Chapter 266: Chapter 248: Did you hear it? The sound of death
As Chen Zhixing completely walked out of the grand hall, golden sunlight scattered across his body.
The entire area outside the grand hall instantly plunged into eerie silence.
The smiles of the remarkable talents froze on their faces, each pair of eyes wide in disbelief.
The gentle mountain breeze stirred Chen Zhixing’s clothes.
"I heard someone wants to seize my Immortal Martial Order?"
Chen Zhixing’s expression remained calm as he looked at the group of prodigies.
"Rumors! Those are just rumors!"
"Who said that? It certainly wasn’t me!"
"Who dares to steal the Third Young Master’s belongings? They’d make an enemy of me, Zhan Hu!"
In an instant, the prodigies shared a common enemy, speaking up in unison.
"Oh, really?"
Chen Zhixing raised an eyebrow.
"Of course!"
"Whoever has the audacity to take the Third Young Master’s possessions will find me irreconcilably hostile with them!"
The smiles of charm gathered on the faces of the prodigies from various sects.
The reputation of a person casts a shadow.
Chen Zhixing’s strength was evident to all.
No one would be foolish enough to confront such a top-notch figure just after entering the small world!
However, some with pride and high spirits refused to compromise, silently observing Chen Zhixing, their eyes continually flickering.
"Third Young Master, this is just a misunderstanding. If there’s nothing else, we’ll take our leave first."
While plastering smiles on their faces, the prodigies stared intently at Chen Zhixing, gradually moving backward.
Chen Zhixing merely stood still, silent, his face betraying no emotion.
Until Chen Zhixing became distant, his figure transforming into a small dot.
Only then did the group of prodigies breathe a sigh of relief.
"Zhan Hu, what do we do now? We finally encountered an Immortal Martial Order, should we just give it up?"
A prodigy in purple clothes lowered his voice.
The one addressed, his smile of flattery gradually receding, replaced by an uncertain grimness.
"For a small character to challenge the great, to defeat the strong with the weak, one must learn to borrow force!"
The lean youth known as Zhan Hu revealed a shrewd glint in his eyes, saying slowly:
"Find Ye Liancheng and the others, and inform them of this so that they can deal with Chen Zhixing."
"When two tigers fight, there will inevitably be a gap! Perhaps during the chaos, we can seize the Immortal Martial Order!"
"Even at worst, we could curry favor with Ye Liancheng and the others. Once this competition ends, the Sikong family will surely reward us!"
"All in all, we might make a small profit but will definitely not lose!"
Upon hearing this.
The purple-clothed prodigy immediately saw the light: "Brother Zhan Hu, how brilliant!"
The lean youth smiled slightly, tapping his temple with his forefinger: "In this world, you’ve got to rely on brains."
Just as the two were conversing and the rest of the prodigies harbored their thoughts.
"Did I allow you to leave?"
A low voice suddenly exploded in their ears.
"Not good!"
In an instant, the faces of the prodigies changed, and they suddenly looked up at the distant Chen Zhixing.
"Run!!!"
Without hesitation, the prodigies immediately launched their escape lights, shooting off in different directions to flee.
In front of the grand hall.
Chen Zhixing looked at the prodigies fleeing in all directions, the black hair behind him rising as if caught in a storm, and around him, gravel, dirt, leaves, and grass were all drawn upward like being pulled by gravity, encircling Chen Zhixing and slowly ascending.
He extended his right hand forward, spread his five fingers, and unemotionally spoke four words:
"Myriad Phenomena Celestial Attraction!"
Boom——!!!
A massive gravitational force burst forth from Chen Zhixing’s palm in an instant!
In a flash, the retreating figures of the prodigies immediately halted!
Though they maintained their fleeing postures, their entire beings began to retreat backward, converging towards Chen Zhixing!
"What’s this...?!"
"What do we do?!"
In an instant, the prodigies looked at each other in horror, feeling chills run down their spines.
In the next moment.
They found themselves back in front of Chen Zhixing with just a blink.
"Thir... Third Young Master, do you... have anything to say to us?"
The lean youth Zhan Hu, suppressing his inner fear, forced a smile onto his face, trying to act nonchalant and talk his way out of the situation.
Before he could finish a sentence.
"Shh."
Chen Zhixing placed a finger to his lips, signaling silence.
The prodigies paused, looking at Chen Zhixing with confused and bewildered expressions.
"Did you hear it?"
The black hair behind Chen Zhixing continued to whip wildly in the air as his left eye transformed into a gray void, gazing at the prodigies, he whispered with a smile:
"That’s the... sound of death."
Boom!!!
An extreme aura of death burst forth from Chen Zhixing’s left eye, spreading out like the waters of the Nine Netherworld, engulfing all the prodigies!
Wherever the aura of death touched, everything decayed and withered!
In this land, the budding flowers, the fish swimming in streams, the trees swaying in the wind, and so forth.
All wilted at a visible speed!
All vitality was stripped away, withering to nothing, transforming into the Land of Ruins!
In the brief touch of death, the prodigies began to decay rapidly at a visible pace.
Their hair swiftly turned gray like withered grass, their skin shriveled and clung to their bones, wrinkles spread densely across their eyes and foreheads.
In just over ten seconds, they had gone from being vigorous talents full of vitality to resembling flickering old men.
Waves of decay and rot emanated from their bodies.
"Damn it! My life force is being drained!"
"Not good!"
"Divine Skill: Rejuvenation Skill!!"
"What kind of technique is this?!"
Some prodigies exclaimed in horror, their voices hoarse and aged, lacking any strength, turning into barely audible whispers.
Others attempted to use their Divine Techniques to resist this bizarre aura of death.
However.
Nothing worked, absolutely nothing.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
The extreme aura of death ignored all barriers, continuing to strip away all their vitality and essence!
Their skin and flesh began to dissolve, their Spiritual Souls withered, and in mere moments, they collapsed to the ground, reduced to piles of lustreless white bones!
Poom——!
The devastating aura of death rose from the bones, like a sword satiated with fresh blood, transforming into a vibrant emerald green, rushing into Chen Zhixing’s right eye.
That was... life force!
As the energy of life entered, a bewitching and sickly flush rapidly spread on both sides of Chen Zhixing’s cheeks, making him look more enchanting and demonic.
His life force grew even stronger!
Life and death, what is life and death?
It is bestowing death and decay upon others, converting it into one’s life force and years, building a throne of bones solely belonging to Chen Zhixing!
In the next moment.
Chen Zhixing closed then reopened his eyes, with the gray and azure of his eyes disappearing, returning to a clear and deep state.
Swoosh!
With a gentle wave of his right hand, the dozen corpses floated up automatically, forming a terrifying mound of bones in front of the black grand hall!
Chen Zhixing turned around, without any expression, and walked back into the grand hall.
...
...
At the same time.
Outside the Immortal Suspended Mountain.
Numerous cultivators from all over were looking up quietly at the Profound Light Mirror, observing the scenes transmitted from the small world.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Boom——!!!
The entire area outside the Immortal Suspended Mountain erupted into an uproar, thoroughly boiling over!