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

Beneath the Chaos Bell, time and space freeze.

That suffocating sense of oppression was like an invisible hand, slowly squeezing out the life force of the five great masters of the Chan Sect.

Burning Lamp knelt in the void, his bones cracking and popping. The light from his accompanying Lingjiu Palace Lantern was as dim as a bean, as if it would go out at any moment.

His eyes, which were always full of calculation, were now filled with nothing but fear of Xiao Wuji.

He never expected that he would be defeated by an unknown junior.

He was a guest of Zixiao Palace, someone who had discussed the Dao with the Three Pure Ones. How could he die at this small Jiepai Pass, at the hands of a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect?

"Let's give it our all!!"

In the midst of this despairing silence, Guang Chengzi suddenly let out a beast-like roar.

His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot, a sign that his life essence had been burned away.

"Xiao Wuji! You can trap my men, but you can't trap this sword!!"

Guang Chengzi suddenly opened his mouth, and a chilling, terrifying killing intent, enough to freeze the entire world, burst forth from the depths of his Purple Mansion.

Clang—!

A sword's cry actually drowned out the lingering sound of the Chaos Bell.

An ancient longsword, neither gold nor jade, and wrapped with endless rules of destruction, appeared in Guang Chengzi's hand.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

The supreme treasure of the Tongtian Sect Master, the number one killing weapon of the Heavenly Dao!

Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation has been broken and the sword has temporarily fallen into the hands of the Chan Sect and is under the control of Guang Chengzi, and cannot unleash its full power without the formation diagram, it is still a sacred treasure and represents the ultimate path of slaughter.

Actually, if he could, he wouldn't want to take out this sword.

When this sword fell into his hands, Yuanshi Tianzun once said frankly that he should try not to use it, since it was a sage's magic weapon. It was only an accident that it was taken away, but if he still used this sword, it would be a slap in the face to the sage.

But now, seeing that he was about to die, he naturally wouldn't care anymore. After all, compared to the potential wrath of the saints, being listed on the Investiture of the Gods was clearly more frightening to him.

"Open it!!"

Guang Chengzi gripped the sword with both hands, ignoring the backlash, and spat a mouthful of golden blood from his heart onto the blade.

The Zhuxian Sword instantly grew to a thousand feet in size, and its pure sharpness even caused a crack to appear in the solidified spacetime around it.

Swish!

Guang Chengzi exerted all his strength and unleashed a fierce sword strike at the barrier formed by the chaotic energy of Zhongbo and Pangu's evil aura above his head.

This sword strike is not intended to kill the enemy, but only to save lives!

"Sizzle—"

A sharp, tearing sound, like tearing silk.

The Chaos Zhongbo, which was said to suppress the Primordial Chaos, was actually torn open with a hideous gap a hundred feet long by the desperate attack of this number one weapon!

Sunlight streamed in through the gap, a ray of hope for life.

"Walk!!"

Before Guang Chengzi could move, the Daoist Randeng, who had been kneeling on the ground, reacted with astonishing speed, as if he had anticipated it.

The moment the gap appeared, he burned half of his magic power, transforming into a gray, extinguished stream of light, and rushed towards the gap with incredible speed.

"Vice Leader, wait for me!"

Upon seeing this, Guang Chengzi was so angry he almost vomited blood, but he didn't care about cursing and immediately followed, transforming into a streak of light and rushing out.

Manjushri and Cihang Daoren were also fighting desperately, each using their own life-saving secrets, and even risking the destruction of one or two of their personal spiritual treasures to gain leverage, tightly gripping Guangchengzi's tail and rushing towards the path of survival.

"Trying to run away?"

Xiao Wuji stood on the shoulder of the Pangu phantom, watching this scene, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Great Five Elements Technique, activate!"

The five-colored divine light behind him surged again, like a peacock spreading its tail, and fiercely swept towards the fleeing stream of light.

Guang Chengzi, who was fleeing at high speed, suddenly felt his hand lighten.

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The Immortal Execution Sword, which had just cut open a path to survival, was struck by the five-colored divine light as it passed through the gap. Combined with the compression of the spatial-temporal turbulence, it actually flew out of my hand!

"My sword!!"

Guang Chengzi let out a heart-wrenching scream.

But he didn't dare turn back to pick it up, because the gap was rapidly healing under the suppression of the Chaos Bell. If he had been even a moment slower, he would have been stuck here too.

He could only watch helplessly as the peerless, deadly sword spun and fell back into the great formation, then rushed out of Jiepai Pass without looking back.

Ran Deng ran away.

Guang Chengzi ran away.

Manjushri and Cihang also managed to squeeze out.

Only the last one, Samantabhadra.

He only had the cultivation level of a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal, which was slightly inferior to the previous few in terms of foundation, so his movements were a step slower.

That half-beat became a life-or-death chasm.

When he reached the gap, the crack had shrunk to just enough for one person to pass through and was rapidly closing.

"There's still a chance! We can get out!"

A strong will to survive erupted in Puxian's eyes, and his body transformed into a white rainbow as he tried to escape.

However, just as half of his body had already peeked out of the gap and he could even feel the free air outside,

A chilling gust of wind swept over him from behind.

"Can you escape?"

At this moment, a cold glint flashed in Xiao Wuji's eyes, and he unhesitatingly summoned the newly captured Fantian Seal.

"go!"

With the divine power of the Pangu phantom, the Fantian Seal swelled in the wind and transformed into a stream of destructive light, smashing fiercely into the back of the Bodhisattva Samantabhadra.

This strike was powerful and heavy, shattering the vacuum!

It not only has the weight of the Heaven-Turning Seal itself, but also the divine power of the Pangu phantom, and even the rolling evil energy of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

"Bang--!!!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

Master Puxian, who had just peeked halfway out of the formation, felt as if his back had been struck head-on by an ancient divine mountain.

"puff--!!"

He looked up and spat out a jet of blood three zhang high, mixed with pieces of broken internal organs.

His spine shattered instantly, and the protective divine light exploded into a sky full of fireworks.

The immense impact didn't push him away; instead, due to the tricky angle, it slammed him into the hard ground of Jiepai Pass like a nail.

Boom!

The ground was smashed into a bottomless crater, and dust billowed up everywhere.

At the same time, the gap that had been torn open by the Immortal Execution Sword above their heads completely closed.

The bell of chaos tolls again, and time and space are locked once more.

Outside Jiepai Pass.

Randeng, Guangchengzi, Wenshu, and Cihang stood a thousand miles away, still shaken. They were all dressed in rags, with disheveled hair, looking as wretched as stray dogs.

They looked back and saw only surging evil energy above Jiepai Pass; there was no trace of the immortal Puxian.

However, they all remained silent and turned to head towards the Xiqi camp. At this moment, they were all in dire straits themselves, so why would they care whether Puxian had escaped?

At the bottom of the large pit inside Jiepai Pass, Master Puxian, covered in blood and with his limbs twisted, struggled to raise his head.

Through the gradually calming smoke and dust, he saw a pair of dusty boots stopped in front of him.

Looking up from the boots, you see Xiao Wuji's face, which has a half-smile, and the Zhuxian Sword that just fell from his hand.

The light in Puxian's eyes gradually faded, replaced by endless despair and disbelief.

He turned his head, looking in the direction where the gap closed, his lips trembling, and let out a final, resentful roar:

"Guang Chengzi! Light the lamp!!"

"You're selling me?"