Supreme Emptiness

Gulp—

Jiang Fan swallowed gently.

He already knew what this was?

Hell Beast!

That Hell Beast that had been sealed for at least a cycle of sixty years, breaking through the seal!!!

It was actually lurking beneath the mountain of the Spirit Beast Sect!

"Run quickly!"

It was the red-robed elder who shouted out this command.

The overwhelming ferocity emanating from that claw made his heart pound with fear!

The group of disciples had just packed up the grave soil, loading it into a space storage device.

Hearing the commotion, they turned their heads to see the giant beast already closing in.

They were so terrified that their hair stood on end.

"I'll hold the grave soil!"

Among them, a person in a gray robe, obviously a direct disciple of the red-robed elder.

His words carried great weight.

As he spoke, the space storage device was handed to him.

Ten black-robed people, plus two insiders from the Spirit Beast Sect, ran out with their scalps tingling.

The red-robed elder was extremely vigilant.

Retreating towards the exit, he clasped his fists and said, "Your Excellency, we mean no disturbance."

"We'll retreat immediately, please forgive us."

Such a powerful beast, even though it hadn't transformed, its spiritual wisdom was extremely high.

Even if it couldn't understand the human clan's language, it should be able to see his goodwill.

The other party should weigh this up…

The thought was still in his mind.

A gigantic black claw that covered the sky pierced through the space, viciously grabbing at the red-robed elder.

In the darkness.

Those blood-moon-like eyes exuded contempt.

The red-robed elder's face sank, exclaiming in shock and anger:

"Since you don't appreciate manners, don't blame this old man for moving from warning to attack!"

"Heavenward Flames!"

He clapped his hands, spewing terrifying flames from his palms, forming two fiery streams.

One met the attacking claw, while the other shot towards the beast's eyes.

The moment the flames appeared, the entire underground space expanded rapidly.

Even from a hundred yards away, everyone felt their skin burning, their clothes about to ignite spontaneously.

The power of the attack was stronger than the Flame Jade Talisman Jiang Fan used earlier by twofold.

However.

Jiang Fan, everyone present, and even the red-robed elder himself were shocked.

The giant beast had no intention to dodge at all.

The giant claw lightly patted down, pressing the fire beams into the ground and extinguishing them.

Just like swatting a firefly.

The beam directed at the bloody moon eyes, it didn't dodge either.

It just blinked.

The fiery beam hitting the thin eyelid was like an ordinary flame hitting a steel plate, turning into sparks and scattering everywhere.

"Hiss!"

The red-robed elder gasped.

A chill shot up from his feet, piercing through to the top of his skull.

"What kind of creature is this?"

His frail body shivered.

He immediately realized that he was not even on the same level as the ferocious creature before him.

Without another word.

He fled in a flash.

Jiang Fan and the others ran even faster.

When the red-robed elder took action, Jiang Fan already knew the situation would be like this.

So he ran away early.

By now, they had already passed through the broken wall, entering the space of Earth Phoenix Grass Juice.

"Don't get hit."

Jiang Fan reminded, letting Ren Guhong and Wu Manyue walk along the sides of the space.

Never get close to the center, to avoid being affected.

Roar—

But just as Jiang Fan ran out of the gap.

The ground shook.

The Hell Beast slammed a claw onto the earth.

A black gleam, centered on its claw, radiated in all directions.

The rushing crowd.

Suddenly felt their footing sink, as if stepped into mud.

Their movements abruptly slowed.

And it became increasingly difficult.

After three breaths, it was like they were mired in a swamp, every step incredibly hard.

Even the red-robed elder was affected.

Fortunately, he stood suspended in the air just in time, avoiding the black gleam on the ground.

His pupils shrank, he spoke in a trembling voice, "Wild Beast Domain!"

"This… this is a Hell Beast's ultimate skill!"

He looked to the giant beast slowly walking through the darkness.

His heart was pounding up to his throat.

"We disguised as Hell Beasts, yet we did so right in front of a real one!!!"

"Of course!"

"The Hell Beast just came out of seclusion, it's at its weakest, needing a huge replenishment."

"Nothing attracts it more than the remains of the Great Sage!"

The adage proved true.

Pretending to be a ghost at midnight met a true ghost!

He was utterly terrified.

Without thinking, he leaped over the heads of the disciples, rushing toward the broken wall.

"Master!"

"Carefree Master!"

The people stuck in the quagmire watched helplessly as Carefree Master abandoned them.

They screamed in panicked high-pitched voices.

Crunch—

And it was at this very moment.

The Hell Beast approached.

Its massive claw effortlessly pressed down.

A disciple at the Ninth Layer of Core Formation was crushed like a small watermelon.

Blood mixed with flesh splattered over the surrounding disciples.

This frightened them even more, making them attempts to escape more frantic, yet arduously slow.

Crunch—

Another disciple was crushed.

The Hell Beast's eyes showed a hint of a cruel smile.

It seemed to treat them as mere toys, not even interested in eating them.

Witnessing this, Carefree Master turned back, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.

He shouted, "Beast!"

With gritted teeth, he painfully took out a primitive broken spear.

It retained faint traces of spiritual artifact power.

"Go!"

With a powerful throw, the broken spear turned into a black shadow, striking toward the Hell Beast.

In its mocking blood moon eyes, a hint of fear appeared.

It raised its incomparably tough claw to block in front of itself.

Clang.

Sparks flew as the claw was hit.

Without the slightest scratch.

Carefree Master was greatly shocked.

But, it was this strike that disrupted the Hell Beast's continued use of the Wild Beast Domain.

The black gleam on the ground receded.

Disciples regained their freedom.

"Go quickly!"

"Don't stop!"

"I'll hold it back for a moment."

Carefree Master said in a low shout.

Once more, he took out several broken spiritual artifacts.

These disciples carried the sect's mission, accompanying him on this journey.

Among them were several of his direct disciples.

If all were to perish in the mouth of the Hell Beast,

he would be the sinner of the Divine Movement Sect, unable to account to the sect.

Even more, he couldn't account to himself for the years spent cultivating disciples.

Just needing to hold back briefly, really.

If necessary, there was always time to abandon the disciples.

Thinking this,

he immediately threw out the series of broken spiritual artifacts.

To his delight, the Hell Beast was indeed weakened.

It was very wary of spiritual artifact power.

For a moment, it unexpectedly halted its steps.

Seizing this opportunity,

the disciples ran past him, overjoyed.

The disciple holding the space storage ring said, "Master, be careful!"

Carefree Master said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Go quickly!"

"And when you're up there, swiftly check if there are survivors."

"We mustn't let anyone know it was us from the Divine Movement Sect!"

If word got out that it was the Divine Movement Sect who disturbed the Great Sage's tomb,

that would invite trouble demanding benefit.

How would the Divine Movement Sect respond?

Claim they only acquired a few strands of hair?

Even they wouldn't believe such a lie.

Let alone outsiders?

By then, without treasures to show, they'd fall into even greater trouble.

So, the Spirit Beast Sect's people must all be killed, not a single one left!

"Disciple understands!"

He replied firmly, then decisively brushed past.

Carefree Master's heart was greatly comforted.

Chang Zeyun was his eldest disciple, steady and competent in action, most trustworthy.

With him handling this matter, there was no need to worry.

Pffft—

Suddenly.

A muffled sound came from behind.

Carefree Master turned his head.

Chang Zeyun's head flew up.

On his shoulder, at some unknown time, there was a cute little seed.

The little grain on top grinned, biting firmly into his neck.

Paralyzing his body.

The head was severed by someone taking the chance.

Soon after, something in the air grabbed the head, making it disappear.

An icy voice, cold and clear, resonated at that moment.

"Indeed, no one will know it was the Divine Movement Sect."

"Because you all must die!"