190: Chapter 190 One kick breaks the formation, and you call this thing a celestial being?

One hour later. Outside the mine, three figures arrived unhurriedly together. Leading them was none other than Lin Feng. He was still dressed in white, pristine and spotless, his expression as leisurely as if he were out for a spring outing. Half a step behind him followed Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan.

The two Old Ancestors wore quite fascinating expressions at this moment—a mix of nervousness, anticipation, and a trace of excitement at watching a good show. Looking at the seemingly calm mine from afar, they could already feel the terrifying aura hidden within, one sufficient to make even a Golden Immortal change their expression.

"My Lord, it seems Zhao Wujiang has already set the trap." Li Daoxuan lowered his voice, his tone tinged with gravity. "The Devilish Qi here is restrained, yet the Evil Qi soars to the heavens. The grade of the Formation is extremely high; I fear... it has already reached the level of a Golden Immortal."

Wang Teng chimed in as well, "Indeed, My Lord. We can sense that an extremely terrifying will has already descended upon this place. Nine times out of ten, it is a Golden Immortal expert from the Heavenly Demon Sect! This place is perilous; given your noble status, My Lord, you must not risk danger lightly!"

The two sang in harmony, appearing on the surface to be worried for their master and loyal to the core. In reality, they were calculating their own little schemes. They wanted to see how this unfathomable "Inspector" would deal with a killing Formation of Golden Immortal rank.

Would he choose to avoid the sharp edge and call for reinforcements? Or would he rely on some powerful Magic Treasure to forcefully break the situation? Either way, it would allow them to get a better look at Lin Feng's hidden cards.

However, Lin Feng's reaction once again exceeded their expectations. He merely raised his eyes, glanced casually at the mine, and then... curled his lips. "Just this?"

That tone was full of undisguised disdain. It was like a billionaire looking at the only two copper coins in a beggar's bowl. Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan were directly choked up. Just this? Big Brother, this is a Golden Immortal killing trap! It is a terrifying existence capable of making the entire White Jade Immortal State tremble! Isn't your tone a bit too dismissive?

Deep within the mine, hidden at the core of the Formation, Demon Lord Xuetu also sensed Lin Feng's arrival through the Formation. When he heard Lin Feng's airy "Just this," a trace of anger couldn't help but appear on his skull-like face. Arrogant! Ignorant! A mere junior at the Early Stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm dares to show such contempt for the net of heaven and earth that I have laid out? It seems he has been blinded by his invincibility in the Lower Realm and has no idea what the words 'Golden Immortal' represent! Fine, I will let you pay the price for your ignorance in despair and regret!

Demon Lord Xuetu was ready. As soon as Lin Feng stepped into the range of the Formation, he would immediately activate the great Formation to let the other party taste what it meant to be in a Nine Nether Purgatory, a living Hell!

However, the next second, Wang Teng, Li Daoxuan, and Demon Lord Xuetu inside the Formation all witnessed a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives, one that even overturned their tens of thousands of years of cultivation cognition. They saw Lin Feng not bothering to look for any Formation core, nor did he bring out any Magic Treasure. He didn't even make any unnecessary movements. He simply stepped forward, quite plainly. Then, he lifted his right foot.

"What is he doing?" A giant question mark popped up in Wang Teng's mind. "Could it be... he wants to break the Formation with brute force?" Li Daoxuan's voice was distorted. What a joke! This is a Golden Immortal rank great Formation; its core energy is connected to the earth's veins for hundreds of miles, endlessly flowing. Unless you can sink this entire land with one blow, it is impossible to shake it with brute force!

"Stupid!" Demon Lord Xuetu sneered in his heart. Use brute force? Naive! Even if you used all the strength you were born with, you wouldn't be able to... His thoughts stopped there. Because Lin Feng's foot had landed.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no gorgeous, dazzling light effects. There was only a sound, muffled to the extreme, as if coming from the Nine Nether Underworld—a "Thump." This kick looked like it landed lightly on the ground. But the moment it fell, the space under Lin Feng's foot showed a visible ripple, like water waves.

Immediately following that, the land for a hundred miles around suddenly sank! It wasn't a vibration, it wasn't a crack; it was... as if a piece of tofu had been pressed down hard by an invisible giant hand!

Rumble! The next moment, the earth shook and the mountains swayed! Countless bottomless, huge rifts spread wildly in all directions, centered on where Lin Feng had landed! The entire abandoned mine, along with the earth's veins beneath it, was as if smashed to pieces from its very Foundation by an invisible giant hammer! The earth was wailing! The space was twisting!

That [Nine Nether Demon Sealing Formation], which had just been filled with towering Devilish Qi and was overbearing, could not last even a second after losing the support of the earth's vein energy. The blood-colored canopy, like a punctured balloon, let out a sorrowful cry of unwillingness and instantly disintegrated and dissipated! The sky full of Devilish Qi was evaporated completely by a more domineering, more unreasonable power!

For a moment, the wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the ghostly wailing ceased abruptly. Between heaven and earth, there was dead silence. Only Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan, two Old Ancestors who had lived for tens of thousands of years, remained, mouths agape, eyes wide, standing there like two fools. Their minds were blank. Their worldview had been trampled into pieces by that single kick.

After a long time, Wang Teng finally turned his head with difficulty, looking at Li Daoxuan. "Old... Old Li... do... do you call this thing a Heavenly Immortal?"

Silence. Deathly silence. Wang Teng's trembling question, coming from the depths of his Soul, echoed in the empty mountains and fields, appearing exceptionally abrupt. Li Daoxuan did not answer, because he had completely lost the ability to speak. He just stared blankly at the apocalyptic scene before him. That [Nine Nether Demon Sealing Formation], which had gathered the painstaking efforts of the Zhao Family for thousands of years, sacrificed billions of living Souls, and was personally guarded by a Golden Immortal expert, was just... gone? Gone, trampled away with a single kick?

What kind of absurd, 'absurdity opening the door for absurdity,' peak-absurdity operation is this?! What happened to the promised battle of wits and courage? What happened to finding the Formation core and destroying it? You are simply not playing by the rules! This isn't breaking the Formation; this is flipping the table! You collapsed the table, the chairs, and the whole house with one kick!

Just as the two were doubting their lives, a series of "pfft, pfft, pfft" sounds came from deep within the mine. That was... the backlash of the Formation! Zhao Wujiang, who was presiding over the great Formation, and his three hundred elite Zhao Family members, had their Divine Souls connected to the Formation. The moment the Formation was brutally destroyed, they couldn't react in time.

An incomparably violent force followed that mysterious connection and flooded back. They didn't even have time to let out a scream before they all exploded into clusters of brilliant blood mist, their Divine Souls destroyed, without even a chance for Reincarnation. Zhao Wujiang, the Old Ancestor of one of the three great families of Baiyu City, an ambitious True Immortal at the Perfection stage who thought he had calculated everything. Until he died, he probably couldn't understand why the stage he had painstakingly prepared was dismantled, along with himself, before the opening ceremony was even finished.

"Boom!" A loud noise came from the depths of the collapsed mine. A battered and exhausted blood-colored figure, like a kite with a broken string, flew backward out of the sky full of dust and smoke, drawing an unwilling arc in mid-air, and slammed heavily onto the ground a hundred meters away. It was none other than Demon Lord Xuetu!