Chapter 215: Leave Him a Breath

It's you.

The Faceless Immortal King's voice was squeezed from between his teeth, full of resentment and wariness.

How sturdy the Boundary Wall of the Myriad Medicine Divine Garden is! It is an Immortal King–level defense painstakingly built by the Myriad Medicine Divine Lord with half a lifetime's blood and sweat.

The four of them, working together, only managed to tear open a gap by exploiting the moment the internal formation collapsed.

Even if the person opposite is a Jue Dian Immortal King, it is absolutely impossible for him to break through so easily.

"The walls of this world cannot be easily ignored even by a Colossus Immortal King—how could you stroll across the boundary as if taking a leisurely walk?"

The Faceless Immortal King shouted angrily, his sound waves making the jade pillars of the Boundary Heart Divine Palace hum.

A wildly absurd thought flashed through his mind, and he blurted out:

"Could it be… you are the reincarnation of the Myriad Medicine Divine Lord's true spirit?"

"Aside from this world's former master, who could disregard these layers of seals and open a transmission gate right under the nose of the Boundary Heart Divine Palace?"

That's why he would appear in the Burial Emperor Star Region to block my actions!

Yes.

That must be it!

Gu Cangsheng heard this without even lifting his eyelids.

"Yuan'er, this faceless thing's brain isn't working well—what is the Myriad Medicine Divine Lord, that he deserves to have me reincarnate?"

Gu Yuan replied leisurely: "A frog in a well, gazing at the sky from the bottom of the well."

Just as grandfather and grandson were chatting, the Twilight Immortal King's true form had completely squeezed into the hundred‑mile‑wide rift in the Heavenly Dome above.

He wore the Setting Sun Battle Armor, and the Apocalyptic Fire burned half the sky crimson.

He held a long sword burning with a decaying aura, looked down upon the world below, and acted as if he were supreme.

"Faceless, what are you shouting about? A mere native isn't worth all this fuss."

The Twilight Immortal King's true form descended, his confidence overflowing.

He had not taken part in the battle in the Burial Emperor Star Region and knew nothing of Gu Cangsheng's background.

In his view, the opponent might have a bit of strength.

But even if he is an Immortal King,

he is certainly no match for me.

The Twilight Immortal King pointed his sword at Gu Zhan, his tone icy: "Hand over the Boundary Heart, and I will grant you a swift death. Otherwise, I will refine this world and you ants alike into calamitous ash."

As soon as those words landed, the two other Immortal King auras preparing to descend in the rift came to an abrupt halt.

The Heaven‑Supporting Immortal King and the Thousand‑Mouth Immortal King had also never seen Gu Cangsheng.

But their movements were slower than the Twilight Immortal King's, and most importantly, they did not know Gu Cangsheng, nor did they know the Faceless Immortal King.

Upon seeing that old man with his divine sense, this fellow even halted the descent of his true form—clearly he knew something.

This guy is definitely not a pushover!

"Jue Dian."

Watching the actions of his two fellow Immortal Kings,

the Faceless Immortal King merely uttered those two words indifferently.

The next breath.

No idle talk, no camaraderie among peers.

The Heaven‑Supporting Immortal King's massive hands suddenly jerked back, shattering the passage he had built in the outer void.

The Thousand‑Mouth Immortal King went further: a thousand mouths simultaneously bit through the karmic ties binding him to this world, his huge body shrinking like a deflated balloon and shooting back into the endless void.

He fled.

They all fled.

Just a moment ago, four Immortal Kings who could overwhelm the world stood there; in the blink of an eye, only two remained.

Now even the Twilight Immortal King felt something was off.

He held his sword, maintaining a domineering gaze over all, while a cool breeze blew over his handsome yet lifeless face.

He turned his head, looked at the spatial rift already mostly healed, then at the empty surroundings, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"Where are the people?" the Twilight Immortal King stared, dumbfounded.

Gu Zhan coughed up a mouthful of bloody stone fragments, pushed himself up from the ground with his broken axe, and grinned at the Twilight Immortal King hovering in midair:

"You bastard, your allies have abandoned you. I just said I have backing—you just wouldn't believe me."

Gu Cangsheng stepped forward.

Just this step.

The dark‑gold ground showed no damage, yet the entire Myriad Medicine Great World's heavenly and earthly veins were forcibly rerouted by this single step.

The spiritual energy that had been suppressed by the Twilight Immortal King, as if finding its master, surged wildly toward Gu Cangsheng.

Gray‑purple chaotic qi seeped from the old farmer's frail body, turning into fang‑bared, claw‑waving chains that sealed off a space of ten thousand li around the Twilight Immortal King.

"Since you've come, why rush to leave?"

Gu Cangsheng raised his head: "I had already calculated it while eating melon seeds earlier—today is an auspicious day for killing, not for traveling. I'll take your head."

The Twilight Immortal King finally reacted.

This old man has such confidence.

He must be an Immortal King.

But…

"Arrogant!" the Twilight Immortal King snarled, laughing in fury.

He is, after all, a proper Immortal King; even if he faces a Jue Dian and can't beat him, surely he can still run away?

The Setting Sun Battle Armor burst with blinding light; the Doomsday Fire turned into a falling black sun, smashing straight into Gu Cangsheng's head.

Within that black sun lay the decaying law of a shattered universe—touch it and you die, contact it and you perish.

Gu Cangsheng didn't even lift a hand.

He simply took a deep breath, his chest swelling, then blew hard at that black sun.

Whoosh—

A stream of pure flesh-and-blood qi, mixed with chaotic origin, turned into a gray‑purple storm.

After the storm passed, that black sun capable of easily annihilating a True Immortal was like a candle in the wind—no spark flew out, it went out directly.

The Twilight Immortal King's Dao foundation shuddered violently, and a mouthful of Immortal King origin blood spurted out.

His pride, the Doomsday Grand Dao, was as fragile as a joke before the opponent's unreasonable primal force.

"Impossible! What kind of method are you cultivating?!"

The Twilight Immortal King roared fiercely, gripping his sword with both hands, unleashing all his internal law power in a desperate attempt to cleave the Chaos Chains and escape.

Gu Yuan stood behind, watching the Twilight Immortal King's struggling release of that corrupt, decaying, world‑ending special law, his brow rising.

He knew that aura all too well.

Back when he vacationed in the Twilight Divine Realm, the guy called the Black‑robed Envoy used exactly this sort of technique.

That vicious method of treating the whole world as fodder, draining origin to create wasteland, is utterly the same.

"Grandfather, don't just beat him to death."

Gu Yuan set down his teacup; his voice was low, yet it carried clearly into everyone's ears,

"Leave him a breath—this brat is the culprit who turned the Twilight Divine Realm into that ghastly state."