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An ice-cold voice filled with killing intent echoed throughout the world. It was like a bone-chilling wind from Extreme North Land, causing all the experts present to tremble slightly in their hearts.

Just as everyone was in a daze, Han Yitian suddenly exclaimed: "Lil 'Ye, come back quickly!"

Swish!

With that said, a petite figure flew into the sky like a porcelain doll, quickly rushing towards the Spatial Channel and disappearing right after the youth.

Nannan's sudden action caught Han Yitian by surprise. Looking at the Spatial Channel who no longer had a trace of his shadow, Shen Jiuyou and Han Wudi both frowned. Gu Shentan was even more anxious, but he did not know what to do for a moment.

"What a bunch of idiots! Hurry up and chase them!"

Putting aside the fact that he had to pay the price to bring Slave Cultivator Youth back to the Spatial Channel, the most important thing was that Slave Cultivator was someone that he had to pay with his name as the creator of the Cang Clan. If he did not bring Slave Cultivator Youth back with him to the Cang Clan, he would probably miss out on his greatest opportunity.

At this time, the experts from all sides finally regained their senses, and bellowed at the same time. They completely broke through Han Wudi's spatial shackles, and rushed at the Spatial Channel.

As for Ye Hao, it could be said that all kinds of cultivators were determined to obtain him. After all, the favor promised by Cangzu was the longest Green Cloud Stairway in the world. It was enough to revitalize an area and protect an entire tribe for ten thousand years.

There was another point, which was that the last sentence the youth said before he left, caused many people to feel a bit depressed.

Logically speaking, all of these experts were old freaks who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. After so many years, all sorts of threats were common, but this time, they all felt vaguely uneasy.

Although he came from a power in the Slave Cultivator and his foundation was not worth mentioning, what made everyone uneasy was that this youth was also a demon that was stronger than the sword wielding sect at the moment. If they were to allow him to truly mature, then not only would he not be able to overturn an entire region's dao, he would also bring about endless trouble in the future.

When they thought about that, killing intent flashed in the eyes of all the experts present, and their speed increased yet again. However, just as everyone was about to rush into the Spatial Channel, a mysterious and terrifying Spiritual Seal appeared out of nowhere.

"Sun Moon Smelting Formation, rise!"

In the sky, Shen Jiuyou's entire body was filled with the flames of the Great Dao. He was like a burning star, dazzling to the extreme.

Rumble rumble rumble!

At the same time, the air began to rumble violently. A dazzling great sun and a cold moon, seemingly formed from the most fundamental laws of the Great Dao, broke through space and gradually rose into the sky.

"This is …" Spiritual Array?! "

"The might of Formation Emperor!"

"Dammit, let's go!"

"..."

Inside the barrier, the terrifyingly high temperature caused the air to appear as though it was going to melt. Strangely, the places where the cold moon fell on the ground were still filled with an extremely biting cold aura, and the ten or so Celestial Phenomenon Stage experts couldn't dodge in time, and instantly turned into ice sculptures, before shattering into fine powder.

Forget about the others, even Venerable Cangkun, who was inside the Spiritual Array, had an unprecedented look of fear and trepidation on his face. The Formation Emperor Realm already exceeded the average level of a Spiritual Array Master;

"Venerable Cangkun, help!"

In the formation that was intertwined with cold and scorching heat, every single expert was screaming in pain and grief. In the span of a few breaths, they had suffered severe casualties, and there were even five Peak of Carefree experts who didn't even have the time to make a sound before they turned into ashes.

The Spiritual Array of the First-grade Rank had truly touched the Paramount Stage. Let alone Carefree Stage Warriors, even Venerable Cangkun who had stepped into the Quasi-emperor Realm was overwhelmed with anxiety.

"You are only half a step into the Formation Emperor, how can you set up the true Paramount Level and Spiritual Array? Not to mention killing the true self! " Venerable Cangkun shouted with a sinister look on his face, and activated the broken Nature's Mystery Dish to frantically attack the Spiritual Array.

Indeed, even though Shen Jiuyou had ascended to the highest level, and stepped into the realm of half a step into the Formation Emperor, he still had not stepped past the most important half a step. With his current realm, even if he forcefully set up the Paramount Level, it would merely hasten his own decline, and he would not be able to completely arrange the Spiritual Array.

After all, if it was a true Paramount Level Spiritual Array, let alone a few strong practitioners, even Venerable Cangkun who had stepped into the Quasi-emperor would probably turn into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Of course, Shen Jiuyou did not take action this time to kill Venerable Cangkun, after trapping everyone in the Spiritual Array, his originally bright and resplendent figure quickly dimmed, but it was as if he could not feel his own decline, and without even looking at the scene, he appeared beside the Spatial Channel, staring at the pitch black Spatial Channel with his deep eyes, he waved his sleeves, and instantly, the bottomless Spatial Channel crumbled like a city wall, and disappeared without a trace.

"Stop! "Damn it!"1

This scene caused Venerable Cangkun's eyes to crack. The Spatial Channel had undergone endless changes, other than the person who set it up himself, even Zhi Zun was unable to determine where the other one would lead to.

With the disappearance of the Spatial Channel and the vastness of the world, Slave Cultivator Youth could truly be said to be a dragon returning to the ocean, so it was hard to find him.

"You deserve to die!"

Venerable Cangkun's expression was crazed. As he let out an angry roar, an ancient lampstand that seemed to be formed from soul light and exuded an incomparably mysterious and terrifying aura suddenly appeared from within his body.

Boom!

Following the appearance of this ancient lampstand, the aura on Venerable Cangkun's body increased exponentially, and the majestic Storm of Power started to spread violently.

"This... Could it be a Paramount Soul Lamp?! "

The experts from all around had a drastic change in expression as their gazes were overwhelmed with shock. Even Han Wudi and Shen Jiuyou's pupils constricted slightly as they stared fixedly at the mysterious lampstand that was filled with the aura of a great Dao but did not ignite it …

The Paramount Soul Lamp s, it was said that cultivators who wished to step into the Paramount Stage were inextricably linked to it, but as for what kind of secrets they held, other than those who had risen to the Sovereign Realm before, no one else was able to find out.

"Open for me!"

While everyone was overwhelmed with shock, Venerable Cangkun had already shouted loudly. The ancient lamp floating above his head erupted with a mystical and terrifying fluctuation, and actually directly tore apart the Spiritual Array barrier.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The heaven and earth rumbled, and the terrifying energy surged and spread everywhere. Since the Spiritual Array was broken, Shen Jiuyou could not help but grunt, and his illusionary figure became even dimmer, as if he would completely disappear in the next moment.

Swish!

Venerable Cangkun appeared above the Soul Lamp floating, and it seemed like there was a slight crack on its surface from the force of the Spiritual Array, causing his expression to become even more unsightly, as though flames were about to shoot out of his eyes.

"Hahaha, the Soul Lamp was injured. Then the last half step, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it in your entire life."

Shen Jiuyou laughed in ridicule, his face full of ridicule.

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