Chapter 350

The leader of the Grey Robe Raiders laughed wildly.

He waved his hand, his bearing full of contempt and charity toward those about to die.

"Form the formation!"

At his command!

Behind him, the thousands of Grey Robe Raiders simultaneously revealed cruel, bloodthirsty Smiles.

They moved!

Thousands of figures, in an instant, moved simultaneously along some profoundly mysterious trajectory.

On each person surged a gray, Deathly Silence, a terrifying aura filled with the meaning of devouring and plundering.

Hum—

Thousands of strands of aura, in an instant, became linked together!

A gray net that blotted out the sky and sun, large enough to completely shroud this starfield, instantly formed!

At the net's center was a constantly spinning black vortex emitting endless suction!

It seemed like a wound in the Universe, or like the destination leading to ultimate Silent Extinction!

Return to the Void Grand Formation!

This is the supreme vicious formation they rely on to roam the Universe as plunderers!

Once laid down, it can devour all things and refine everything!

Whether mighty gods and demons or an indestructible world, once drawn in, they will only be ground down to the purest Primordial Source, becoming their nourishment!

They intend to use this great formation to refine that heaven-defying monkey, together with his arrogant and unyielding bones, into dregs!

Sun Wukong watched this flashy formation.

Watching those thousands of self-important plunderers.

He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

On that handsome face, there was no anger, no solemnity.

Only a feeling of annoyance, thick and impossible to dispel.

Like someone about to undertake an immensely important task, only to be blocked in their path by a swarm of buzzing flies.

Annoying.

Very annoying.

Since it's annoying, might as well swat them all dead.

He moved.

No earth-shaking aura burst.

Nor did any soaring demonic aura sweep across.

He simply, facing the center of that Return to the Void Grand Formation emanating endless menace, casually swung his Tiěbàng forward.

That motion was light and casual.

Just like a common woodcutter in the mountains casually swinging his firewood axe.

Unadorned and simple.

Ordinary and unremarkable.

No earth-shaking boom.

No sign of laws collapsing.

That Tiěbàng, transformed into a grayish-white hue, merely traced a faint, almost imperceptible line in the dark void.

It was as if he had lightly brushed across the void's canvas.

Not even a ripple was stirred.

Time, as if, at this moment, had been pressed pause.

The next second.

A bizarre scene that made one's scalp tingle occurred.

The "Return to the Void Grand Formation" jointly laid down by thousands of powerful beings, said to be able to refine all things...

Together with the formation, those thousands of Grey Robe Raiders inside, still wearing cruel, ferocious Smiles...

Like a pencil drawing on paper, erased by an invisible big hand with an unseen rubber, lightly, just a stroke.

Then.

Just like that, silently, they vanished.

Right.

They simply disappeared.

Not an explosion, not annihilation.

But rather, they were utterly erased from time, from space, from causality, from the very concept of existence!

As if they had never appeared in this Universe at all!

This starry sky instantly returned to its previous Deathly Silence.

Only the leading Grey Robe person remained, standing alone and stiff in place.

His ferocious Smile froze just like that.

His eyes, filled with arrogance and smugness, stared wide and bulging, almost popping out of their sockets!

The muscles on his face twitched violently.

His mind was a complete Blank!

He could not comprehend at all what he had just seen!

Formation?

Where is my huge Return to the Void Grand Formation?

Where are my subordinates?

Where are those thousands of elite warriors who followed me in battle across myriad worlds?

Why……

Why did it just…… disappear?

Not even a trace of sound, not a trace of existence, left behind?!

This is impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

This is no longer just a crushing of power!

This…… what the hell is this?!

A cold figure, like a ghost, silently appeared before him.

That handsome yet cruel face was almost touching his nose tip.

A pair of blood-red eyes calmly stared at him.

That gaze held no killing intent, no anger.

Only indifference.

It was as if he were looking at a stone by the roadside.

Like an ant beneath his feet.

The leading gray-robed person, his blood throughout his body, completely solidified in this instant!

A chill from the depths of his soul, enough to freeze him into an ice sculpture, surged wildly upward!

He wanted to scream, but his throat felt as if it were tightly choked, unable to make a sound.

He wanted to retreat, but his body was stiff as if filled with lead, unable to move an inch!

A hand gently gripped his throat.

He lifted his tall frame as easily as lifting a chick.

An icy voice, devoid of any emotion, softly sounded in his ear.

"Who told you to imitate that aura?"

That voice wasn't loud.

But it was like an ice cone filled with endless chill, fiercely piercing his divine soul!

The fear of death instantly overwhelmed all his reason and pride!

The gray-robed person was terrified to the point of his soul scattering!

His body, trembling violently from fear, shook like sifting chaff!

He no longer had any of his former arrogance and conceit; his voice was filled with endless fear and pleading, trembling as he spoke haltingly:

"It…… it was a voice……"

"It…… it directly sounded in our minds……"

"It said…… it said that as long as we set an ambush here…… we could obtain your…… your Primordial Source of the Way of the Equal Heaven……"

The words hadn't even finished.

In Sun Wukong's blood-red eyes, a flash of realization passed.

As expected.

Again, that dog scum hiding behind!

Wanting to use these trash's knives to delay his own time!

He had no patience left to listen further.

The hand gripping the gray-robed person's neck slightly exerted a bit of force.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bones shattering, in this Deathly Silence starry sky, sounded exceptionally piercing.

The leading gray-robed person, his eyes bulging, his head drooped helplessly.

The vitality in his eyes instantly vanished.

But, this isn't over yet!

A violent, indescribable force surged violently into Sun Wukong's palm!

Boom!

The gray-robed person's body, together with his struggling divine soul, in an instant, was brutally ground by that force into the most primal void!

Not even a speck of dust remained!

Sun Wukong casually flicked his hand, as if merely crushing a disgusting bug.

His blood-red eyes grew even colder.

Very good.

Excellent!

That scum hiding behind the scenes thought using this borrowed-knife trick could delay his steps?

He thought he would fall into helpless rage because he couldn't find him?

Naive!

Wait till I find you!

I will make you wish for life but not get it, wish for death but not be able to die!

The killing intent in his heart, at this moment, condensed to an unprecedented peak!

However, just then.

Just as he was preparing to give his all, once again charging toward that false 'Resentment Star', the moment of utterly blasting it apart.

A voice abruptly rang out directly in his mind!

That voice carried a trace of unavoidable weakness.

But more than that, it was an irrepressible ecstasy and excitement!

It was Yao!

"Great Sage!"

"Just now… the interference just now has disappeared!"

"I… I've caught that true great fish!"