32: Chapter 32 The Arrival of Xuan Kong

The white light stretched, forming a semi-transparent chain.

The chain pierced into the Void Realm ahead.

The sky of the Far North Icefield was forcibly torn open by this power.

A black rift, ten thousand zhang long, spanned across the firmament.

The mighty power of the Half-step Creation Realm followed this rift, crossing endless territories, heading straight for its target.

Eastern Wasteland, Tianxuan Peak Hall.

The image on the light screen was severed by a strong light.

In the center of the screen, a semi-transparent chain drilled out.

It headed straight for Gu Sheng's face.

At this moment, the hall's mountain-protecting Formation activated automatically.

One hundred and eight golden beams of light shot up into the sky.

The moment the light beams made contact with the chain, they couldn't even hold for a single breath, instantly exploding into a sky full of light rain.

Cracks an inch deep appeared simultaneously on the surface of the ninety-eight sandalwood dragon-carved pillars.

A cross-boundary pursuit from the Half-step Creation Realm.

The space around the chain collapsed layer by layer, forming small black holes.

If this were an incense stick of time ago, this strike would have been enough to raze the entire Tianxuan Peak to the ground, and grind Gu Sheng's Foundation Establishment Stage Physical Body into pulp along with it.

Evasion was meaningless.

Under the locked-on energy of a Half-step Creation Realm expert, any movement technique was futile.

Gu Sheng sat in the grand master's chair, not even moving his body.

The guarantee purchased with 400,000 destiny points had been stuck at 99% just a moment ago due to the spatial lockdown of the Far North Icefield.

Now, Xiao Wuji had actively torn open a cross-boundary channel.

The lockdown had collapsed on its own.

"System." Gu Sheng crossed his legs and rested them on the table in front of him.

"What exactly is the composition of that top-tier card from just now?"

[Ding.]

[System Prompt: Top-tier character card loaded. Channel restriction lifted.]

[Name: Xuan Kong]

[Cultivation Rating: Creation Realm Peak.]

[Characteristic: Absolute Suppression.]

Gu Sheng tapped his fingers on the table.

Creation Realm Peak.

A full major Realm plus a Great Perfection higher than those two mad dogs in the Far North Icefield.

The chain was only three inches away from Gu Sheng's glabella.

The violent spiritual power airflow blew over the teacup on the table.

The tea spilled onto the ground and was instantly evaporated into white mist.

"Let these old subordinates of Xuanming Hall recognize a fact." Gu Sheng tapped his fingertip on the edge of the table.

"Who is the one who pulled their master out of the coffin."

"Close the door."

"Release the dog."

The Void Realm inside the hall split open without warning.

The edges of the rift displayed a charred black color, as if forcibly torn by absolute power.

A hand reached out from the rift.

The index and middle fingers were pressed together.

It precisely clamped onto the chain condensed by the Half-step Creation Realm expert.

There was no deafening roar, nor any aftermath of spiritual power collision.

The two withered fingers exerted a slight force.

Under the pincer attack, the chain emitted a crisp snapping sound.

Fine cracks spread instantly along the clamped node to the entire chain.

It crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless white specks of light that dissipated within the hall.

A man walked out of the Void Realm rift.

He turned his head to face Gu Sheng's direction.

"Young Master, what are your orders?"

"Follow that line and strike back." Gu Sheng pointed to the cross-boundary channel in front that hadn't completely closed yet.

The old man turned around.

He lifted his right foot and took a step forward.

His entire person directly merged into that channel.

Far North Icefield. Underground plaza.

Xiao Wuji maintained the posture of pointing his finger forward.

The semi-transparent chain had completely submerged into the Void Realm.

Suddenly, the Void Realm node where the chain had entered expanded violently.

A terrifying pressure, completely superior to the Half-step Creation Realm, poured back along the line of Karma.

Xiao Wuji's right arm snapped backward violently.

A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed in the empty underground plaza.

His right arm hung from his shoulder at an extremely twisted angle.

His white jade cloud-patterned boots plowed two deep furrows on the hard ice surface.

Xiao Wuji slid uncontrollably backward for dozens of zhang, crashing heavily into the ice wall behind him.

The ice wall collapsed over a large area.

Tons of broken ice fell down, burying him under the ruins.

Ye Lan suddenly raised his head.

Dark red curse patterns crawled crazily on his skin, oozing black blood.

He gripped his black spear with both hands, attempting to meet the power surging out from the Void Realm.

Just as the black spear was raised halfway, the shaft bent into an exaggerated arc.

The surrounding space completely solidified.

It wasn't locked by a Formation, but taken over directly by rules of a higher dimension.

Ye Lan, at the Half-step Creation Realm, couldn't even move a single finger.

His bones emitted cracking sounds of being unable to bear the heavy pressure.

Luo Qingxue stood in place.

A violent trembling came from her true spirit fragments.

This power had already touched the ceiling of this world.

Creation Realm Peak.

Even in her prime three hundred years ago, if she encountered an existence of this level, she would have had to retreat three times.

Who exactly was the leader of the faction that the person who had been hiding in her Sea of Consciousness belonged to?

Su Qianxue slumped on the ground, gasping for air.

She completely couldn't understand the span of levels happening before her eyes.

She only saw that arrogant man in white robes suddenly being sent flying by an invisible force, life or death unknown.

In the ruins, the broken ice exploded.

Xiao Wuji stood up unsteadily.

He stared fixedly at the Void Realm channel in mid-air.

A man wearing cyan and white robes walked out of the channel.

"Which blind fool dares to touch my master?"

Xiao Wuji swallowed a mouthful of blood.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Xuan Kong didn't pay him any attention at all.

He lightly tapped his finger downward in mid-air.

Xiao Wuji's left knee emitted an explosive sound.

The kneecap exploded directly into a mist of blood.

His entire person fell heavily onto the ice surface.

The ice layer was smashed into a deep pit.

"When this seat asks a question, is it your turn to interrupt?"

Eastern Wasteland, the hall.

Gu Sheng watched the light screen that had lit up again.

In the screen image, the arrogant Left Envoy of Xuanming Hall was kneeling on one knee in the broken ice.

"System, transmit my words over." Gu Sheng issued the command.

[Establishing one-way voice channel... Establishment successful.]

Far North Icefield. Above the underground plaza.

Gu Sheng's words echoed over the icefield.

Processed by the System, the voice carried a grand echo, as if it were the decree of the Heavenly Dao.

"Are you done testing?"

As soon as these four words came out, Luo Qingxue's body stiffened slightly.

She recognized this voice.

This was the "wandering ghost" that had occupied her body for several days and led her through slaughter.

The veins on the back of Ye Lan's hand gripping the spear bulged, his legs trembling violently under the heavy pressure, yet he remained suppressed in place, unable to move a single bit.

Xiao Wuji knelt on one knee, cold sweat sliding down his forehead and dripping onto the broken ice.

"Three hundred years ago, your master died without even a scrap left."

Gu Sheng spoke the second sentence.

The ice surface of the underground plaza sank by an inch overall under the sound waves of this sentence.

"It was I who spent a great price, using taiyin divine marrow to piece her true spirit together bit by bit."

"It was I who protected this remains all the way, helping her block the pursuit of Ziyang Holy Land."

"Now that she is alive, you two servants have come out to reap the rewards?"

Gu Sheng's speaking speed was steady.

Every word that fell added another layer of pressure onto Xiao Wuji.

Xiao Wuji looked up at the old man smoking, and the questioning that echoed between heaven and earth.

His psychological defense line collapsed completely.

He had thought the other party was just a petty thief who had stolen the remains.

As it turned out, an old servant casually sent by the other party was at the Creation Realm Peak.

To be able to command an expert of this level, what kind of terrifying existence must their true self be?

He had not only tested the authenticity of his master just now but also attempted to extract the other party's soul across boundaries.

This was seeking his own death.

"Senior, please calm your anger." Xiao Wuji lowered his head.

His forehead pressed against the cold, piercing ice surface.

"This Junior was anxious to save his master and offended Senior's divine might. I am willing to accept punishment."

He completely gave up resistance.

In front of a Creation Realm Peak expert, the cultivation of a Half-step Creation Realm meant nothing.

Gu Sheng leaned back in the grand master's chair, watching Xiao Wuji kneeling and begging for mercy on the screen.

"Punishment?" Gu Sheng sneered softly.

"According to the rules of your Xuanming Hall, what is the penalty for committing an offense against a superior?"

Underground plaza.

Luo Qingxue turned around to face the direction of the Void Realm channel.

The bloodstains on her white dress had dried, turning dark red.

She crossed her hands in front of her and bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for the grace of re-creation."

Luo Qingxue's voice was steady.

"These two subordinates of mine acted recklessly and offended Your Excellency."

"Qingxue is willing to bear the responsibility alone."

Gu Sheng watched the stunningly beautiful figure on the screen.

The character he had spent hundreds of thousands of destiny points to raise was now returned to its original owner.

"My heart aches."

"Bear it?" Gu Sheng's finger drew a circle on the table.

Xuan Kong, in mid-air, received the order and swung his hand down rapidly.

A grey-white stream of Qi transformed into a sharp sword, heading straight for Xiao Wuji's glabella.

The grey-white stream of Qi tore through the air, emitting a piercing screech.

Xiao Wuji knelt on the ground, not evading.

This power locked down all the spatial nodes around him.

Luo Qingxue took half a step forward.

Her dried Meridians simply couldn't mobilize any spiritual power.

She could only rely on the instinct of her Physical Body to block in front of Xiao Wuji.

The stream of Qi stopped abruptly at a distance of half an inch from Luo Qingxue's glabella.

The wild wind blew her long hair.

"My master has ordered to spare your dog life," Xuan Kong said.

The grey-white stream of Qi collapsed, turning into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipating in the air.

Xiao Wuji raised his head, gasping for breath.

At that moment just now, he had truly felt the arrival of death.

"Thank you, Senior, for the grace of not killing me," Xiao Wuji kowtowed again.

Eastern Wasteland, the hall.

Gu Sheng watched the light screen, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Your life is on the tab for now," Gu Sheng's voice echoed in the underground plaza again.

"As for you..."

Gu Sheng paused for a moment.

Luo Qingxue stood in place, waiting for what would follow.

"I return the shell to you. But the favors you owe me, the resources you owe me, someone must repay them."

"Don't you agree?"