Inside the main hall.
The Red-Clothed Woman knelt on the ground.
Her body was in the shape of a treasure vase.
Her hands were raised high, holding up the divine shrine.
The statue within the divine shrine had a dark, wriggling face, as if it had come alive.
Two crimson lights shot out from its scarlet eyes, aimed directly at Fang Xin's image in the water bowl.
Its mouth, full of fangs, opened.
It sucked at the water bowl.
Fang Xin's image in the water bowl seemed to be stripped away, sucked into the statue's mouth.
At this moment, Fang Xin felt his body being emptied.
His entire world was left with only the sound of ringing in his ears, almost completely cut off from the outside.
Besides that, everything before his eyes was pitch black; he felt as if he was in a world full of darkness with no end.
At first, a force tied around his neck.
It wanted to hang him and drag him to another unknown place.
But soon, an ineffable force came, trying to twist him into a pretzel.
Fang Xin's anger was ignited.
His fury gradually surged, and his killing intent also began to skyrocket.
Whether it was an illusion or not, as the intense killing intent churned, the dark space was filled with booming sounds.
Fang Xin wanted to speak, but his mouth wouldn't open, just like in a nightmare; he was completely conscious, but couldn't utter a word.
Anger churned in his chest, and his killing intent was like a spark thrown into kindling, spreading at an exponential rate.
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
As Fang Xin's killing intent surged.
He vaguely felt a voice calling to him.
It was as if a terrifying power beyond his control within him was about to awaken.
This power made Fang Xin's killing intent grow even stronger.
In the darkness.
Suddenly, two red lights appeared again.
They looked like the two eyes of a monster.
Immediately after.
A figure gradually materialized.
Looking closely.
It was a strange, entirely black existence.
It had many arms.
From the two eyes on its pitch-black head, a chilling expression burst forth.
Besides that, one could see four more slits above and below its eyes, as if there were four more unopened eyes.
The monster-like deity's crimson eyes stared at Fang Xin, making Fang Xin's expression become dazed.
As the opponent's gaping maw opened.
Fang Xin only felt a suction force, and he involuntarily flew towards the opponent.
His body was uncontrollable, which made Fang Xin furious; the voice constantly calling in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and the terrifying aura within him was slowly awakening, like a terrifying primordial beast, releasing an aura that made people tremble.
Bai Mao Zai saw Fang Xin's face gradually turn pale, and the phantom of his soul appeared on his body, slowly converging towards his glabella, as if a suction force was devouring Fang Xin's soul.
"Old Master Fang! Someone wants to kill your eldest grandson!"
Bai Mao Zai bared his teeth and smiled, gently patting Fang Xin's glabella, then raising his hand to pinch and pull at Fang Xin's glabella, while his other hand drew a circle in mid-air.
The void melted into an almost transparent hole, at the end of which was an opened space.
A small spatial sphere floated in that space.
The moment the spatial passage opened, the small spatial sphere trembled violently.
A few seconds later.
One could see that the other side of the opened space was directly and forcefully pierced through by a power.
Those with lower realms couldn't see anything, while those with slightly higher realms could only vaguely see a dark place, with a figure vaguely visible sitting there.
Hua Cheng craned his neck and looked closely, "Holy crap! I thought only space-type talents could open void passages, but Old Master Fang's talent can also open spatial passages? This is too strong!"
Bai Mao Zai smiled and stepped aside, "Old Master, do you have the energy to manage it?"
Old Master Fang's snickering laughter came from within, "You white-haired brat, your little schemes are clanging loud and clear. While pretending to help my grandson, you also want to see where I am, don't you?"
Bai Mao Zai showed an innocent smile, clearly having been seen through by Fang Qingdi, "Then are you going to save your eldest grandson or not?"
"I only have three minutes of rest time! Save him if you can, if not, find Old Ye!"
As he spoke, Fang Qingdi saw Fang Xin's appearance and couldn't help but let out a cold snort, uttering three words: "Nili Hall!"
Fang Qingdi raised his hand and pointed at the void.
A sharp sonic boom echoed.
A wisp of clear energy was seen entering Fang Xin's glabella.
At this moment, Fang Xin was still in a complete darkness.
The suction force grew stronger and stronger.
Fang Xin, beyond his control, flew towards the mouth of that monstrous deity.
Suddenly.
The darkness was directly pierced by a force.
Light shone in from that spot.
The entirely black deity let out a strange, sharp sound from its mouth.
Its chest was directly pierced with a fist-sized hole, and the deity's body was so thoroughly pierced that it was almost blurred.
Inside the main hall.
The divine shrine held by the Red-Clothed Woman let out a 'crack' sound.
Visibly, a small pit appeared on the chest of the statue in the divine shrine.
A roar came from the statue's mouth.
A suction force suddenly emanated.
The Red-Clothed Woman instantly transformed from a young, beautiful woman into an old hag with white hair.
And the lives of the other people in the ruins of the main hall were also drained, each of them aging considerably.
Everyone was in a panic, not expecting that merely wanting to kill Fang Xin would enrage the Great Divine Lord so much.
This Fang Xin was truly too difficult to kill.
Fang Xin couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the pierced black deity.
This familiar talent.
Who else could it be but his grandfather?
He had thought that the entirely black deity, once pierced, would dissipate.
And he would be free.
But he didn't expect.
The figure of that deity actually re-condensed, and the hole on its body also healed, and at this moment, the opponent's body became even more solid.
Not only that.
This time, all six eyes on the pitch-black deity's face opened simultaneously.
The six eyes stared at Fang Xin, giving one a dizzying sensation at first glance.
The black deity's six crimson eyes burst forth with terrifying light.
It looked at Fang Xin as if he were prey already at its mouth.
This feeling made Fang Xin's anger flare up again.
His killing intent had reached an ineffable degree.
The terrifying power within him stirred restlessly, seeming to be on the verge of breaking free from its confines.
Bai Mao Zai saw Fang Xin's soul return to his body and thought he was fine, but unexpectedly, the next second, Fang Xin's soul converged towards his glabella at a faster speed than before.
At the other end of the long spatial passage, Fang Qingdi abruptly stood up, his eyes filled with unprecedented rage.
"Seeking death!"
The Red-Clothed Woman in the main hall trembled slightly at this moment; it wasn't her trembling, but the divine shrine she held high in her hands that was trembling.
All six eyes of the black statue in the divine shrine opened.
A crazed smile appeared on the Red-Clothed Woman's wrinkled face.
In the darkness.
Fang Xin looked at the entirely black deity.
He was already at the deity's mouth.
And Fang Xin's own killing intent finally reached a critical point.
A dull, vibrating sound suddenly erupted in the dark world.
Fang Xin was about to fly into the black deity's mouth.
But his body was dragged back by a force.
Behind Fang Xin.
A tall throne slowly condensed.
The King of Slaughter sat askew on the throne.
Propping his chin with one hand.
"You even dare to swallow this King?"
