Chapter 305: Exile Gu Yuan?

The atmosphere of the Starry Sky Battlefield became extremely absurd.

A True Immortal Old Ancestor who had ruled a planet for three thousand years, and a Young Master of the Tenth Realm from the Primeval Immortal Realm—yet now the focus fell entirely on a rebellious brat born in the slums, who had grown strong by sucking blood.

Aqi gripped the black dagger.

He stared fixedly at Gu Yuan, his spine, originally hunched from fear, now straight as a rod, as if standing on a high point, able to judge anyone.

"Convenient? Of course it's convenient."

Aqi's voice was hoarse, filled with a madness that felt like tearing his own skin apart,

"You gave me this knife—don't you just want me to bite people like a stray dog, to test the limits of this world for you?"

Gu Yuan listened quietly, even nodding cooperatively to signal him to continue.

This attitude, in Aqi's eyes, was undoubtedly the utmost contempt.

"Stop putting on a show of pity for heaven and sorrow for humanity here!"

Aqi waved the dagger, the blade slicing through the vacuum, leaving black fissures,

"You think I don't know? You're not some benevolent immortal at all! You're just a bodiless wandering ghost, having reshaped this body by borrowing my heavenly fortune!"

The more Aqi spoke, the smoother it became; the twisted logic imparted by the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor had become his sole faith to sustain his rebellion.

"You scattered your techniques to the city's worthless scum, yet you insisted on capping my realm at the Fourth Level. Why? Because you're afraid! You're afraid that I, the true Heaven's Mandate Child, will grow and seize all you've stolen!"

Aqi's eyes bloodshot, he pointed at Gu Yuan's nose and roared, "What you owe me, I'll take back today!"

After that bizarre outburst of logic, Gu Yuan nearly laughed out loud.

He had witnessed countless scenes where interests turned allies into enemies, but someone like Aqi—who could twist others' gifts into righteous proof of his own oppression, even completing a logical loop in his mind—was truly rare.

"Not bad, the story's wrapped up neatly."

Gu Yuan clapped and chuckled lightly, his expression flat: "To speak of ingratitude so refreshingly unconventional, you do have talent. But haven't you forgotten that the space‑cutting knife in your hand is also mine?"

Aqi choked for a moment, but was soon interrupted by the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor's urging.

"Don't waste words with him—he's buying time!" the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor said, his hands maintaining a complex seal, veins bulging on his forehead,

"Child, do you see that invisible thread linking you two? It's the karmic chain by which he siphons your fortune! Cut it with your knife! Once the karma is severed, the world's will of this realm will utterly annihilate him!"

The Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor spoke extremely fast, feeling Gu Yuan's suppressive power reviving; if they delayed further, even the chance to banish him might be lost.

Upon hearing that, Aqi immediately closed his eyes, pouring all his Eleventh‑Realm mana into his eyes.

With the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor's secret art bolstering him, he finally saw it.

In the void's dimension, a thread faintly glowing red, one end tied to his brow, the other sinking into Gu Yuan's body.

This is the anchor point.

This is the foundation that lets that white‑clothed person wield power in this realm!

"Give my stuff back!"

Aqi let out a beast‑like roar, gripping the black dagger with both hands, pouring all his blood‑colored true essence into a fierce slash at the red karma line.

The dagger, a divine weapon mixed with immortal‑gold scraps, in the law‑deficient Heavenly Pivot Source Realm, possessed the sharpness to sever any concept.

"Clang—"

A string‑break sound inaudible to ordinary people echoed through the starry sky.

The red karma line snapped in response.

At the instant the karma broke, the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor cried out in ecstasy.

He unhesitatingly burned his remaining thirty percent of lifespan, pushing the Star River Great Array's repulsion mechanism to the limit.

"Heaven's Dao is clear, heretics must die! Old man, get out of this realm!"

With the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor's roar, the slumbering, twisted world will of the Heavenly Pivot Source Realm seemed to have its reverse scale touched.

The space of the entire asteroid belt violently trembled; the void behind Gu Yuan tore like a rag, and a hundred‑zhang‑wide, bottomless void vortex sprang into existence.

The vortex emitted terrifying spatial turbulence and repulsion— the grand world's strangling of stowaways.

The wind howled, tugging at Gu Yuan's robes.

Watching this, Aqi's face broke into a frenzied smile of vengeance fulfilled.

He thought he had won, that he had finally shaken off that looming shadow, and was about to usher in the glory of the Heaven's Mandate Child.

Yet when he looked at Gu Yuan, he saw no trace of fear or panic, not even a hint of resistance.

Gu Yuan simply stood calmly at the edge of the void vortex, allowing the spatial pull strong enough to rend a True Immortal to act upon him.

"The act was well performed."

Gu Yuan turned his head, his gaze sweeping past Aqi to land on the Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor.

"Your flawed displacement technique works decently for spatial banishment, but since you dared to open the gate, I'll take the spatial core of this method as my own."

The Heavenly Origin Old Ancestor's smile froze on his face.

He suddenly realized the opponent had never stopped Aqi from severing the karma, even actively cooperating by walking to the vortex's edge.

He wasn't being banished—he was using this repulsion channel to fully comprehend the entire great array!

"As for you, Aqi."

Gu Yuan's body was already half‑submerged in the void vortex; he gave one last glance to the dagger‑clutching, panting youth, his tone light as if bidding farewell,

"Study well under your Immortal Venerable. I hope you're still alive when I return."

When the words fell, Gu Yuan offered no resistance, letting the immense repulsion force fully merge him into the void vortex.

The vortex rapidly shrank, finally becoming a black dot that vanished into the vast starry sky.

The asteroid belt returned to dead silence.

Aqi collapsed weakly onto a meteorite, gasping heavily.

He stared at the empty starry sky, and a sudden, inexplicable emptiness welled up in his heart.

Did that white‑clothed person weighing on his head really leave? Just like that?

"Immortal Sovereign, he… is he dead?" A Qi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked uncertainly.

Heaven Source Patriarch did not answer immediately.

He, his withered flesh body, depleted of lifespan essence, teetered on collapse, yet those murky eyes flickered with an extremely complex light.

He won.

He successfully drove that unfathomable outsider out of the Heaven Pivot Source Realm.

Although he knew such expulsion could not last long.

The opponent, once able to enter the first time, can enter a second time!

But as long as before the opponent returns…

let oneself break through to that realm!

That supreme realm, recorded only in legendary secret formulas!

Then he will be invincible!

True Immortals, Saints… Heaven Source Patriarch can cut them all with a single sword!

That is a realm beyond True Immortal…

The secret formula records… its name is…

Immortal King!

"He was exiled by the World Will to the Void Abyss, where spatial turbulence rages, making a return impossible in the short term."

Heaven Source Patriarch took a calming pill for himself.

"This matter is settled, A Qi, you did well. Now, it is time to claim the inheritance left by those three fools."

The Patriarch's divine thought swept over the wreckage left by Jin Gang, Xing Hui, and Gui Xu.

Although the true spirits were drawn away by Gu Yuan, their energy permissions linked to the Great Array of the Star River remained.

As long as he devours these three permissions, Heaven Source Patriarch can become the sole, absolute ruler of this world.

Hearing this, A Qi's greed flared again in his eyes.

He stood up and slipped the jet‑black dagger back into his sleeve.

"Immortal Sovereign, rest assured, in this Heaven Pivot Source Realm, from now on, only your voice will be heard."

A Qi bowed his head, his demeanor respectful.

But in the shadows unseen by the Patriarch, A Qi's fingers gently caressed the dagger's hilt.

In his mind, he plotted how to extract the last ounce of value from this frail Patriarch.