosts within to ward off harm: others used some kind of Gu as substitutes to evade punishment!
Chen Yuan observed all of this, a cold smile at his eye corner, and merely stomped his foot.
In that instant, the grand hall boomed, and the void exploded directly.
"Bang."
"Bang."
"Bang."
Everything tangible in the hall exploded, including the few defiant members of the Holy Sect.
The sound of flesh ripping, the creatures’ piercing screeches, and the few individuals’ wails.
In the face of an overwhelming power disparity, these people were nothing more than slightly larger ants.
Rumbling.
The entire grand hall came crashing down.
The impact was precisely controlled within this Colonel Palace.
And just as the hall collapsed and shattered, a few sharp cries soared from the ruins.
Four shadowy figures, black, green, or blood-red, swayed into the sky.
One was an upward surging mass of ink-black mist, within which appeared a gigantic blood-red eyeball, roughly a hundred feet in size, with shifting reflections in its pupil. Finally, the reflections in the eye solidified, revealing an image.
It was an intensely dark black hole, emanating a terrifying aura!
The second monster emerged from the ruins, forming numerous bones that assembled, like building blocks, into a body, soaring into the sky towards the giant eyeball.
The third monster rose to the sky, its upper body a human skin tree breaking through the earth, with the lower half merged into the ground, indistinguishable between legs or roots. Dense blood-red patterns were embroidered on the human skin tree, which moved on their own like writhing blood vessels, drawing nutrients from the earth, while the tree exhaled a bizarre blood-colored mist, permeating the air, wandering between Heaven and Earth.
......
"Summon the Holy Altar!"
A strange cry.
Then, a monstrous wind arose between Heaven and Earth, the pouring rain from the sky infected by the blood-colored mist, turning into a blood rain.
In the fixed image of the blood-colored eyeball in the sky, strange tones echoed from the dark ghost hole.
These tones resonated through Heaven and Earth, like countless whispers in one’s ear, as if the ravings of an evil god from beyond the heavens.
A bizarre, chilling, indescribable fear quickly spread from that blood-colored eyeball.
Amid the storm, some armored soldiers among the Government Army in the Inner City felt their heads about to split, as if the sounds were burrowing into their brains, causing terrible changes.
As the strange tones spread, a terrifying transformation was about to occur at Jiangyou Pass.
This resembled a summoning ritual!
These monsters were calling upon an indescribable terrifying presence within the Holy Altar to combat the God of Killing from the Ninth Mountain!
But Chen Yuan initiated his strike first. How could he tolerate these beings making trouble under his nose!
At this moment, the oppressive atmosphere in Heaven and Earth turned violent.
In this suffocating dimness, a sudden metallic clang erupted, like a colossal bell being struck in the sky above.
In an instant, in the pitch-black firmament, a radiant heavenly light pierced through the dark clouds, plummeting straight from the outer sky, illuminating the rain-drenched Inner City as bright as day.
The heavenly light carried an indescribable sacred power, suddenly enveloping the gigantic blood-red eyeball, cutting off the whispers that resonated throughout Heaven and Earth.
At Jiangyou Pass, countless citizens raised their heads skyward, their spirits shaken, suddenly discovering a Divine Light vertical eye among the dark clouds!
Further above, a towering silhouette of a Heavenly God vaguely discernible!
Shoulders broad enough to crush mountains, and the heavenly light piercing through the clouds originated from the vertical eye newly opened on his forehead, its pupil a pure glazed gold, brimming with terrifying divine majesty.
The entire Heaven and Earth fell silent under this gaze, with only the sound of rain dropping on the ground remaining.
And the blood-colored eyeball, the bone monster, and the human skin tree, all burst into ashes under this Divine Light.
However, in the interval of the eyeball’s explosion, streams of gray airflow flew in all directions, swiftly merging into the night.
From the sky came a thunderous cold snort, and the fearsome eye quickly shut, followed by the giant celestial shadow vanishing into the dark night clouds.
The next moment, a thousand miles away, at the green bamboo courtyard.
The void hummed, and Chen Yuan stepped out from the void.
"Relay my orders!"

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