A-Ling's comprehension dawned in a sudden, sickening rush. It was too late!

"Boom!" Billions of rays of light burst forth before A-Ling’s eyes like the most dazzling fireworks, rainbow light arcing like silk ribbons, like light blades, like deadly spears, all detonating against that single, swiftly moving blade of water. The water blade vanished instantly!

A-Ling felt as if struck by a crushing blow, her posture unnaturally freezing mid-movement, before she was immediately swallowed by the pervasive radiance. "My Lord!" "My Lord!" "Lord A-Ling!" The black-armored warriors of the Xuan-Tian Clan screamed in unison, momentarily abandoning their assault on Audrey, rushing forward in a desperate charge.

But it was far too late! "It would have been so much better if you had just stayed quiet.

The thing I dislike most in life is overly clever women, and I despise women who stir up trouble—especially beautiful ones," the Divine Master stated calmly. Five brilliant clusters of stars tumbled through the expanse of light, striking A-Ling one by one like heavenly thunder blasting down upon the shadowy souls of the mortal world.

A-Ling’s body was rent as if by myriad sharp blades, revealing dense, countless streaks of blood. The wounds were deep enough to expose bone, a horrifying sight to behold.

"Thud!" Her frame crashed to the ground, tumbling into a heap of rubble, dyeing stone after stone a blood-red. The wisdom and light in her eyes rapidly dimmed to nothingness.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Streams of Xuan-Tian Clan black-armored warriors descended like a black cloud, tightly shielding A-Ling, anticipating any further fierce attacks from the Divine Master. The Divine Master did not press the attack.

With his hands clasped behind his back, his face etched with arrogant coldness, he sneered, "If anyone kills you, it should be Shi Yan. I won't overstep my bounds.

Killing you for him won't earn me any gratitude; the boy will still see me as an enemy." He lifted his gaze to Batuum, a cold smile touching his lips, before suddenly barking, "Get down here!" Five streaks of luminous meteors shot across the sky from his fingertips, instantly enveloping Batuum. The Divine Master gave a sharp tug.

Batuum’s body convulsed violently; the surrounding tornadoes seemed to be torn apart and destroyed, bursting outward. Batuum’s bulky form could not sustain the force, and he plummeted downward.

The members of the Xuan-Tian Clan stood ready, fiercely guarding A-Ling, daring not to attack the Divine Master. Nearby, Mei Ji, her alluring face pale as paper, finally managed to staunch the flow of blood from her lips.

Though her internal power remained abundant, the severe internal trauma was undeniable; the helplessness of her life force gradually draining away filled her with suffocating dread. Audrey, however, visibly relaxed.

Seeing the Divine Master launch a deadly strike that grievously wounded A-Ling, and then, right beside Shi Yan’s true body, forcibly dragging Batuum down, she instantly knew this conflict would soon reach its resolution. "I won't let you monsters succeed!

You damned heretics!" Gan Fu of the Devourer Clan withered rapidly; her life essence was being siphoned away. The green pool of blood beneath her began to bubble with a "gurgling" sound, as if boiling over flames.

A terrifying aura suddenly radiated outward from her body. Every clone of Ming Hao displayed an expression of horror as they witnessed Gan Fu preparing for mutual annihilation.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Ming Hao suddenly recalled and merged his avatars. Ming Hao coalesced once more, extending a hand to strike, summoning a derivative minor world that immediately enveloped Telerka, Faloni, and Yeboler, trapping them within its confines to prevent any immediate action.

He himself retreated, clearing a path, and stated flatly, "I have no desire to die with you. If you must die, go die alone." "You’re scared!

Haha, I knew you were afraid!" Gan Fu shrieked madly, surging past Ming Hao, fearlessly charging toward Shi Yan. "Uncle!" Audrey cried out involuntarily.

Ming Hao remained unmoved, as if he hadn't heard her desperate cry, making no move to help Shi Yan intercept Gan Fu’s final assault. The Divine Master watched the sky with cold eyes, unleashing a punch.

His world of light flared, sending Batuum tumbling away like a leather ball. He scoffed, not even acknowledging Gan Fu’s attack as a serious threat.

Gan Fu, carrying the essence of her lifeblood mixed with the Corrosion Profound Truth, charged relentlessly toward Shi Yan, aiming for the location of Shi Yan’s Dual Souls. Ming Hao and the Divine Master regarded the charge with detached indifference, making no move to intercept, even showing mocking amusement.

A-Ling recovered slightly. Seeing Gan Fu break through the encirclement had momentarily bolstered the morale of her side, but witnessing the expressions of Ming Hao and the Divine Master sent a chill back through her heart, giving rise to a very ominous feeling.

On the Profound Truth Talisman Tower, the Primordial Talismans were fusing, down to the final layer. One by one, the Primordial Talismans were being drawn into the last symbol, on the verge of forming the true Primordial Source Talisman.

Gan Fu attacked with the self-destructive power of the Corrosion Profound Truth. The Divine Master evaded first, then Ming Hao retreated.

Finally, she reached Shi Yan’s Soul Altar, intending to flood into his Dual Souls. Shi Yan’s Main Soul revealed a strange, chilling grin, making no attempt to dodge.

The black hole, dark as an abyss, suddenly shot out from the Profound Truth layer and surged toward Gan Fu. The green, corrosive poison water, condensed from her life essence blood corrosion power, plunged into the black hole.

Shi Yan’s Main and Secondary Souls did not dissolve; the black hole continued to operate, like a giant mouth capable of swallowing heaven and earth, insatiably greedy. Gan Fu froze.

Seconds later, her aged divine body cracked like old wood. Cracking sounds echoed from her body, as if a dried corpse was being dismembered; she gradually shattered into dust.

Her Soul Altar trembled, and her Main Soul surfaced in sheer panic and despair, desperate to flee. The suspended black hole suddenly inhaled, swallowing her entire Soul Altar.

Gan Fu’s fragmented remains, like broken pieces of lumber, rained down from the sky. Not a single drop of blood remained.

"It seems the Daoist companions of the Devourer Clan have no true understanding of what Devouring Profound Truth entails, nor do they comprehend that it is the nemesis of the Eight Great Evil Powers. They must have forgotten its evil and terrifying nature long ago," Ming Hao remarked, his expression cold, mocking with bitter sarcasm.

"They think cultivating the Corrosion Profound Truth is such a grand achievement, yet they fail to see that attacks formed by the Eight Great Evil Powers are more easily broken by Devouring. They reached the peak of Immortality, and yet died so unjustly." The Divine Master chimed in, "These people from the Void Sea of Nothingness seem to understand the Devouring Profound Truth even less deeply than we do.

To dare attempt mutual annihilation while cultivating the Profound Truth of Corrosion against one who wields Devouring—they are vastly overthinking things, completely clueless." In truth, the members of the Devourer Clan did lack a profound grasp of the terror of the Devouring Profound Truth. This was because they had lost sight of it for too long—so long that they forgot the Devouring Profound Truth was the very foundation of the Devourer Clan, a terrifying power reserved only for the Clan Leader to cultivate.

Gan Fu’s demise today would surely serve as a reminder to the Devourer Clan, and to all beings in the Void Sea of Nothingness, that the Devouring Profound Truth is the bane of the Eight Great Evil Powers! With Gan Fu annihilated and her soul consumed, Batuum finally broke.

Subdued by the successive maneuvers of the Divine Master and Ming Hao, he was left utterly deflated. "I give up," Batuum suddenly roared, instantly withdrawing and fleeing outward with all his might.

The Divine Master didn't even glance at him, allowing him to escape in terror, his eyes filled with derision. Ming Hao also offered no hindrance.

As his mind shifted, his Profound Truth suddenly changed. His soul-like body erupted with countless fine spatial fissures.

Telerka, Yeboler, and Faloni felt a sudden sense of dread looking at those tiny cracks. Then, fissures appeared on their own divine bodies, blood splattered outward, and bones were ripped apart!

"Spatial Profound Truth!" "A Spatial Profound Truth master of the Immortal Triple Heaven!" "Who is this old monster?" Telerka, Yeboler, and Faloni screamed, abandoning any thought of lingering. They fled desperately, mimicking Batuum’s panicked retreat.

The black-armored guards of the Xuan-Tian Clan awoke the moment Batuum fled, quickly helping A-Ling up before vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Neither the Divine Master nor Ming Hao made any move to stop them, watching the group depart with expressions of calm assurance.

"Uncle, why didn't you stop them? Why did you let them escape?" Audrey asked, perplexed.

Mei Ji below, whose life force was steadily weakening, leaned against a piece of shattered stone. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth down her snow-white neck, and her gaze grew distant, her spirit uncertain as she too looked toward the sky.

"Escape?" Ming Hao shook his head. "They cannot escape.

Brian and I were trapped here for decades, trying every method imaginable, and we couldn't get out. How could they leave so easily?

It’s easy to enter this place, but leaving is not nearly so simple." "Then why not kill them? Aren't you afraid they'll send a message out?" Audrey asked, surprised.

"No one can send a message out. Otherwise, when that boy tried to transmit earlier, we would have acted immediately.

Here, space is locked down. Even I, a Spatial Profound Truth master of the Immortal Triple Heaven, cannot tear open even a sliver of space.

What message could they possibly shoot out?" Ming Hao chuckled dryly. "So, what I just did was entirely pointless?" Audrey huffed.

"No. Didn't you take the opportunity to severely wound that self-important fellow?" Ming Hao smiled.

Audrey stuck out her lip and fell silent. "That girl down there, what is her relationship with Shi Yan?

Her condition is very poor. Her life essence is draining away bit by bit.

She was already injured when she arrived, and the subsequent trauma has struck at the root of her life. If she isn't treated promptly, she will indeed become quite troublesome," Ming Hao observed, frowning down at Mei Ji.

"I don't know what relationship she has," Audrey replied, shaking her head in uncertainty. "He is almost done," at that moment, the Divine Master interjected calmly, soaring up from Shi Yan’s true body to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Ming Hao and Audrey.

He didn't spare Mei Ji a second glance; in his view, she was an insignificant person whose life or death held no bearing on him. Ming Hao's attention was drawn away, and he too gave Mei Ji no further thought, his eyes burning fixed on Shi Yan.

Beneath Shi Yan’s Sea of Divine Consciousness. All the Primordial Talismans on the Profound Truth Talisman Tower merged into a single entity: the Primordial Source Talisman.

This talisman revolved with a dazzling, seven-colored halo, like a bright, rising sun, slowly ascending from the pinnacle of the Profound Truth Talisman Tower. Finally, it drifted down along Shi Yan’s Sea of Divine Consciousness and slowly merged into the transparent sphere of the Life Profound Truth.

Inside the Life Profound Truth Orb, the Primordial Source Talisman settled slowly, releasing a massive surge of life fluctuation. At this moment, the life magnetic field surrounding Shi Yan was so vigorous that even Ming Hao and the Divine Master felt a secret pang of jealousy and a shudder of awe.

As the Primordial Source Talisman detached from the Profound Truth Talisman Tower, the colossal, mountain-like tower miraculously began to shrink, slowly retracting downward. The Divine Master’s eyes moved, and he suddenly declared, "That so-called Primordial Source Talisman has already benefited your Blood-Thirst lineage.

I shall take possession of this Profound Truth Talisman Tower." "You conserved your strength all along, forcing me to hold off two peers alone, all in anticipation of fighting me for the Profound Truth Talisman Tower, didn't you?" Ming Hao said coldly. "Ming Hao, you don't intend to take every single benefit for yourself, do you?" the Divine Master’s expression soured.

While the two were arguing, Shi Yan’s Soul Altar suddenly contracted, drawing back like a projection, sinking instantly into his physical body. Immediately after, Shi Yan opened his eyes, raised a hand, and grasped.

The shrinking Profound Truth Talisman Tower suddenly settled into his palm and vanished instantly.

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