Chapter 373: with translation of chapter title

The void coordinates where the Great Yin Divine Dynasty originally resided have now become a chaotic wreckage of law.

The Myriad Medicines Godking gasped heavily, his chest heaving violently.

His fleshly body, forcibly stitched together from the remnants of Twilight and Initiation, was oozing a pungent mix of dark gold and ashen black corrupted blood.

The protective elixir flame flickered, barely a thin layer clinging to his flesh.

The surrounding starfield was completely sealed.

In the four directions—east, south, west, north—four towering dharma manifestations that reached heaven and penetrated earth suppressed the universe.

Directly ahead, the Youquan Immortal King stepped on gray-black mist, looking down from above, his eyes blatant with greed.

To the left, an ordinary Immortal King covered in grim white bone spurs wielded a soul-summoning banner, sealing the gate of life.

To the right, another Immortal King with a withered face and blood-soaked robes scattered a heavenly net of blood, cutting off all retreat.

Above the Myriad Medicines Godking, the Initiation Immortal King's half-step titan aura, reforged with dark-gold true blood, was condensing into a tangible gravity field that made the Godking's spine crack under the strain.

Around the perimeter, eight true immortals formed the Eight Wastes Deadly Killing Formation; as its lines flowed, they carved this void into countless independent prisons.

A heavenly net and earthly trap—there is no escape even with wings.

"Run? You patched-together freak, neither human nor ghost, why aren't you running?"

The Initiation Immortal King's face twisted, his features clenched from extreme hatred and excitement, the dark-gold true blood at his brow throbbing.

He looked around, but did not find the figure that had subjected him to endless humiliation day and night; his fury grew even fiercer,

"Gu Cangsheng! Where is that old beast! Hand him over, and I will mercifully leave you a thread of true spirit to light the sky lantern!"

The Youquan Immortal King clasped his hands in his sleeves, his tone icy:

"Initiation, cut the crap—directly extract his Immortal King Dao Fruit, search his soul for that brat's whereabouts; the spatial translocation supreme treasure must not fall into others' hands."

The Myriad Medicines Godking gave a grim laugh.

He was all too aware of the deadly situation before him.

One half-step titan, one peak Immortal King, plus two ordinary Immortal Kings and a host of true immortals—let alone his not yet having recovered to peak, even if a half-step titan were present, he'd likely gain nothing……

Unless.

It's a titan!

But is that possible?

To become a titan Immortal King, at first glance it's merely a level above the peak Immortal King, but know that this single level is enough to keep countless peak Immortal Kings and ordinary Immortal Kings outside the door.

The gap is even greater than that between an ordinary true immortal and an Immortal King.

Gu Family… young master…

The Myriad Medicines Godking gritted his teeth; the spark of apocalyptic fire belonging to the Twilight Immortal King deep in his sea of consciousness began to compress wildly.

Since I can't survive, taking a few down with me will count as repaying the Gu Family's care for me.

Just as he was about to self-detonate one-thousandth of his Immortal King origin,

Suddenly, an anomaly occurred.

The void before the Myriad Medicines Godking suddenly caved inward without warning.

Immediately after, a pair of coarse straw sandals, even stained with a bit of mud, trudged out from the deepest point of the depression.

That motion was as rough as an old farmer kicking open a blocking fence gate.

The void's barriers were shattered by this pure fleshly brute force, countless spatial fragments turning into sharp blades that sprayed outward.

Gu Cangsheng had his hands tucked in the sleeves of his coarse linen robe, strolling out leisurely.

Gu Yuan wore a purple-gold official robe, his expression nonchalant as he followed behind.

The next second.

A crude "Holy shit" shattered the deathly silence of the scene.

The light curtain of the formation upheld by the eight true immortals emitted a crisp, glass-like crack the moment Gu Cangsheng stepped out of the void.

"So many Immortal Kings? Who the hell is barking around here,"

Gu Cangsheng slightly lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings and finally landing on the Initiation Immortal King midair, he cracked a smile, revealing a mouthful of white teeth,

"Yo, isn't that the waste whose lower half I crushed? What, did you find someone to patch you up and now think you're fine?"

The instant the Initiation Immortal King saw the newcomer, his pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Old fear and newly born rage collided wildly in his mind, and he bellowed:

"Gu Cangsheng, it really is you, you old dog—I'll kill you! I must kill you!"

The Youquan Immortal King frowned slightly, sensing that the Initiation Immortal King's state was very off.

Is this the effect of the Grand Chancellor's Realm-Eroding Bone Nail?

He recalled that the Realm-Eroding Bone Nail was forged from a finger bone shed by the Lord himself years ago.

What kind of existence is the Lord?

He transcends even Immortal Kings.

Even a single thought of his is enough to sway the mind of a peak Immortal King.

This made the Youquan Immortal King even more curious about Gu Yuan's treasure.

This might be his greatest chance to become someone like the Lord!

"Attack! Delay invites change!"

The Youquan Immortal King shouted sternly.

The eight true immortals on the perimeter received the order; the Eight Wastes Deadly Killing Formation roared to life, eight beams capable of piercing stars converging into a heaven-splitting giant blade that descended upon Gu Cangsheng's head.

Using the Grand Chancellor's personally established true immortal joint attack method, it is enough to force an ordinary Immortal King to retreat three stages.

Gu Yuan stood in place, not even moving an eyelash.

The Myriad Medicines Godking moreover exhaled a long breath of foul air, plopping down onto the void, knowing his life was now spared.

Gu Cangsheng looked up at the falling giant blade, lifted his right foot, and, with extreme casualness, stamped it toward the void where the eight true immortals stood.

"Take my strike."

The Primordial Undying Sutra, Chaotic Heaven‑Shaking Step.

A foot lands.

The void spanning a radius of a million li was like a block of tofu struck by a thousand‑jin massive hammer.

The giant blade forged by the true immortals' combined strike couldn't even hold a breath, instantly shattering into a rain of light.

And those eight lofty true immortals didn't even have time to scream; their mortal bodies, along with their divine souls and Dao fruits, were instantly turned into pools of crimson blood mud by the shockwave of that single foot, completely evaporating into the void.

One strike.

The eight true immortals were reduced to ash and smoke.