The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The thousand-foot-long blood sword, formed from the combined energy of thousands of vengeful spirits and the island's fortune, slammed down heavily.

Before the sword even arrived, the viscous pressure, carrying the stench of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, had already cracked the white jade floor tiles beneath Jiang Chen's feet inch by inch.

"Crunch... crunch..."

His kneecaps creaked under the strain.

Uncontrollably, his feet sank inch by inch into the hard mountainside.

The last barrier of the Holy Light Dragon Domain crumbled above his head like a fragile eggshell.

"Did you see that? You beast."

The Lord of Tianji Island stood in the sky, holding a giant sword, his voice filled with a compassionate, albeit condescending, tone.

"This is destiny."

"You exhausted all your scheming and fought desperately, but in the end, you are still just a speck of dust under my feet."

"Your destiny, your woman, everything about you will become stepping stones on my path to ascension."

"Now, take your resentment and let it vanish into nothingness!"

The crimson greatsword crashed down with a deafening roar!

Beneath the sword's edge, space collapsed, and all things fell silent.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Jiang Chen's head...

Thousands of miles away, on that isolated island shrouded in a chaotic light curtain.

Nine women raised their heads at the same time.

Their gazes seemed to pierce through the barriers of space, reaching the figure about to be annihilated.

"You want to kill him?"

Xiao Ruoye's eyes were bloodshot, and she thrust the broken knife into the rock beside her.

"Step over my dead body first!"

Without the slightest hesitation, she bit her tongue hard.

"puff!"

She sprayed a mouthful of her heart's blood, containing all the essence of Geng metal, onto the array eye in front of her.

A golden pillar of light shot into the sky.

"Brother Jiang..."

Shen Suxin's face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were incredibly gentle.

She also poured out her heart's blood.

A green beam of light, carrying boundless vitality, shot towards the sky.

Junyao, Nalanjia, Yeyou...

The phantom of Tang Tang, the phantom of Su Jinyu...

Lan Qin, Lin Yuan...

At that moment, all nine women made the same choice.

They burned their very essence, sacrificing their life force.

All for the man who was far away, who shielded them from all the storms, they gained a glimmer of hope.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Nine beams of light, each a different color and dazzlingly bright, rose from the isolated island.

They tore apart the protective barrier set up by Jiang Chen, and ripped apart the blood-red sky above Tianji Island.

Like nine shooting stars moving in reverse, they crossed the distance of space in an incomprehensible way.

It precisely pierced Jiang-Chen's back.

"What?"

The smile on the face of the Heavenly Mystery Island Master froze for the first time.

He watched helplessly as the nine powers, which did not belong to this world, surged into the body that he was about to shatter.

"Ugh—!"

Jiang Chen raised his head and let out a roar of extreme pain.

His flesh, bones, and soul were torn apart by the nine ultimate primal forces at this moment.

Under the frenzied operation of the "Formless Technique," it was forcibly reorganized in a manner that transcended the rules of heaven and earth.

The dark purple golden core inside his body exploded with a bang.

Instead, there was an invisible, colorless, and formless chaotic current.

That is the formless origin that transcends the nine constitutions and encompasses all things.

Jiang Chen's presence vanished completely at that moment.

He seemed to have merged with this world, yet also seemed to transcend it.

The blood-red greatsword, imbued with the resentment of an entire island, finally fell.

It was just one inch away from the top of his head.

Jiang Chen slowly raised his left hand.

Bring your five fingers together and point them upwards.

With such ease, he grasped the tip of that thousand-foot-long giant sword, powerful enough to cleave the continent.

There was no loud noise.

There was no impact.

Time stood still at that moment.

The expression on the face of the Heavenly Mystery Island Master changed from astonishment to horror.

He sensed that the connection between himself and the Blood Sword was being forcibly severed by an even more domineering force.

The thousands of vengeful spirits wrapped around the giant sword instantly touched Jiang Chen's palm.

It no longer let out its mournful roar.

The pained, contorted expressions on their faces slowly relaxed.

It was as if they had finally found liberation.

Strands of black energy emanated from the sword, only to be completely purified by the formless origin in Jiang Chen's palm.

"No! Impossible!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

"How could you possibly withstand my God-Slaying Sword!"

The Lord of Tianji Island let out a roar filled with shock and rage.

Jiang Chen did not answer him.

His five fingers slowly tightened.

"Click."

A crisp sound, like glass shattering, rang out.

That blood-red giant sword was formed from the millennium-long fortune of Tianji Island and the resentment of thousands of living beings.

Starting from the tip of the sword, it shattered inch by inch.

It transformed into countless red crystal dust particles, drifting down from the sky.

Jiang Chen released his grip, letting the crystal powder fall onto him.

He raised his head, his chaotic eyes calmly gazing at the bewildered god in the sky.

Then, he threw a seemingly ordinary punch.

There was no force of the punch.

There was no blast wave.

There wasn't even the slightest energy fluctuation.

This punch transcended spatial distances, ignored the obstruction of magical artifacts, and even surpassed the flow of time.

It was firmly imprinted on the chest of the Lord of Tianji Island.

The shock on the face of the Heavenly Mystery Island Master froze.

He looked down at his perfectly intact chest.

She looked up again and glanced at the man who had withdrawn his fist.

"you……"

He only had time to utter one word.

His body, from the point where he was struck by the fist, turned into the finest dust.

There was no blood.

There was no minced meat.

It's like sand art being blown by the wind.

His physical body, his soul, and the celestial compass in his hand that represented the authority of heavenly secrets.

They were all completely erased from this world by that silent, unnoticed punch.

The wind blows.

Above the sky, that arrogant figure vanished completely.

It was as if he had never existed.

Jiang Chen withdrew his fist and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Above the sky, the crimson rift that tore the heavens apart, having lost its master's support, began to twist and collapse violently.

However, deep beneath Tianji Island, the massive spirit-gathering array eye, which the island lord used to sacrifice all the island's inhabitants, has also lost its suppression.

"Boom!"

The entire fairy mountain, which was suspended in the air, began to shake violently and sink.

The mountainside is riddled with terrifying, bottomless ravines.

A violent storm of spiritual energy, powerful enough to instantly tear apart even a Nascent Soul Realm expert, erupted from the ground, ravaging this shattered world.

This abode of the gods, which has stood for thousands of years, is irreversibly heading towards self-destruction.