Chapter 252

The Martial Venerable was the first to recognize it.

In his turbid eyes, true solemnity appeared for the first time.

His body turned into Chaos!

He fused his flesh with the Chaos origin completely, abandoned all external law support, and met battle with the purest Chaos body.

The ultimate of the Chaos Dao!

This is something only a primordial Immortal King can do, according to legend.

It requires not only extremely high comprehension of the Chaos Dao!

More importantly, there are side effects!

After turning into Chaos, the user's Dao Fruit will be continuously eroded by Chaos.

In ten breaths, the Dao Fruit is eroded by one breath.

The longer the time, the thinner the Dao Fruit.

Once the Dao Fruit thins to the limit, it will shatter.

If it shatters, the Immortal King is gone.

This is betting one's own cultivation.

"Old madman," the Thunder Emperor cursed.

Gu Cangsheng ignored him.

The Chaos Old Man raised his right hand.

It was not fast.

It can even be said to be very slow—slow enough that the four Immortal Kings could clearly see the trajectory of each of his fingers.

But no one moved.

Because during his raising hand, the four Immortal Kings jointly sensed something!

That clump of gray-purple turbid space within three feet of him is devouring all surrounding laws.

Thunder law, wind law, Martial Path law, and even the law of space's existence.

Upon approaching that three-foot range, all were silently sucked into that gray-purple clump, disappearing completely.

Law Black Hole.

Thus, the Immortal Kings' strongest means are thus restricted.

And Gu Cangsheng…… is not restricted!

"Drag!"

The Thunder Emperor's divine sense almost roared out.

He saw through Gu Cangsheng's intention, and also saw through the only way of survival.

Turning the body into Chaos is indeed unstoppable, but cannot last long.

When the Dao Fruit is burned to exhaustion, that is the time this old farmer runs out of oil and the lamp dries.

What they need to do is not to clash head-on with its sharpness, but to maneuver, to consume, to use time to grind to death this self-immolating tiger!

The Thunder Emperor retreated violently, the thunder pool with a crack hanging above his head, the myriad thunder dragons no longer violent collisions.

But instead transformed into a vast thunder net covering the sky and earth, remotely shrouding Gu Cangsheng.

The Wind Empress spread wind blades all around, not to kill, but to trap!

The Martial Venerable is the most direct.

His blood-soaked bare feet stomped heavily in the void, his qi and blood and Martial Path law condensed into one, forming a golden dharma figure that stands heaven and earth.

The dharma figure has three heads and six arms, each arm holding a different punching posture, drawn but not released, remotely locking onto Gu Cangsheng.

This is the Martial Path's 'momentum', using momentum to suppress the opponent; at the instant the opponent reveals a flaw, the six arms strike together, which is the absolute kill of 'Stone Breaks Heaven, Startles'.

Li Hentian's sword did not move.

He merely stood at the farthest point, that profound-as-an-abyss, vast-as-the-sea Sword Intent, yet like an invisible net, sealed off all of Gu Cangsheng's possible breakout routes.

Four Immortal Kings, three supreme peaks, one sword king restored to seventy-eight percent of peak strength, at this moment displayed the battle wisdom they honed over a million years of roaming the Immortal Realm.

They set up a heavenly net and earthly trap, a situation that only encircles without attacking, only drains without killing.

Gu Cangsheng at the center of the situation, yet seemed not to see this formation that would make any Immortal King despair.

His wrinkled old face even bore a hint of leisure.

"Just this?"

The old man mumbled indistinctly, then immediately took a step.

His whole person turned into a gray-purple stream of light, actively colliding with the nearest Thunder Emperor.

The speed was too fast. It surpassed the definition of space, directly completing displacement at the causal level.

The Thunder Emperor didn't even have time to unleash the thunder pool; Gu Cangsheng's withered fist already struck his protective thunder.

Crack.

The Thunder Emperor's chest law armor dented, a mouthful of Immortal King's blood flashing with purple electric arcs spurted out.

He used this recoil power to frantically retreat, not even taking a second move.

At the same time, the Wind Empress's wind-binding technique from the flank wrapped around Gu Cangsheng's ankle, the Martial Venerable's long-range fist force struck his back, and Li Hentian's invisible Sword Intent pierced straight at his brow.

Gu Cangsheng turned around, the Chaos Domain swallowed all these attacks, but the Thunder Emperor seized the chance to escape the attack range.

This is the tactic of the four kings' encircling hunt.

When the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy stations, I harass.

Never confront head-on its sharpness; only use endless laws to restrain, forcing Gu Cangsheng to continuously consume his Dao Fruit to maintain the state.

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Zhongzhou's ancient altar.

The hum of the Great Array had already merged into a sheet of high‑pitched sharp sound.

Dozens of deep‑blue light bands were stretched to the limit, and the pulling force was gradually extracting the origins of the twenty‑eight major prefectures, together with those of the surrounding major prefectures, from the soil of Sanqian Zhou.

Gu Yuan stood at the top of the altar, looking up at the battle beyond the Heavenly Dome.

Each collision made the world origin of Sanqian Zhou tremble.

Especially just now, a sword intent condensed to the extreme, across the endless void, made him feel a pang of palpitation.

Li Hentian made his move.

Grandfather was taking on four opponents alone.

He could clearly sense that, although his grandfather's gray‑purple chaotic aura was peerlessly strong, the pulse of the Dao fruit at its core was growing ever weaker.

Time is the Gu Family's greatest enemy.

"Uncle Xuan Ce." Gu Yuan did not turn back.

Gu Xuan Ce lay on the Star Plate, his hands covered in blood, without lifting his head: "Just a little more! Just the final slight adjustment! Forcing the array to activate will tear apart the edge prefectures!"

Gu Yuan's motion of tapping the wooden armrest stalled.

He stared at the firmament, his gaze sweeping over those few lofty phantoms, and killing intent boiled in his meridians like a pot of water.

We cannot let grandfather continue to drain himself like this.

"Two ke..."

Gu Yuan muttered to himself.

We cannot wait two ke.

He needed to break the situation.

We need to drag those four high‑and‑mighty hunters down from the heavens by force.