The violent eruption of the self-destructing barrier’s law aura was something Qin Qingtian recognized instantly—it was a barrier detonation. Such an explosion could injure him severely, but it wasn’t enough to break him.
Despite being locked onto by the terrifying destructive barrier law, Qin Qingtian summoned the Tuo Pan Hall, ready to charge out of the barrier at any moment.
He knew that if he could withstand the first wave of the barrier’s explosion, its law would lose its lock on him, allowing him to escape.
The universe-shattering detonation of the law exploded, its vast and devastating force engulfing Qin Qingtian in a cataclysmic blast.
Far off, Meng Yuan was caught in the shockwave, but it was less than a tenth of the full force. As she frantically summoned her treasures to retreat, her heart trembled with shock, followed by dread. If she’d come alone to hunt Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu, this explosion would’ve obliterated her physical body. Without a body, where could she flee?
A sound of a treasure’s law being torn apart rang out, and Qin Qingtian’s heart sank. His worst fear had come true—his Tuo Pan Hall couldn’t withstand the cosmic barrier’s detonation and was destroyed. No, it wasn’t just the barrier. Within it, seven or eight innate treasures had detonated simultaneously.
This made Qin Qingtian realize that Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji were ruthless. Detonating so many innate treasures at once was the only reason his Tuo Pan Hall had shattered.
But because the Tuo Pan Hall absorbed most of the blast’s law aura, the remaining shockwaves only tore at his bones—an ordinary injury for someone like him.
“I swear, if I don’t kill these two ants today, I, Qin Qingtian…” His thought was cut short as another wave of terrifying destructive energy locked onto him.
His heart sank. Could these ants have set up a chain of barriers? Impossible.
He quickly realized it wasn’t a chain barrier but an explosive array. He breathed a sigh of relief. An explosive array harming him? That was a pipe dream.
But then he froze. Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji were cunning enough to make him “drink their bathwater.” Would they use such a basic tactic against him? Didn’t they know chain explosive arrays would barely affect him?
The next moment, a soul-rending chaotic law erupted.
Though it hadn’t fully detonated, Qin Qingtian felt his soul and primordial spirit trembling, his fear spiking. This was unmistakably the detonation of a Chaos Heavenly Poison Heart. Once it locked onto him, he’d have to endure its full explosion before escaping.
Could anyone survive that? Qin Qingtian abandoned concerns about his lifespan or his path to the Fifth Step. He frantically burned his Great Path Law, knowing he couldn’t let the Heavenly Poison invade him. He had to survive. Only by surviving could he continue.
Throughout his career, Qin Qingtian had faced countless dangers, but none as terrifying as this. He’d calculated everything, yet never imagined Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu could acquire the Chaos Heavenly Poison Heart from the Bai Ling Universe.
Even the Heavenly Poison Sage hadn’t taken it, knowing the cost. Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji shouldn’t have even gotten close to it, so how did they obtain it?
But now wasn’t the time for questions. As he burned his law, protective law auras surged around him, layer upon layer, desperate to block the Heavenly Poison’s invasion.
In the void, endless law ripples were torn apart. Though invisible to the eye, Qin Qingtian’s heart sank with each ripple’s destruction. The Heavenly Poison Heart was shredding his protective domains one by one, and he couldn’t break free from its explosive assault.
The Chaos Heavenly Poison Heart’s detonation finally tore through his protective law, striking his soul. In an instant, his soul and bones trembled. Qin Qingtian’s heart hit rock bottom—he knew the poison was ripping apart his soul and law foundation.
His Great Path teetered on collapse. He had no time to think about Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji. He had to escape. The moment of the Heavenly Poison Heart’s detonation was his best chance to break free.
He prayed their scheme ended here, giving him a chance to return.
Meng Yuan, ignored in the distance, had escaped the barrier’s explosion. She now understood that Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji had targeted only Qin Qingtian. If this had been aimed at her, she’d be dead several times over. Just as she relaxed, she saw Qin Qingtian break through the endless explosive laws, emerging from the chaotic aura.
Meng Yuan was inwardly awestruck. She couldn’t have escaped that. She’d felt the cosmic barrier’s detonation, the chain explosive arrays, the simultaneous innate treasure blasts, and a soul-shaking law explosion. It was a death sentence, yet Qin Qingtian had broken free.
Then, a long halberd shot toward him, its surging, tide-like momentum locking the spatial domain around him.
Meng Yuan’s heart trembled at the halberd’s killing intent, but it wasn’t over. A massive primordial energy finger extended from the void, its vast aura making her feel the universe might collapse—no, melt—under it.
Qin Qingtian snorted coldly. Being outwitted by these ants was bad enough, but now they thought divine abilities could stop him? Arrogant fools. Even gravely injured, with his Great Path on the verge of collapse, it hadn’t collapsed yet.
He raised his hand, summoning a red long saber. But before his saber’s killing law could form, fear flashed in his eyes. He’d been played again.
Lan Xiaobu’s halberd, brimming with billions of killing law waves, suddenly shifted. The killing aura vanished, replaced by endless, seemingly chaotic law ripples.
These ripples exposed his unformed saber law and made his killing aura glaringly clear, laying his cards bare for his opponent.
Lan Xiaobu’s halberd wasn’t meant to harm him but to tear apart his divine ability law and clarify his killing law, setting up that finger strike.
Qin Qingtian, furious and repeatedly outmaneuvered, had lost his calm. By the time he tried to regain it, it was too late.
Mo Wuji’s finger descended, carrying the weight of the cosmos, transforming the space into a Creation Furnace. Within it, everything—Qin Qingtian’s body, his primordial spirit—melted. Though his body was already broken and his spirit on the brink from the Heavenly Poison, they continued to dissolve under this finger.
Qin Qingtian let out a furious, tearing roar. He could’ve crushed these ants, yet now he was schemed to the edge of annihilation. When had he, Qin Qingtian, ever been so humiliated? When had anyone outwitted him like this?
He was the one who schemed others, always!
But with Lan Xiaobu’s law-tearing ripples aiding it, Mo Wuji’s Creation Finger grew eerily serene, contrasting sharply with Qin Qingtian’s rage.
The angrier Qin Qingtian became, the gentler the finger. In its Creation Furnace, no matter your past lows or highs, all melted like copper.
Qin Qingtian knew he had to make a choice, or he’d perish here.
“I’ll remember you,” he said, his furious voice suddenly calm, as if his anger had vanished. His body began to collapse, then transformed into a law that tore through all seals, carrying his poison-ravaged primordial spirit away.
He didn’t ask Meng Yuan for help, knowing she wouldn’t.
In fact, as he sacrificed his body to let his spirit escape, Meng Yuan had already fled, never considering aiding him.
“So strong…” Mo Wuji stepped down from the void, his face pale. Though it was the same Creation Finger of the Seven Realms Finger, its cost was several times higher than usual.
“Indeed, very strong. But this time, he’s truly crippled, right? I don’t believe he can recover quickly,” Lan Xiaobu chuckled, stepping down as well. With a wave, the Seven Realms Stone Qin Qingtian coveted fell into his hand and was stowed away.
The Heavenly Poison Sage approached, ashamed. “Sorry, I didn’t get a chance to act.”
He truly hadn’t. By the time he could’ve, Qin Qingtian had escaped, and he couldn’t stop him, despite his task being to block Qin Qingtian’s escape.
