Chapter 239: with translation of chapter title

Accompanying the Shadow Guard captain's heart-rending, near-mad roar, the four surviving Shadow Guards, like mad dogs stripped of their last shred of reason, had only the red light of destruction in their eyes.

"Kill!"

They abandoned all defense, abandoned all tactics, and poured their last essence, spirit, and energy, together with their fear and hatred of this strange space, into the Concept Magic Artifact in their hands.

No longer a probe, no longer a disturbance.

This is a mortal strike, sacrificing one's own Dao foundation!

A rust-covered iron nail now exudes the aura of Termination, as if seeking to pin Wang Zhize's existence to the past, reducing him to a mere historical term.

A withered yellow leaf drifts, exuding the rhythm of Withering; wherever it passes, even space itself seems to lose vitality, turning bleak and lifeless.

On the cracked tortoise shell, ancient patterns light up, weaving the law of Isolation, seeking to sever Wang Zhize from the grand formation he controls, reducing him back to that frail Foundation Establishment youth.

Moreover, a desiccated finger bone points at Wang Zhize, making no sound, yet everyone present feels a sense of oblivion rising from deep within the soul, as if the entire world will forget Wang Zhize's existence in the next second.

Four intangible yet lethally potent attacks, coming from the four directions, have sealed off all of Wang Zhize's retreat.

In the distance, Li Hu's scalp explodes; he doesn't understand what that is, but he can feel it is something more terrifying than death. He opens his mouth, yet cannot utter a word, his throat feeling as if gripped by an invisible hand.

"Brother!" Wang Zhitao's eyes nearly burst as he struggles to rush forward, but the formation's power pins him in place.

At the formation's center, Wang Zhize's face is as white as paper, his body trembling violently; evidently, simultaneously bearing four concept-level seals has exceeded his current limits.

Yet he does not close his eyes to await death.

At this critical moment.

"Roar——!!!!"

A roar beyond words erupts from the opposite end of the battlefield!

That is not sound; it is a pure, unreasonable torrent of will brimming with primal protective instinct!

The giant beast Wang Shan moved.

His mountain-like massive body made no running or pouncing motion; he simply… vanished from the spot.

The next instant, he appeared out of thin air before Wang Zhize.

Not fast—there was no process.

As if distance in this space meant nothing to him; as if wherever his will reached, his body followed.

He forged his colossal body, large enough to shield everything, into an impregnable wall—a wall of flesh and blood.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Four strange thuds rang out almost simultaneously.

Those four concept attacks, capable of eradicating a Golden Core cultivator at the root, encountered no resistance at the level of law and shot straight into Wang Shan's body without hindrance.

No explosion, no flesh and blood flying.

A strange scene occurred.

On Wang Shan's chest, as hard as obsidian, four huge voids appeared out of thin air—not pierced wounds, but… erased.

At the edge of one void, flesh, bone, meridians—everything—shows a strange discontinuity, as if the parts that were once connected had been completely rubbed out by an invisible eraser from this world.

In another void, there is dead-gray stillness; all signs of life instantly wither, turning into lifeless dust.

Worse still, the part struck by Termination and Oblivion sees its flesh turning transparent and void at a visible speed, as if being rapidly forgotten by the world itself.

"Grandfather!" Wang Zhitao lets out a despairing wail.

On the faces of the four Shadow Guards, a hint of feral joy finally appears.

Done!

Even if this monster is stronger, it is still flesh and blood; as long as we hit it…

However, their smiles instantly froze on their faces.

"Roar……ugh……"

Wang Shan lets out a low, groan as if bearing immense pain.

Those four lethal concept voids not only fail to fell him, but instead act like four black holes, frenziedly collapsing and twisting inward!

Where the erased part should be, the fissure oozes not blood but a deeper, more chaotic darkness; that darkness writhes and tangles, ultimately condensing into black crystals tougher than before, their surfaces bristling with feral spikes, forcibly filling the wound!

Amid the withered dead-gray, jet-black gold bone spurs burst forth, wielding an overpowering force of rebirth that utterly crushes the aura of death!

As for the area turning insubstantial, Wang Shan merely thrusts his intact giant claw into his wound, emitting a grating, teeth-gritting scrape; he seems to be forcibly anchoring his existence, using savage pain to counter the law of oblivion.

When he withdraws the claw, that region has stabilized, bearing a feral scar yet also exuding a more violent, inscrutable aura.

He stubbornly, with his own body, digested those four lethal concept attacks!

"No……impossible……" a Shadow Guard mutters, his voice full of the bewilderment after his faith collapses: "Concept……how could it possibly be 'eaten'?"

"He isn't digesting……" the Shadow Guard captain stares fixedly at the monster, whose wound sprouts strange crystals and whose aura does not wane but rises, his voice dry as two sandpapers rubbing: "He……he is becoming 'concept' itself! A kind……of living 'error' we cannot comprehend!"

The giant beast Wang Shan slowly turns his head; his eyes, devoid of any human emotion, coldly sweep over the four Shadow Guards standing like wooden chickens.

He neither roars again nor launches an immediate attack.

He simply stands there silently, like an uncrossable black mountain, proclaiming with his presence a simple fact.

You want to move my grandson?

First step over my corpse.

No, or perhaps… even if I become a corpse, you still won't get past.

In the distance, Li Hu rubs his eyes hard, then pinches his thigh hard.

"Fuck……" he can't hold back any longer, blurting out a swear at Zhang Mei beside him, his voice changing tone: "That old guy……is he taking that 'concept' as a supplement and eating it? Or damn……did he undergo a second growth spurt?!"