Chapter 367: Waste Has No Value

Tap.

Tap.

A series of extremely crisp footsteps, as if treading on everyone's souls, echoed from the depths of the pitch‑black fissure.

A pallid hand, devoid of any hint of blood, reached out from the fissure and lightly pressed the void.

Immediately after.

The void, like a torn rag, was casually pulled apart to both sides by that palm.

A tall man clad in a loose black robe, his face completely shrouded in a layer of gray‑black mist, slowly stepped out of the fissure.

The moment he appeared, all beings of the Great Yinyin Divine Court seemed to fall into a chaotic death!

Only the extremely dense Extinction Source power surrounding him writhed slowly like a living thing.

Immortal King!

And moreover, he is no ordinary Immortal King!

This aura's profundity, though not matching Gu Cangsheng's near‑giant Jue Dian Immortal King level, still unquestionably reaches a very high tier of the Immortal King realm!

The black‑robed man stood in the void, looking down from above at everything below.

His gaze swept over the old emperor writhing in pain on the ground, then over the terrified Crown Prince and Noble Consort.

Finally, it settled steadily on Gu Yuan.

Clap, clap, clap.

The black‑robed man gently raised his hands, and the crisp claps echoed through the dead silence, exuding a chilling elegance and composure.

"Brilliant, truly a splendid deduction."

The black‑robed man's voice was soft, yet seemed to resonate directly within Gu Yuan's sea of perception, bearing a lofty commendation: "I consider that my methods are unlikely to be uncovered, so you must have deduced them from the clues I left behind, right?"

"To see through the scheme I set in this lowly, primitive world that even true Immortals cannot birth, and even correctly name Zang Tian Ge..."

The black‑robed man tilted his head slightly, and within the concealing mist, two scarlet gazes seemed to pierce out, locking onto Gu Yuan.

"You, after all, are not of this world either."

Facing this Zang Tian Ge Immortal King radiating terrifying apocalyptic pressure, Gu Yuan showed not the slightest hint of fear.

He didn't even shift his posture, still lounging with his hands behind his back.

Gu Yuan did not answer his question directly.

Instead, he slightly lifted his chin, his gaze calmly fixed on the black‑robed man in mid‑air.

"You are the mastermind who, more than twenty years ago, infiltrated the harem, left that monster, and deliberately abandoned the fragment of the 'Dragon Qi Returning to Origin Manual'?"

Gu Yuan's tone remained calm, "You are the so‑called master behind Yin Zhen?"

Hearing the word "master," the Second Prince Yin Zhen, who had collapsed on the ground and been nearly reduced to a formless shape by the backlash, suddenly, like a flash of reflected light, jerked up his grotesque head sprouting tumors and tentacles.

When he saw the familiar yet terrifying black‑robed figure in the sky, the single blood‑veined eye that remained in his body instantly burst with an intensely fervent glimmer of hope!

"Master! Master, you have finally arrived!"

Yin Zhen dragged his shattered body, clawing the ground with the nauseating tentacles, like a stray dog, scrambling desperately toward the black‑robed man.

He crawled while emitting a mournful, venomous howl.

"Master, save me! Save your disciple! It is Gu Yuan! This beast ruined my grand plan!"

Yin Zhen's howl was filled with deep hatred toward Gu Yuan and an extreme yearning for survival.

He knew that, even though this master was his biological father, he was the one he ought to despise.

But faced with certain death, only by relying on the master, his father—this supreme being beyond the Dao and beyond saints—could he possibly survive!

Otherwise, the fate awaiting him would be an absolute dead end!

However.

Confronted with Yin Zhen's heart‑rending plea.

The black‑robed man merely lowered his head slowly, his gaze like maggots in a gutter, coldly glancing at Yin Zhen.

"I have spent over twenty years implanting a fragment of the precious Extinction Source's primordial essence into your body, and tossed the technique capable of devouring a realm's fortune to that foolish emperor, all to make you and your father destroy each other, allowing this world's fortune to fully mature amid extreme chaos and resentment."

The black‑robed man's voice was ice‑cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"But you? Not even able to claim the throne of a mere native dynasty, being toyed with at someone's fingertips, and you have ruined the primordial power I bestowed upon you, even devolving to this disgusting state where the power backlashes upon you."

The black‑robed man slowly raised his right hand.

"Waste has no value of existence."

"Master... no... father, don't..."

Yin Zhen seemed to realize something; the fervor in his eyes instantly gave way to boundless terror.

He frantically shook his head, trying to retreat.

But it was already too late.

The black‑robed man didn't even glance at him again, simply pressing down casually.

Pfft!

It was like crushing an insignificant, stinking bug.

Yin Zhen didn't even have time to utter a final wail; his grotesque body, his tainted soul, and even the blue stone slabs within a ten‑zhang radius around him were completely erased in that instant!

No blood, no corpse.

Only a faint gray‑black wisp rose from where Yin Zhen vanished, which the black‑robed man drew back into his palm.

The once haughty Second Prince of the Great Yinyin Divine Court met his end like a joke, dying in the hands of his master, his father, leaving not a single trace.

The Crown Prince and Noble Consort, watching this scene, had completely lost the ability to think; their minds were blank, and they could only sit on the ground like two clay statues, even breathing cautiously.

The old emperor, whose body was tightly bound by gray‑black tentacles in mid‑air, saw Yin Zhen's fate—and more precisely, witnessed the opponent's strike.

He didn't even have time to react.

I only know... that it absolutely surpasses my own power!

At this moment, he finally understood that what he had provoked was a group of cold-hearted, merciless monsters who regarded all living beings as ants.

The black-robed man withdrew his hand, as if he had merely done something insignificant.

He redirected his gaze toward Gu Yuan.

This time, on his face shrouded in mist, there appeared a hint of extremely serious scrutiny.

"You're very calm."

The black-robed man spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of interest.

"Facing my descent, facing my casual slaughter of the beings of this world, your heartbeat didn't even quicken the slightest bit; your aura is obscure, profound, and even carries a flavor of ancient origin that I cannot see through."

The black-robed man suddenly took a step forward.

"What interests me even more is……"

From his scarlet eyes, two piercing divine lights suddenly burst forth, as if they wanted to see through Gu Yuan's soul completely.

"I have seen an extremely thick karma line on your body."

"And at the other end of this karma line is connected an existence that is extremely arrogant, domineering, and even makes my heart palpitate a little."