406: Chapter 405 Why I'm Giving You Face

"Too strong! Is this the Divine Ability of a Golden Core Old Ancestor?!"

"With such a terrifying Spell, what is there to fear from this Red-Robed Old Man!"

"We're safe! Ancestor Zhang's Divine Ability is peerless. He will definitely defeat the powerful enemy and keep our Wu Family safe!"

Everyone felt certain in their hearts that once this earth-shattering giant sword descended, it would surely heavily injure the Red-Robed Old Man and reverse the entire battle, completely dispelling their previous despair.

But this joy and hope lasted only for a brief instant.

High in the sky, the Red-Robed Old Man looked at the giant sword of terrifying power. There was not a hint of emotion on his Face, which remained filled with indifference and contempt.

He did not even make any extra movements; he merely raised his hand casually and gave a gentle wave toward the Void Realm.

There was no loud boom, nor any collision of spiritual energy. The giant sword, dozens of feet long, which had just awed the entire field with its towering Pressure, instantly dissolved into thin air like a bubble, completely vanishing between heaven and earth without leaving even a trace of residual spiritual energy.

That trump card Divine Ability was easily neutralized in an instant, collapsing into nothingness.

The smiles that had just bloomed on the Faces of the Wu Family members instantly stiffened and faded, replaced by utter stupor and shock.

They had never expected that such a powerful Divine Ability would be broken in a single move by that mysterious old man.

Ancestor Zhang froze in place, his eyes wide as he stared blankly at the Void Realm where the giant sword had completely dissolved. He could not snap out of it for a long time.

His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with unbelievable shock and panic.

This Golden Core Divine Ability was his ultimate trump card, obtained through a stroke of Opportunity. It was his greatest reliance for fighting across Realms, refined with countless efforts, and its power far exceeded Spells of the same rank.

He had originally thought that with this move, even if he could not kill his opponent, he would definitely be able to force the Red-Robed Old Man back and stabilize the battle.

But the result before him completely shattered all his self-confidence and assurance.

His ultimate killing Divine Ability, which he had poured all his spiritual energy into activating and which was enough to awe an entire region, was actually neutralized so effortlessly by his opponent in a single move. Quietly and invisibly, it dissolved without even causing a ripple.

The gap between them had already reached a despairing level. After a few brief moments of daze, a bone-chilling cold swept through his body. Ancestor Zhang suddenly woke up from his shock, with nothing but extreme fear left in his heart.

He completely recognized reality: he was simply no match for this Red-Robed Old Man. The two of them were like heaven and earth, and he had no qualification to resist him at all.

Remaining here meant certain death; his only chance of survival now was to flee!

"Run!" The word exploded in his mind. Ancestor Zhang had no desire to fight anymore. He couldn't care less about the heavy reward from the Wu Family, nor did he care about his Face or dignity. His remaining spiritual energy surged as he turned around, attempting to tear through the Void Realm and escape.

High in the sky, the Red-Robed Old Man took in all his movements. A cold sneer played on the corners of his mouth, and his voice carried endless indifference and slaughter: "Escape?"

That single, simple word carried a towering Pressure that completely froze the air.

Without any extra movement, the Red-Robed Old Man merely waved his hand casually. A highly condensed, pitch-black light instantly erupted from his hand, flashing through the air at extreme Speed, and entered Ancestor Zhang's body in the blink of an eye.

There was no violent explosion, nor any earth-shattering roar.

The moment the pitch-black light entered his body, the fleeing Ancestor Zhang suddenly stiffened. The spiritual energy surging through his body was instantly cut off, and his Meridians and Divine Soul were completely destroyed in an instant. His eyes went wide, his pupils dilated, and he died before he could even utter a scream.

In the next second, his body fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the courtyard floor. He had completely lost all signs of life, motionless and dead.

A generation's Golden Core Old Ancestor, who had just been full of pride relying on his Divine Ability, had been defeated and killed in the blink of an eye, ending his life in a hasty and miserable manner.

Inside and outside the courtyard, all the members of the Wu Family witnessed this scene. The color drained from their Faces instantly, leaving them as pale as paper.

Previously, they had pinned all their Family's remaining hope and survival on Ancestor Zhang.

In their eyes, this Golden Core powerhouse was a backer hired at an astronomical price, the only trump card that could ward off the catastrophe of extermination for the Wu Family.

Even though their Disciples had all been defeated earlier, and even though the opponent's Pressure was towering, they still firmly believed that Ancestor Zhang's Golden Core Divine Ability could reverse the battle and protect the entire Wu Family.

But the cruel reality ruthlessly shattered their final illusion.

The Golden Core Old Ancestor they had placed high hopes on had his trump card Divine Ability casually neutralized, and he didn't even have the qualification to escape, being instantly killed and falling to the ground.

Before this Red-Robed Old Man, a dignified Golden Core Cultivator was actually so fragile, like an insignificant ant.

At this moment, boundless despair flooded the minds of every Wu Family member like a cold tide.

Their backer was dead, and there was no more help. The vast Wu Family had lost all reliance. What awaited them was only destruction, the death of the entire clan! After a brief, dead silence, utter panic exploded completely.

"Run, quickly!" Someone roared, completely breaking the dead silence.

All the Wu Family members snapped back to reality. No longer caring about their Family estate or Legacy, they had only one thought left in their minds: to survive.

Countless clan members scattered and fled. Direct descendants, collateral branches, guards, and servants all showed terror on their Faces, scrambling to flee in all directions, only wishing to seize a sliver of life while the opponent was off guard.

Inside the courtyard, chaos reigned as everyone ran for their lives, panicked to the extreme.

High in the sky, the Red-Robed Old Man looked down at the panicking crowd fleeing below. There was not a single ripple in his eyes, only cold indifference and killing intent. A deeply mocking arc curved at the corner of his mouth as he spoke softly, his voice bone-chillingly cold, echoing through heaven and earth: "Escape?"

"Where can you escape to?" The moment the words fell, the Red-Robed Old Man no longer held back, and a terrifyingly majestic Pressure suddenly erupted from his entire body.

The thick and domineering power of Golden Core Stage 5 swept in all directions like a collapsing sky, instantly enveloping the entire Wu Family estate and covering an area of several miles.

A heavy, domineering, and suffocating terrifying force crashed down! The fleeing Wu Family members suddenly felt their bodies sink, as if a mountain of ten thousand tons was pressing on their shoulders. Regardless of distance or cultivation level, all the clan members were pinned firmly to the ground by this terrifying Pressure.

Thudding sounds rang out continuously as countless people fell to their knees or lay prostrate on the ground in a wretched state. Their limbs were stiff, their spiritual energy completely sealed, and their bones creaked, rendering them unable to move even a fraction.

Everyone struggled desperately, but they could not even raise their heads or stand up. They could only grovel humiliatingly on the ground, completely locked in this desperate situation with no hope of escape.

With clan members prostrate all over the ground, their bones trembling, and their spiritual energy sealed, they lacked even the strength to raise their heads and struggle. They were completely mired in a desperate situation. The crisis of extermination loomed over everyone, and an Aura of despair filled the entire world.

Just as the entire area fell into a dead silence, with no one able to break free from the shackles, and the Red-Robed Old Man was about to raise his hand to destroy the entire Wu Family, Qin Changsheng slowly walked out from the street outside the estate.

The terrifying Golden Core Pressure that filled the sky, enough to crush everything, enveloped the surroundings with heavy suffocation. Yet, when it landed on Qin Changsheng, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, having no effect whatsoever.

Untouched by the wild wind and unpressed by the Pressure, that majestic power, which was enough to imprison all Foundation Establishment Cultivators and awe ordinary Golden Cores, could not shake him even half a step or affect him in the slightest.

He walked freely, his posture upright and steady. In the dead and oppressive world, he seemed completely out of place, yet incredibly powerful.

On the ground, Wu Feng, who was forced to kneel, raised his heavy head with great difficulty. His gaze locked onto the figure slowly walking over, his eyes filled with extreme confusion and astonishment.

He had never expected that this seemingly ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator, whom they had heartlessly driven away, would actually return in such a deadly, desperate situation.

What shocked his mind even more and left him completely baffled was that while the entire Wu Family was firmly suppressed and unable to move, why could Qin Changsheng walk calmly and move freely under this terrifying Golden Core Pressure, as if this sky-reaching Pressure were non-existent?

Not only Wu Feng, but all the remaining members of the Wu Family on the field froze in place, staring at Qin Changsheng in astonishment. A tempest raged in their hearts, filled with incomprehension and shock.

High in the sky, the Red-Robed Old Man, who had originally looked cold and filled with killing intent, suddenly froze.

His gaze fell tightly on Qin Changsheng. The murderous Aura around him subsided slightly, and the contempt and arrogance in his eyes were completely gone, replaced by deep wariness and solemnity.

He knew very well how terrifying his domain Pressure was, activated by his genuine Golden Core Stage 5 cultivation. Even if a Cultivator of the Second Layer of Golden Core or the third layer were in it, their movements would be suppressed and their spiritual energy flow would be sluggish.

Yet, this stranger before him, who seemed to have ordinary cultivation, could stroll leisurely in his Pressure without being affected in the slightest. This strength was absolutely unfathomable.

This person was definitely not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

The Red-Robed Old Man's eyes darkened. Casting aside all contempt, he asked in a tone carrying a hint of vigilance and seriousness, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Qin Changsheng raised his eyes to look at the Red-Robed Old Man in the sky and said, "I am a friend of Senior Brother Wu Yong. This matter started because of the Wu Family juniors, and their fault is not major. One should show mercy whenever possible. Today, for my Face, spare the entire Wu Family."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire field fell silent.

The Wu Family members prostrate on the ground trembled in their hearts, feeling both shocked and ashamed.

None of them had expected that this old acquaintance, whom they had heartlessly driven away and regarded as a useless Foundation Establishment Cultivator, would step forward at the final moment of their Family's destruction to plead for the Wu Family's life.

Hearing this, the Red-Robed Old Man in the sky was first taken aback, and then he threw his head back and laughed out loud. His laughter was wild and unbridled, carrying a biting killing intent that echoed through heaven and earth, filled with mockery and disdain.

"Hahaha! Your Face?" He suppressed his laughter, and the killing intent in his eyes surged as he questioned, "You are a mere nameless Cultivator with a hidden form and unknown cultivation, yet you dare to talk about Face in front of me? On what basis should I spare the Wu Family? Do you have the matching strength to bear the cost of pleading today?"

In his view, even if Qin Changsheng could resist his Pressure and possessed some strange methods, he might not truly be able to contend with an established powerhouse of Golden Core Stage 5 like himself.

This plea was nothing more than a bluff.

Qin Changsheng raised his eyes slightly, his expression remaining indifferent, unaffected in the slightest by the other's dominance and mockery. He merely confirmed calmly once more, "So, you really refuse to let the Wu Family go?"

The Red-Robed Old Man's eyes were icy, his killing intent penetrating to the bone, and his tone was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation: "The rules I set have never been changed! Today, unless I die and my Dao is extinguished, I will never let the Wu Family go. I will definitely slaughter the entire clan and settle all grudges!"

His words were powerful and filled with towering killing intent, completely blocking all paths of retreat.

Hearing this, Qin Changsheng nodded gently. The last trace of warmth in his eyes completely faded, leaving only an indifferent chill.

"Since that is the case, please go and die."

The moment the words fell, heaven and earth suddenly changed color.

The previously dark and oppressive sky was instantly filled with rolling dark clouds and surging purple lightning, as the rolling power of thunder suddenly tore through the clouds, wreaking havoc across heaven and earth.

A heavenly might, far more domineering and terrifying than the Golden Core Pressure, crashed down on all sides, instantly overpowering all of the Red-Robed Old Man's spiritual energy Aura.

Qin Changsheng waved his hand gently, his movement casual and indifferent, as light as nothing.

Boom—! A thick and horrifying bolt of lightning, wrapped in brilliant purple light, crashed down from the Nine Heavens. The electric flash tore through the sky, and the thunderous light glowed brightly, awing all directions.

This bolt of lightning contained the ultimate power of destruction. Its power was terrifying to the extreme, far exceeding ordinary Golden Core Spells, and its Speed was incredibly fast.

In just a single breath, it spanned across heaven and earth, instantly crossing all distances, and landed with absolute precision in front of the Red-Robed Old Man.

The moment that ultimate destructive heavenly might enveloped him, the Face of the originally arrogant and disdainful Red-Robed Old Man changed drastically, turning deathly pale in an instant.

He had moved in the cultivation world for hundreds of years and fought countless battles, and he had never been as terrified as he was at this moment.

Within this seemingly simple Nine Heavens thunderbolt, a dense and bone-chilling Aura of death was carried, firmly locking onto his Divine Soul and body, making him completely stiff and shaking his mind, giving rise to endless fear from the depths of his Soul.

His eyes were filled with unbelievable shock, and a tempest raged in his heart, completely unable to comprehend the situation before him.

He clearly perceived that the other party had only a mere Foundation Establishment cultivation and seemed ordinary, yet the Spell he cast so casually actually possessed such terrifying power, far exceeding the limits of ordinary Golden Core powerhouses and even carrying the supreme heavenly might of heaven and earth's judgment.

How could a minor Foundation Establishment Cultivator control such a Heaven-Defying and powerful lightning Spell? Doubt, shock, and panic intertwined in his heart, but the crisis of life and death was already imminent, leaving no room for the slightest hesitation.

The Red-Robed Old Man gritted his teeth and roared, exhausting all his Golden Core Stage 5 foundation. He wanted to activate the spiritual energy within his body and sacrifice his personal protective Magic Treasure to forcefully resist the strike of this lightning, fighting to carve out a sliver of life.

At the same time, the Red-Robed Old Man's eyes were also filled with regret.

Had he known this Cultivator possessed such a powerful Spell, he should have given him Face and let the Wu Family go.

However, it was already too late for regret now. This lightning's Speed was extremely fast, crossing ten thousand miles in an instant, giving him absolutely no gap to react or cast a Spell.

His Magic Treasure had just begun to emit a faint light, and his spiritual energy had not yet circulated through his body when that violent purple thunder crashed down, striking his body with precision.

Boom!!! An ear-splitting thunderclap exploded through heaven and earth, and blinding purple light consumed the entire sky.

The ultimate power of destruction erupted instantly, sweeping through everything like a primordial tidal wave.

Before the Red-Robed Old Man could even utter a scream, his body, spiritual energy, Protective Aura, and Divine Soul Origin—everything was ruthlessly torn apart, crushed, and dissolved in the raging thunder.

The violent lightning continued to rage. In just three breaths, the Golden Core Stage 5 powerhouse, who had just been domineering over heaven and earth and utterly arrogant, was completely refined by the thunder. Not even a trace of bone or a wisp of breath was left behind; everything was turned into ashes, scattering with the wind and completely vanishing into the high sky.