Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Su Chen didn't panic.

His escape technique possesses the power of spatial laws.

This kind of formation cannot trap oneself.

A beam of shield light vanished into the void.

The next moment, Su Chen turned around.

What's going on?

They're still in the formation?

"Fellow Daoist Su."

"We've already witnessed your hand-escape technique."

"However, there are restrictions within this formation, making it impossible to escape using escape techniques."

Upon hearing this, the violent spiritual power of the Five Elements ravaged Su Chen's body.

If it weren't for the angry-scaled green-robed figure...

It seems Su Chen really did die here.

Breaking the formation set up by the two Void Refinement cultivators is no easy task.

These two really want me to die here.

"Fellow Daoist Xue!"

Su Chen heard Lu Yao's telepathic message.

"His outer robe is a treasure of the demon race; he exudes demonic energy!"

Blood Fiend snorted coldly.

"I told you to go all out!"

"You're still thinking about your wretched city!"

It was obvious that the two were afraid that if things dragged on, Su Chen would break through the formation sooner or later.

Su Chen hadn't initially intended to kill him.

But now that the two of them are being unkind, then don't blame me.

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Su Chen raised two fingers and flicked them against the pen.

"The judge's stroke of the pen."

This time, the pen tip didn't slash in any direction.

It lowered its head and paused briefly.

A black character, "破" (broken), appeared on the core of the formation.

laugh.

A gash appeared, and the wound split open.

The crack stretched from the east of the city all the way to the west.

Inside that opening, a deep, dark galaxy surged.

The terrifying force of its breath nearly destroyed the Nightless City in an instant.

The eight-story Qinghuan Pavilion twisted in a circle from the third floor upwards, shattering into a pile of wood chips.

The sawdust flew into the air and then disappeared.

The entire long street, adorned with lanterns, was uprooted from the ground by that force of breath, like a belt that had been pulled away.

"Blood Fiend!"

Lu Yao was furious at this moment.

This Never-Sleeping Demon City is my own hard work.

How could we just watch Su Chen destroy it?

"Dharma Image!"

"If we don't act now, this city won't even last a foothold!"

"It should have been done long ago!"

The two of them simultaneously raised their hands to the sky.

boom.

Two dharma images rose up from behind them.

They looked like two mountains, uprooted from the ground and planted at either end of the City of Eternal Night.

The Dharma Image appears.

The rift in the void was forcibly squeezed shut on one side.

The feet of the two statues touched the ground.

The remaining half of the Demon City that never sleeps has collapsed.

Those alchemy shops, gambling dens, auction houses, and restaurants that have been in business for hundreds of years.

It's now a complete ruin.

Lu Yao's heart was bleeding.

This city was built by her over four hundred years.

The black jade that paved the street was transported from the Northern Wilderness, costing 30,000 spirit stones per cart.

The foundation of the evil-gathering array above that sinkhole alone required seven million units of material.

Now it's all gone.

reconstruction.

How many spirit stones will it take to rebuild?

"Su Chen".

"You've really ruined my entire life's work this time."

Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back on the ruins between the two Dharma images.

"Fellow Daoist Lu."

"This is not Su's fault."

"But you two attacked first!"

The bloodthirsty dharma image of Xue Sha Zi raised its fist.

Su Chen raised his pen as the fist came crashing down.

The punch missed.

It struck the void.

However, the two statues moved together.

The crimson hand reached out from behind Su Chen's side.

Su Chen frowned.

broken.

The Dharma form of a Void Refining cultivator is to condense all their cultivation into a phantom image.

The two attacked together.

You can dodge one, but you can't dodge two.

The bright red hand slapped Su Chen on the back.

scoff.

On the angry-scaled green robe, the layer of scales burst open from the middle.

Blood gushed from Su Chen's mouth, nostrils, and ears.

He was slammed into the ground.

Beneath the ruins, a crater ten feet deep was created.

There was a moment of silence in the pit.

"Dead?"

The Blood Demon Child's avatar lowered its head.

Those menacing eyes peered into the pit.

"It can't be that easy."

Lu Yao didn't dare to lower her hand.

A dark light shone from inside the pit.

cause and effect.

hum.

All the spiritual energy paused for a moment.

The falling pebbles were suspended in mid-air.

The movements of the two statues slowed down.

Su Chen's figure suddenly disappeared into the pit.

next moment.

He stood in the void between the two Dharma images.

He wore a blue robe with furious scales, so clean that there wasn't even a single white mark.

The pool of blood on his shirt was gone.

Su Chen raised his hand and wiped his mouth.

It was all for naught.

It works well.

The body before an incense stick burns.

At that time, the formation had not yet been broken, blood had not yet been vomited, and the blue robe had not yet been torn.

"No..."

Lu Yao's face turned pale.

"This is not the method that someone at the Void Refinement stage should use."

"This is..."

"Time and space?"

The Blood Fiend's avatar took half a step back.

That one step caused the foundations of two more streets to collapse.

He was genuinely panicked.

Faxiang was the last card he played in his life.

The fist landed, but the person is alive and well even more than before.

Then what's the point of fighting?

"You two."

Su Chen's voice was very flat.

Ping was so flat that he couldn't hear the sound of being slapped into the ground just now.

"Su said that before."

"In this battle, I will take both of your lives."

The pen spun halfway through his hand.

"The judge's stroke of the pen."

The first character, "墨" (mo), appeared between the eyebrows of the crimson-faced Buddha.

The word "kill"!

Sword energy emanated from the tip of the brush, intertwined with the purplish-black flames of heavenly tribulation.

The brow of the crimson Buddha was split.

The crack stretched downwards, cleaving the illusory figure, which was tens of miles tall, in two.

Lu Yao let out a muffled cry and fell from mid-air, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ruins.

When the Dharma form is broken, the primordial spirit suffers the backlash.

"The judge's stroke of the pen."

The second "kill" was placed on the neck of the Blood Fiend's avatar.

Those two curved corners broke off at the root.

The head of the Dharma image rolled down, and dissipated into evil energy in mid-air.

The remaining skin on Xue Shazi's half-face was also gone.

"The judge's stroke of the pen."

The third character was placed directly above the two people.

This stroke will cost you your life.

Su Chen pressed his fingertips down.

Pressed down halfway.

Stopped.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the heavens.

There was nothing in the sky where the black mist had dissipated.

Su Chen snorted coldly.

"Since you've all arrived, senior."

"Why not show yourself and have a chat?"

The third word was still hanging in mid-air.

The dark edges dripped with purplish-black fire.

"Never show up again."

Su Chen pressed his two fingers down another half inch.

"These two disciples of the senior."

"But I'm about to die by your hand."

There was silence in the sky for three breaths.

Then, he stepped out.

It didn't come out of the clouds.

They stepped directly out of that empty void.

One foot.

The foot landed.

All the spiritual energy around Su Chen collapsed to the ground.

That oppressive aura.

Su Chen had only experienced something similar once in his life.

Master Hongfu.

The realm of fusion.

But this time, it was many times more terrifying than the time when Master Hongfu was attacked.

Su Chen's knees bent down an inch.

He gritted his teeth and managed to pull that inch back.

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