Chapter 772: Danger Lurks on Every Side

"It has come after all."

Ancestor Liu Qi, standing on the giant cross, darkened his expression and muttered to himself.

At that moment, the gray-white array patterns around them all burst into dazzling light, surging forth with immensely powerful restrictive forces that enveloped the entire great hall, attempting to withstand this violent shaking.

But the force striking from outside was truly astonishing; even the restrictive power of the gray-white formation could not fully block it, and cracks immediately appeared on the walls of the great hall.

"No time left, cut the chains quickly!"

Ancestor Liu Qi shouted, his hands forming hand seals rapidly before him. A gray-white light blazed from his body, and he pointed a single hand distantly around him.

With a few "chi chi" sounds, streaks of gray-white light shot from his fingertips, vanishing in a flash into the surrounding array patterns, causing the precarious restrictions to immediately slow and stabilize once more.

But before Han Li and the others could steady themselves, with a "boom," an even more terrifying force descended upon the great hall!

This time, the great hall shook even more violently than before, and the gray-white array patterns trembled wildly, showing signs of collapsing.

Ancestor Liu Qi's body trembled, and he let out a muffled groan, as if affected by the impact.

"Boom!"

Almost without any interval, a third strike of terrifying force arrived. This time, the restrictions within the great hall could no longer hold; the gray-white array patterns collapsed with a roar, and the stone door of the hall blasted apart, revealing a large hole.

Then two figures shot out like lightning, their遁光 converging to reveal Yin Chengquan and Feng Qingshui.

Ancestor Liu Qi groaned again, his body trembling repeatedly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yet his expression remained unchanged, staring coldly at Yin Chengquan and the other.

"The Sumeru Boundary Separation Technique... I didn't expect another existence of the same realm here. Domain Lord Yin, your Nine Nether is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not to mention that Kunhou outside, now there's a Dao Ancestor here. Today has truly opened Feng's eyes." Feng Qingshui observed the scene in the hall and spoke with a raised white brow.

"Enough talk. Do as we previously agreed, or everything promised before will be void!" Yin Chengquan snorted coldly, his tone unfriendly.

Feng Qingshui smiled but did not take offense.

Although Han Li and the others had been swept away by the storm, fortunately, their physical bodies and cultivation were not weak; they only suffered some shock and were not injured. But upon hearing Feng Qingshui's words, their hearts were all startled.

"Two Dao Ancestors..." Han Li's heart sank, and his whole being felt as if it were falling.

Hu San and Shi Chuankong's expressions also turned grim instantly.

Ti Hun, however, showed little fear, clenching her fists and staring coldly at Yin Chengquan.

"Liu Qi, so all this was your scheme? You certainly chose your timing well. The Thunder Ao Chains I personally laid are not something these ants can break. I've said it before: you will never break free from here for eternity!" Yin Chengquan swept his gaze over Han Li and the others, pausing briefly on Ti Hun and Hu San, then finally resting on Ancestor Liu Qi as he spoke with a cold laugh.

Before his words faded, he immediately acted, raising his hand and punching into the void.

With Yin Chengquan's punch, Han Li felt the surrounding void suddenly expand like a balloon, and the space within the great hall swelled a hundredfold.

At that moment, Yin Chengquan's figure became towering and immense, standing as if he were a deity controlling all things in the world.

And they themselves suddenly became extremely tiny, like mere ants, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

With a "rumbling" sound, a grayish giant fist, like a thousand-zhang mountain, materialized out of thin air and smashed down toward Ancestor Liu Qi.

The surrounding void, following the fist's strike, was also drawn into distortion, pressing toward Ancestor Liu Qi.

A vast pressure emanated from the gray giant fist, weighing down on Han Li and the others.

The group felt their bodies go numb, half of their bodies instantly losing sensation. With a "pop" sound, their legs forcibly shattered the stone floor beneath them, sinking into the earth up to their knees.

Han Li groaned, his face instantly turning pale, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Hu San, Shi Chuankong, and Ti Hun, whose endurance was far inferior to Han Li's, all spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces instantly as pale as paper.

The Crab Daoist's immortal primordial stones had been exhausted again. Under this pressure, the residual golden light on his body surface was crushed and vanished like a storm, and he directly tumbled over, motionless.

"If I hadn't been wounded by the Heavenly Court's people back then, do you think you could have imprisoned me? Now that I have broken free from most of the restrictions, you won't seal me again!" Ancestor Liu Qi sneered. A gray-white light flashed on one of his front claws, transforming into a hand covered in gray-white beast fur. He reached out and grabbed the Heavenly Fox Blood-Transforming Saber, which was still cutting into the golden chains.

The Heavenly Fox Blood-Transforming Saber immediately glowed with a brilliant blood-red light, dazzling and filling the entire great hall, countless times brighter than when it was in Han Li's hands.

Ancestor Liu Qi swung his arm, and with a "rip" sound, a blood-red blade light that connected heaven and earth emerged. Wherever the blade light passed, layers of the void burst apart like fragile paper.

"The Heavenly Fox Blood-Transforming Saber!" Yin Chengquan narrowed his eyes.

The enormous blood-red blade light flickered once and crossed several dozen zhang, striking the gray giant fist.

With a thunderous "boom" that shook heaven and earth!

A blazing gray-and-red light burst forth, intertwining together.

The nearby void shook violently, and the bizarre scene that had expanded a hundredfold suddenly vanished, everything returning to its original state.

Countless white storms emerged, and within them, countless spatial cracks appeared, twisting and spreading in all directions.

Han Li and the others were unable to move, helplessly swept up by the raging storm around them, as spatial cracks spread toward them, threatening to tear them apart.

“What are you standing there for? Don’t let these people die—capture them all!” Yin Chengquan’s voice suddenly rang out.

Feng Qingshui’s eyes flickered, and without any visible movement, wisps of water-like blue radiance bloomed from his body.

The blue light was not particularly bright, yet it easily penetrated the nearby stone walls, turning the surrounding walls and ground a translucent blue, as if they had become blue jade.

The spatial cracks, enveloped by the blue light, slowed down tenfold in an instant.

Feng Qingshui raised his hand and flicked a finger. A flash of blue light appeared around Han Li and the others, and a massive blue palm suddenly materialized, grabbing down at them.

Before the giant palm arrived, a tremendous force had already crashed down, pressing onto Han Li and the others.

Their bodies were directly pinned to the ground, like flies in amber, unable to move a finger, and their immortal spiritual power could not circulate at all, as they could only watch the giant palm descend.

Han Li exerted all his strength but could not budge an inch, a rare sense of fear rising in his heart.

This was a true Dao Ancestor—the gap in strength between them was immeasurable.

The opponent was not trying to kill them now; otherwise, a single finger, or even a thought, would have been enough to annihilate their souls and extinguish their Dao.

At that moment, a cold snort came from the side, and the blood-colored blade light flared up again, with blood-colored patterns emerging on it, becoming twice as clear.

With a “pfft” sound, the gray giant fist was split in two by the blood blade.

Then, without pausing, the blood-colored blade light fiercely slashed toward Yin Chengquan’s forehead...

At the same time, the ground beside Han Li and the others suddenly exploded, and two thick fox tails emerged from underground.

One of the fox tails shot into the sky, its fine hairs standing on end, covered in countless gray-white runes, and it viciously lashed at the oncoming blue giant palm.

With a thunderous roar, the nearby void trembled violently, the blue giant palm’s light scattered, and its descent suddenly slowed.

The other fox tail wrapped around Hu San’s body like lightning, and then both tails vanished back into the ground with a whoosh, disappearing without a trace.

Han Li's expression darkened at the sight.

Both when they first entered the golden lightning pool and now, Patriarch Liu Qi did not seem to truly regard them as his own.

But this was not unreasonable; he had said before that this was merely a transaction, and he and Shi Chuankong were at best buyer and seller.

It was only due to the special circumstances; otherwise, how could a few mere Golden Immortals catch the eye of a Dao Ancestor?

Feng Qingshui, with one person rescued right under his nose, showed no change in expression. He turned his palm over slightly.

The blue giant hand blazed with light, suddenly doubling in size, then split into two identical blue giant hands.

One hand continued to grab at Han Li and the others, while the other blurred and sank into the ground.

But just as the blue hand was within ten zhang of Han Li and the others, another change occurred!

Shi Chuankong's body trembled, and a brilliant silver light burst forth from him, revealing a silver pipa—the Luozha Pipa.

The Luozha Pipa spun rapidly, emitting thousands of silver rays that held back the blue giant hand.

At that moment, the pipa, as if plucked, rang out with a twang, and silver musical notes shot out swiftly into the surrounding void.

With a rumble, the void suddenly split open, revealing a spatial passage that was deep and dark, leading to an unknown destination.

An indescribable, immense suction force swept out from within, enveloping Shi Chuankong, Han Li, and the others, pulling them toward the passage.

The pressure on Han Li and the others suddenly vanished, and their bodies and immortal power circulation instantly returned to normal. Joy appeared on their faces.

"No! Stop them! Kill or capture, no matter what!" Yin Chengquan, who was locked in battle with Liu Qi, suddenly shouted upon seeing this.

"You're asking for death!" Feng Qingshui was clearly enraged. He formed hand seals and waved his hands forcefully to the left and right.

Boom!

The nearby void trembled violently, crackling and exploding. Countless substantial blue lights shot out rapidly, like a heavenly river breaking, flooding out, instantly engulfing the entire void.

The spatial passage was also submerged by the endless blue light and suddenly froze.

Around Han Li and the others, a vast, immense force suddenly emerged, pressing in from all directions, and their bodies abruptly halted at the entrance of the passage.

No matter how the suction within the passage pulled, their bodies hung motionless in midair, just one step away from flying in.