CHAPTER 181: CHAPTER 181: THE DISABLED GUARDIAN

"Tribulation Stage!"

Feeling the terrifying and imposing momentum, the Thousand Tomb Sect Leader, the Immortal Sword Sect Leader, and others simultaneously exclaimed, a strong sense of fear welling up in their hearts.

"A Tribulation Stage expert!" the Netherworld King frowned deeply, whispering to himself, "I’ve already sent the message back to the association, but it hasn’t sent any experts yet. Could it be related to him?"

"Tribulation Stage!" The Three-headed Demon Wolf trembled, immobilized by the terrifying pressure as if pinned down by something.

"Whoosh!"

"Buzz buzz!"

In the void above, a terrifyingly massive white energy beam suddenly descended, shaking and collapsing the surrounding space.

"Boom!"

"Roar!"

In an instant, the terrifying energy beam fiercely struck the back of the Three-headed Demon Wolf. With a loud explosion, the Demon Wolf cried out in agony as the dreadful power sent it crashing into the mountains below.

The extraordinarily terrifying power spread madly, causing mountain peaks to collapse one after another wherever it passed.

Within the mountain range, the terrifying power blasted out a shocking giant pit.

The Three-headed Demon Wolf, covered in blood, lay unconscious in the pit.

As strong as the Three-headed Demon Wolf was, it was nothing more than an ant before a Tribulation Stage expert.

High above the sky.

A white energy vortex appeared, and a person slowly emerged from it.

The newcomer was a man in a white robe.

An incomparable and terrifying aura emanated from him, akin to a deity.

This person was indeed a Tribulation Stage expert.

At this moment

there was a deathly silence among the crowd.

Everyone felt as if they had fallen into hell, the deep-seated fear making it hard to breathe, their hearts almost ceasing to beat.

That fear, originating from the depths of their souls, made it impossible for anyone to resist.

"Greetings, Tattered Guardian!" the three Late Stage of Divinity Transformation experts said respectfully.

The three, trapped by the Netherworld King’s energy chains, could not salute properly.

The piercing gaze swept over the Netherworld King, followed by a cold snort. The terrifying pressure forcibly shattered the energy chains, causing the Netherworld King to cough up blood.

Freed from their binds, the three hurriedly cupped their fists respectfully, saying, "Thank you, Tattered Guardian."

The Tattered Guardian said indifferently, "It’s unexpected that the Ancient God Mountain Commerce Association would act for the Ancient Divine Sect."

"Indeed worthy of a Tribulation Stage!" the Netherworld King mused, "The pinnacle of the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation is just a step away from the early stage of crossing tribulation, yet the difference in power is worlds apart."

"Gulp..."

Seeing this terrifying scene, everyone couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, their faces pale as paper.

"A Tribulation Stage expert..." The Thousand Tomb Sect Leader’s eyes flashed with despair, a strong sense of helplessness rising in his heart.

The Thousand Tomb Sect Leader hadn’t anticipated that the emergence of the Heaven and Earth Immortal Spirit Pill would so quickly attract a Tribulation Stage expert.

"We’re simply not opponents; in the face of a Tribulation Stage expert, we’re not even ants. It’s all over now," Celestial Monarch Xing said in despair, seeing no hope at all.

"Ha, we thought the Three-headed Demon Wolf could help us turn the tide, but we didn’t expect another Tribulation Stage expert," the Immortal Sword Sect Leader shook his head with a bitter smile.

"It seems the Ancient Divine Sect cannot escape this calamity today. I told you not to get involved, but you wouldn’t listen," Ling Qiushui’s pale, delicate face showed a touch of hopeless humor.

Shangguan Yanran weakly smiled, "Isn’t it nice to die together?"

At this moment, everyone had lost the will to fight.

"Give up resisting; even if we gave everything, we are not opponents of the Tribulation Stage."

"Today, we probably all have to die, and the Ancient Divine Sect can’t be saved."

"I haven’t even broken through the Nascent Soul Stage yet, dying like this is really unsatisfactory."

The disciples of the Ancient Divine Sect were full of despair, their eyes resigned to fate.

Who among them could contend with such terrifying experts?

The Ancient God Mountain Commerce Association had been long overdue in sending reinforcements; who else could save them?

And who would be foolish enough to send themselves to death?

The Tattered Guardian’s sharp gaze shifted to the Thousand Tombs crowd, coldly saying, "Obediently hand over the Refining Technique, and there won’t be any trouble. Must you seek death?"

The Thousand Tomb Sect Leader had already abandoned resistance, unafraid of life or death, smiling as he retorted, "If it were you, would you be willing to hand it over?"

"No, I wouldn’t," the Tattered Guardian replied coldly. "But unfortunately, the Ancient Divine Sect is too weak. Some things can only be held by the strong; the weak are not fit to possess them."

"As the leader of a sect, you should understand the law of the jungle. Hand over the Refining Technique, and I’ll spare your lives. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to raze the Ancient Divine Sect to the ground."

Celestial Monarch Xing forced a weak smile, "At this point, do you think we care about any of that? The Heaven and Earth Immortal Spirit Pill is our Ancient Divine Sect’s treasure. We will never hand it over, even if it costs us our lives."

"You’ve been given a chance to live, yet you don’t cherish it," the Tattered Guardian sneered. "Do you really think that not handing it over leaves me powerless?"

As he finished speaking.

The Tattered Guardian made a grabbing motion through the air, and the heavily injured Ling Qiushui was suddenly pulled up into the sky before she could react.

"No! Qiushui!" Shangguan Yanran was extremely panicked, trying to grasp Ling Qiushui but was too late.

"Junior Sister!" The faces of Celestial Monarch Xing and several others changed drastically.

"Aunt Qiushui!" Zuo Qingyang and the other disciples cried out in panic, full of worry.

In the blink of an eye.

Ling Qiushui was already in front of the Tattered Guardian.

The Tattered Guardian looked at Ling Qiushui, coldly and arrogantly, "I heard the Heaven and Earth Immortal Spirit Pill was developed by you. If you’re willing to hand over the Refining Technique, I will spare your life."

"Dream on," Ling Qiushui responded coldly.

The Tattered Guardian glanced at the Thousand Tombs crowd, sneering, "If she doesn’t want to speak, surely one of you will be willing to."

Ling Qiushui shouted coldly, "Anyone who dares to speak will be my enemy!"

"Oh? Is that so?" the Tattered Guardian sneered. "I suddenly feel like seeing if there’s really no one willing to talk."

As he spoke, the Tattered Guardian conjured an Energy Blade, aiming it at Ling Qiushui’s brow.

The faces of the Thousand Tomb Sect Leader and Celestial Monarch Xing’s elders contorted with extreme anger.

The Netherworld King couldn’t help but mock, "A dignified Tribulation Stage expert abducting a weak woman, you really have some nerve, not much of a man."

"Do you have a death wish?" the Tattered Guardian’s fierce gaze swept towards the Netherworld King.

The Thousand Tomb Sect Leader quickly cupped his fists towards the Netherworld King, saying, "Thank you for your help, Netherworld King. But alas, fate dooms our Ancient Divine Sect, and we are powerless. However, this matter does not concern the Netherworld King. You may leave on your own; I believe they wouldn’t dare offend the association."

"Since I’ve promised the Great Elder to protect your Ancient Divine Sect, I won’t go back on my word," the Netherworld King spoke, showing no retreat even in the face of a Tribulation Stage expert.

But just as the Netherworld King’s words fell.

A tremendously terrifying pressure pressed down on him, immobilizing him.

"Won’t go back on your word?" the Tattered Guardian sneered. "With your little peak of the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation, what do you have to say you won’t go back on your word? In front of this Guardian, do you dare?"

The Netherworld King fearlessly replied, "At least I won’t target weak women."

The Tattered Guardian was infuriated, fiercely retorting, "Do you really think this Guardian dares not to kill you?"

"Try killing one," a cold, indifferent chuckle suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth.