After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

High above the sky, the once arrogant Ju Liusun's expression finally changed.

Those twelve beams of malevolent energy that shot into the sky were not simply a matter of sealing off space.

As the formation activated, a terrifying aura, seemingly capable of reforging earth, water, fire, and wind, began to frantically erode the protective auspicious clouds surrounding him.

"Open it!!"

Enraged, Ju Liusun unleashed the full power of the laws of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

He attempted to invoke the rules of heaven and earth, using his Great Luo realm to forcibly break free from the constraints of this world.

However, the next moment, something happened that terrified him.

He was horrified to discover that his connection with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth had been completely severed in that instant!

The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation beneath their feet was like a giant millstone, forcibly separating the space-time of Jiepai Pass and the surrounding tens of thousands of miles from the primordial world.

Here, there is no Heavenly Way, no laws, only endless destruction and slaughter.

"No, what kind of formation is this? My cultivation level! My realm!"

Ju Liusun let out a piercing scream.

Under the relentless onslaught of this ancient malevolent energy, his originally perfect and flawless Great Luo Dao Fruit began to shake violently.

That transcendent feeling of being outside the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements collapsed instantly, and his aura began to plummet.

Early stage of Great Luo... Half-step Great Luo... Peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

In just a few breaths, this one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect was actually forced down to the mortal realm and suppressed back to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm!

The power of the laws, which was originally flowing smoothly, has now become extremely obscure, like a mortal trapped in a quagmire, having to pay a hundredfold price for every bit of magic power he uses.

Although he knew this was the effect of the formation and was likely only temporary, the feeling of losing control of the overall situation still terrified Julusun.

Only then did Xiao Wuji, who had been sitting calmly on the city wall, slowly stand up.

He showed no joy at having suppressed a Grand Luo Golden Immortal; his expression remained as calm as still water.

"Stripped of the Great Luo status and cut off from the blessings of the Heavenly Dao, your proud Chan Sect's wondrous methods are nothing more than this."

Xiao Wuji stepped forward with his hands behind his back. His body did not float in the air, but he walked towards Ju Liusun, who was trapped in mid-air, as if walking on flat ground.

"Who exactly are you? How could you possibly know the formations of the Witch Clan? You absolutely cannot be a disciple of the Intercepting Sect!"

"The Witch Clan? How dare they interfere in the Investiture of the Gods? Aren't they afraid of being completely wiped out?"

Despite his fear of Liu Sun's outward bravado masking his inner weakness, a sense of dread arose within him.

He knew all too well how powerful the Witch Clan was, having taken human form since the time of the Lich King. He still vividly remembered the earth-shattering scenes of the Lich King's fierce battles.

At this moment, he desperately tried to activate his magic power to retrieve the Immortal Binding Rope, which had long lost its spiritual power, but he found that even this was a pipe dream.

"The Witch Clan?"

Xiao Wuji's lips curled into a cold smile. Although he knew that Ju Liusun had admitted his mistake, he didn't care.

After all, it's better to admit your mistake, as it will give him more time to build up his strength.

"Although I want to let you off the hook, you won't learn your lesson if I don't teach you a lesson."

"To be honest, I'm also very troubled."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Wuji slowly raised his right hand, and the black seed that had already taken shape in his palm suddenly bloomed.

The grand prize of the tenth day—the Great Catastrophe Spell—is activated!

boom!

A chilling, grayish-black aura silently surged from Xiao Wuji's palm and instantly enveloped Ju Liusun's golden body.

Three calamities and nine disasters, the end of the world.

"ah--!!"

Ju Liusun suddenly let out an even more piercing scream than before.

He looked at his arm in utter horror, only to see that his once crystal clear and indestructible body was now covered with disgusting age spots!

Immediately afterwards, an aura of decay, rot, and decay swept over his entire body.

His skin began to dry out, his hair began to turn yellow and fall out, and even his primordial spirit began to emit a nauseating stench.

"The five signs of decay in a celestial being? How is that possible? Who are you?"

Julusun screamed in terror, his voice hoarse; at this moment, he was truly afraid.

It wasn't that he was afraid of death; after all, with his cultivation at such a level, death was merely a new beginning.

What he truly feared was this unknown existence. You see, the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man is a calamity that only occurs to those below the Golden Immortal level. He had already reached the Great Luo realm and transcended the Three Realms and Five Elements, so it was impossible for him to experience the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man again.

However, this person in front of him actually triggered his own Five Signs of Decay, which he found utterly unbelievable.

"Nothing is impossible." Xiao Wuji's indifferent voice rang in his ear.

Using the spatial control of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, Xiao Wuji shrank the distance in one step and appeared directly in front of Ju Liusun.

He stretched out a hand, his movements so gentle and detached from any worldly concerns, and lightly placed it on Ju Liusun's crown.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Ju Liusun's body stiffened; the death crisis emanating from the depths of his soul prevented him from even moving a finger.

He could only watch helplessly as the hand fell, as if witnessing a judgment of fate.

"What do you want to do?" Ju Liusun roared in despair.

Xiao Wuji released a slight burst of energy from his palm.

"Cataclysm spell - Shatter!"

"Pop".

A very faint thud sounded above Ju Liusun's head.

But to all the cultivators present, the sound was like a thunderclap!

All that could be seen was the three golden flowers of the Great Dao that appeared above Ju Liusun's head, representing the perfection of essence, energy and spirit. The golden flower in the very center, symbolizing the perfection of Qi, withered and decayed in an instant, and then collapsed with a bang!

One of the three flowers on top has been cut off!

"puff--!"

Ju Liusun spat out a mouthful of blood essence mixed with golden fragments, instantly aging countless times. His aura, which had been suppressed at the peak of Taiyi, plummeted again, directly dropping to the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and was even unstable!

This is a wound to the Great Dao. Compared to the decay of the physical body, the loss of the Three Flowers is a truly irreparable and devastating blow.

"Aaaaaah! My Three Flowers! My Dao Fruit!!"

Ju Liusun let out a mournful wail like a cuckoo crying blood, and the fear in his heart finally completely overwhelmed his anger.

escape!

We must escape!

If we don't escape now, we'll really die here today!

"Blood Burn! Escape!"

At this critical juncture of life and death, Ju Liusun was also a ruthless man.

Without hesitation, he burned his life essence, transforming into a streak of crimson light, and fled desperately towards Kunlun Mountain.

"Xiao Wuji! I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!!"

The mournful, venomous cries echoed across the sky, fading into the distance.

The malevolent aura on the city wall slowly receded.

Xiao Wuji did not give chase. His goal was to buy time. If he killed Ju Liusun here, the next one might not be the Twelve Golden Immortals, but possibly Yuanshi Tianzun, which would not be in line with his plan.

"Take your time, there's still plenty of time. I'll wait for good news."

After saying that, Xiao Wuji turned and returned to the city. Ju Liusun was just an interlude. The most urgent task was to continue to improve his cultivation.