Chapter 465

Watching the scene, Gu Yuan's clone stood beside him with arms crossed, looking like an eager spectator.

But Gu Yuan himself had only endless indifference and contempt in his eyes.

"Hun family? Feng's afterglow?"

"Zang Tian Ge?"

Gu Yuan's own hoarse voice, masked by disguise, finally resonated slowly in the Di Wu Ceng space.

The voice carried no hint of emotional fluctuation, as if a lofty deity were looking down on two ants tearing each other apart for rotten flesh.

"Do you think that your little pride in looks and background is valuable in my eyes?"

Gu Yuan slowly descended from midair, and with each step the surrounding space trembled.

That terrifying pressure, towering over everything, instantly made Hun Yuan Xue and Feng Ling Yun feel breathless, as if an invisible mountain pressed upon their spines.

"S‑senior…" Hun Yuan Xue's face turned pale as she forced herself not to kneel.

"Put away those laughable chips," the man in black said, walking to the massive golden light screen without even glancing at them. "I'll take what I want myself. As for you… you're not even worthy of a deal with me."

As the words fell, the man in black slowly raised his right hand and pointed a finger toward the top of the light screen.

"Receptionist, exchange."

Buzz—!

With the black‑robed man's command, the perpetually silent puppet elder's eyes burst with golden light.

"As you wish, esteemed Creator."

The twenty million battle seal count above the light screen instantly dropped by eighteen million.

Immediately after, the entire Di Wu Ceng "True Transmission Realm" erupted in unprecedented violent tremors!

The Heavenly Dome cracked open, and a circular fruit containing the complete Hong Meng law and radiating purple‑gold dazzling divine light slowly descended.

The fruit's surface was engraved with billions of delicate innate Dao patterns; even a single breath it emitted made those present feel their internal immortal veins resonating wildly, as if they could ascend at any moment!

It was the Hong Meng Giant Head Dao Fruit!

At the same time, the earth roared as a three‑legged round cauldron, wholly cast from chaotic bronze and engraved on its surface with three thousand divine and demonic alchemy diagrams, burst out of the ground.

The cauldron's mouth spewed chaotic true fire capable of melting the Dao, exuding a terrifying pressure that sought to return to the source and refine the heavens.

It was the giant‑class celestial artifact — the Tian Dao Furnace!

Seeing these two legendary supreme treasures materialize before them, Hun Yuan Xue and Feng Ling Yun's eyes reddened, their breathing rapid as if they were suffocating.

"My… that should have been mine…" Hun Yuan Xue stared intently at the giant head Dao Fruit.

Feng Ling Yun fixed her gaze on the Tian Dao Furnace, her eyes full of resentment and despair.

Yet they could only watch helplessly.

The man in black swept his large sleeve, and the world‑force of the inner world formed an invisible massive net, instantly capturing the Hong Meng Giant Head Dao Fruit and the Tian Dao Furnace.

"Two million battle seals remain," the man in black scanned downward, his fingers rapidly tapping the light screen.

"Ordinary Immortal King Dao Fruit, fifty pieces!"

"Peak True Immortal Dao Fruit, two hundred pieces!"

"Premium Immortal King artifacts: 'Nine‑Dragon Flaming Sword', 'Taiyi Divine Wood Armor'…"

"Supreme Immortal King law fragment 'The Great Forgetting Record'…"

In Hun Yuan Xue and Feng Ling Yun's almost numb, collapsing gazes, the man in black, as if restocking, swept the priceless treasures on the light screen clean, one after another.

Countless celestial lights, Dao fruits, and artifacts fell like raindrops, then instantly vanished into the man in black's sleeve.

In a mere ten breaths, the once dazzling Heavenly Court treasury exchange list was, by his sole effort, hard‑bought empty by more than half!

"No—!"

Hun Yuan Xue and Feng Ling Yun let out resentful wails simultaneously.

"Senior! You can't do this! You're cutting off all our hopes!" Hun Yuan Xue, looking frantic, tried to rush forward.

Feng Ling Yun also clenched her teeth, a flash of ruthlessness in her eyes, as if ready to play her final trump card.

However, Gu Yuan only gave them a faint glance.

"Noisy."

He lightly waved his hand.

An irresistible, incomprehensible great force instantly acted upon Hun Yuan Xue and Feng Ling Yun.

The two had not even a moment to react before they felt a flash before their eyes, the constellations turning.

The next second, their figures abruptly appeared outside the entrance of the Di Wu Ceng "True Transmission Realm", crashing heavily onto the cold white‑jade floor of the fourth layer.

Having done all this, Gu Yuan clapped his hands; had he not left a hand, they would still have had to go out alive as scapegoats and mouthpieces, and that one moment alone would have annihilated the two supreme celestial prodigies in body and spirit!

The clearing was complete.

Along the dried banks of the Sheng Xian Chi, only Gu Yuan, his clone, and the puppet elder remained.

"Alright, the flies are dealt with," Gu Yuan clapped his hands, turned to his clone, a playful glint in his eyes, "Now it's time for the two of us to settle the score."

Gu Yuan's clone instantly understood.

The gray‑black annihilation demonic aura on his body erupted again, ready to follow the script and stage a tragic drama of "restoring the master's face, battling the mysterious robber."

However, at that moment.

"Both of you… or rather, this little friend, you need not perform any longer."

A voice, aged and weary yet bearing a depth that seemed to pierce eternity, suddenly sounded beside the two.

Gu Yuan's clone's fist abruptly halted in midair.

Gu Yuan's gaze also hardened as he suddenly turned his head.

The puppet elder, who had only spoken mechanically when answering questions or dispensing rewards, now slowly turned his body to face Gu Yuan.

In the elder's once hollow, soulless wooden eyes, two brilliant golden‑red flames now burned.

In that flame, it seemed to contain the rise and fall of a civilization, the succession of an era.

He is no longer that rigid guide, but a living soul with independent will!

"You… can see through me?"

Gu Yuan's true self slightly narrowed his eyes; the gray light of the Heaven‑Defying Cloak flowed over his body, and he thought that even a giant like the Supreme Immortal King could not pierce the soul link between his true self and his avatar.

"I, the old man, cannot see through that wondrous cloak, nor can I see through the little friend's method that conceals the heavenly secrets."

The old man slowly shook his head, and a faint bitter smile appeared on his carved wooden face. "Although I, the old man, am merely a puppet acting on orders, within the core nexus lies a fragment of the Immortal Emperor's Insight into Heavenly Secrets technique."

"Moreover, little friend, don't forget, you just outside the Great Dao Furnace Realm evolved three thousand Great Dao, reshaping the prototype of the Six Realms of Rebirth."

"That thus exposed you— you and the avatar formed from the primal essence of the World Tree."