Chapter 61

Gu Yuan (from glossary)

And when the Fire Temple Sect Leader shouted sharply, the Nine Dragons Agarwood Palanquin did not pause at all, still kept its original speed, unhurriedly and steadily barreling straight ahead.

Great Array (from glossary) – but we also have Law Great Array etc. We'll keep Great Array as separate entry.

World Tree (from glossary)

Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage

Law Great Net

Seeing that the carriage actually dared to force its way through, the dozens of Sect Leaders who had set the formation were both shocked and angry.

They frantically drove the magical energy within their bodies, pushing the power of the Law Great Array to its utmost!

They intend to turn this madman, together with his person and his carriage, into powder!

Slaughter Great Array

Slaughter Array

Hall Master

The Nine Dragons Agarwood Palanquin collided with that massive Law Great Net with a thunderous impact!

However, the expected scene of the carriage being torn to pieces did not occur.

Instead, it was that Law Great Net, laid jointly by dozens of Sect Leaders, which claimed to be able to erase everything.

At the moment it touched the carriage, it was like ice under sunlight, emitting a strained wail of overload, cracking inch by inch!

Fire Giant

Supreme Sect Technique

"Pfft!"

The Great Array was shattered; the dozens of sect masters who had set it up all suffered heavy blows, their bodies shaking violently as they spat out mouthfuls of blood!

They were like leaves swept away by a raging wind, flung backward from their warships and mounts, in utter disarray.

"No! This is impossible!"

"The array we set up…… actually…… can't even stall it for a breath?!"

"What kind of treasure grade is this carriage…… exactly?!"

All the sect masters felt a buzzing in their heads, their faces etched with incredulous shock and fear.

They themselves knew best how powerful the Great Array they had jointly set up was.

It was a slaughtering Great Array so formidable that even beings surpassing sect masters could hardly escape unscathed!

This was also something they, these allied sects, had agreed upon.

If some heaven-chosen prodigy from outside their faction were to obtain some opportunity that could stir their hearts……

they would then use this killing array to suppress it…… and then seize it!

But now, the Great Array jointly set up by over a dozen sect masters was directly smashed to pieces by the opposing side with ease!

This is already completely beyond their comprehension!

Just as their minds and spirits were violently shaken, filled with doubtful uncertainty.

"Insolent brat! How dare you ruin the rules of Sanqian Zhou!"

A heaven-shaking angry roar rose from among the sect masters who had been blown away.

It was precisely the hot-tempered sect master of the Fire God Hall from earlier.

He forcibly steadied his stance.

Gazing at the carriage, unscathed and not even slowing in the slightest, he felt an unprecedented blaze of anger surge straight to the crown of his head.

He is the Hall Master of the Fire God Hall, one of the top figures of Guilty Prefecture—when has he ever suffered such utter humiliation?

"No matter who you are, today you must die!"

The Fire God Hall sect master's hair stood on end with rage.

He slammed his hands together to form seals, and behind him a fiery giant phantom tens of thousands of feet tall burst forth with a boom!

That fiery giant wielded a massive axe forged from molten lava.

Exuding the terrifying aura of burning heavens and boiling seas, it was the Fire God Hall's signature divine ability—Descent of the Fire God!

"Die for me!"

With his roar

The fiery giant tens of thousands of feet tall raised its axe, bringing world-destroying might, and fiercely chopped down at the Nine Dragon Agarwood carriage!

This axe seemed capable of cleaving heaven and earth in two!

Inside the carriage.

Gu Yuan couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids; he picked up an immortal fruit, took a leisurely bite, then spoke somewhat impatiently.

"Uncle Zhan, take care of this—it's too noisy."

"Yes, Young Master!"

Gu Zhan the Supreme, standing outside the carriage, grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth.

He had long taken issue with this noisy bunch of lower-realm people.

Not to mention that younger generation.

This crowd, older than him yet only thirteenth-realm sect masters in cultivation—do they dare act presumptuously before the Young Master?

If it weren't for the World Tree being more important, he would have long ago slapped these people to death!

"Hey, a bunch of country dogs, dare to block the Young Master's carriage?"

Gu Zhan stretched his limbs, emitting a crackling burst.

He couldn't even be bothered to use any divine abilities.

A look of extreme contemptuous sneer appeared on his face.

He simply extended a finger at random.

Then, he lightly tapped that descending flame giant axe.

No energy burst occurred.

The finger floated lightly and touched the blade of the flame giant axe.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The haughty ten‑thousand‑zhang flame giant, together with its giant axe, froze mid‑air.

Immediately, in the Fire Temple Patriarch's terror‑stricken gaze…

Crack…

A fine crack silently appeared on the axe blade.

Then, like a spiderweb, it instantly spread across the entire axe and even over the whole flame giant!

Boom!

A muffled sound.

The overwhelmingly mighty flame giant, together with its axe,

disintegrated before everyone's eyes, exploding into countless sparks that vanished into the sky.

One finger, shattering the divine art!

"No!"

The Fire Temple Patriarch let out a desperate howl.

But he hadn't had time to react.

The finger that shattered his strongest divine art had already crossed the spatial gap and appeared before him.

It continued to press steadily onto his forehead.

At that moment, the Fire Temple Patriarch felt his spirit frozen.

He tried to flee, only to find the surrounding space already sealed by an unimaginable terror, rendering him unable to move even a single finger.

He could only watch helplessly as the finger enlarged within his pupil, expanding and expanding…

The shadow of death completely enveloped him!

"Puff."

A light pop, like a bubble bursting.

The finger finally pressed on the Fire Temple Patriarch's forehead.

No blood spurted, no wailing cries.

This Fire Temple Master, who had ruled over Zui Province for hundreds of thousands of years, was a genuine Patriarch‑level titan.

Thus, under everyone's gaze, his body crumbled like weathered sand sculpture, dissipating inch by inch until it turned into a handful of blood‑colored mist that drifted away with the wind.

Body and spirit both vanished!

Dead!

Silence!

The whole world fell into a death‑like stillness.

All surviving Patriarchs, all cultivators watching from afar.

All were frozen in place as if petrified.

Their eyes bulged, their mouths gaped wide enough to fit an egg.

Dead?

Fire Temple Master… just died like that?

Killed by a casually extended finger…?

This… this can't be real!

It must be an illusion!

It has to be!

Gu Zhan slowly withdrew his finger, as if he had done something trivial.

He scanned the terrified Patriarchs, a look of impatience on his face.

"Anyone else?"

Those two light words thundered like twin divine bolts from the Nine Heavens, reverberating deep within everyone's souls!

Anyone else?

Who still dares?

"Palace…"

A Patriarch swallowed hard, his legs went weak, and he fell straight off his mount.

Immediately, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

One after another, the usually lofty Patriarchs now fell like dumplings.

They tumbled from the sky, each pale as death, trembling all over like sifted chaff.

They looked at the carriage, at the towering figure who had casually killed the Fire Temple Patriarch.

In their eyes remained only endless fear and awe.

Gu Zhan, seeing this, sneered disdainfully, and was too lazy to bother with these already

He turned around, faced the carriage, and bowed respectfully.

"Young master, the fly has already been swatted dead."

Inside the carriage, Gu Yuan's flat voice came.

"Hmm, go inside."

The words fell, the Nine‑Dragon Agarwood carriage.

Under everyone's gaze, unimpeded, it slowly entered that huge fissure leading to the ancient immortal ruins.

Until the carriage's silhouette completely vanished within the chaotic airstream.

Only then did those surviving sect leaders, after the calamity, seem to awaken from a nightmare.

One by one they gasped heavily, their bodies already soaked with cold sweat.

They glanced at each other, and could see in each other's eyes.

The survivors' relief and the bone‑deep terror.