Though he wished to save these young cultivators, the tall, gaunt man in black robes was ultimately just an artifact spirit. There was nothing he could do. At this moment, his greater concern was: “I have already reported to the inspectors. I hope they arrive in time to slay this newly ascended World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform. If it escapes, it will become a calamity.”
To break through under such torment and imprisonment in the Sacred Cultivation Realm, and with such noble bloodline—once it fled, the future would be unpredictable. Given the potential it had shown, reaching the pinnacle of World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform was entirely possible.
“Heh heh~~” The Abyssal Sea Master, standing eight thousand miles tall with densely packed cross-shaped secret patterns on his skin, wrapped his soft tentacles around the chains embedded in his body, desperately trying to pull them out.
“Come out! Out, damn it!”
All sixteen tentacles strained with all their might, his face twisted in madness, eyes filled with frenzy.
Yet no matter how hard he pulled, not a single chain budged.
“Without destroying this suppression array, I can’t escape.” The Abyssal Sea Master began struggling violently, his body attempting to grow taller. His tentacles still clung to the chains, but now he pulled in the opposite direction, trying to tear apart the massive array connected to them.
*Buzz buzz buzz—*
Every chain was stretched taut, forcibly suppressing the Abyssal Sea Master—a true World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform—to a mere eight thousand miles in height. As he madly yanked at the chains, the entire Sacred Cultivation Realm trembled faintly. Voids shattered everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, every inch of the realm’s void space fractured and healed repeatedly, revealing the countless secret-patterned chains behind the membrane.
These chains formed a colossal cage, enveloping and sealing the entire Sacred Cultivation Realm.
*Buzz—* The Sacred Cultivation Realm quivered as the cage-like chains erupted with blinding radiance.
The Abyssal Sea Master seethed with frustration. “I can’t break free! Even as a World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform, I can’t destroy this array or escape!”
This outcome was neither good nor bad.
In his original plan, the worst-case scenario was that upon his breakthrough to World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform, the punitive sealing array would unleash its full power and annihilate him outright—a tragic end, the absolute worst possibility. But he had no choice. He had to break through, or there would be no hope at all.
The best-case scenario would have been shattering the sealing array, obliterating the Sacred Cultivation Realm, slaughtering all the cultivators, and escaping with ease. By the time the terrifying Hunyuan experts arrived, he would have vanished without a trace.
The current situation?
Neither good nor bad. The sealing array wasn’t powerful enough to crush him outright, but neither was it weak enough for him to break free.
“Elder Brother!” The Abyssal Sea Master ceased his struggles. Through bloodline resonance, he sensed another powerful Hunyuan Lifeform—a fellow World-Class—in the distant reaches of the infinite Hunyuan Space. Only those of the same bloodline and at least World-Class strength could form such a connection.
His bloodline was noble. Before him, three others of his lineage had already reached World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform.
“Hmm? Chenghao?” Far, far away, an enormous giant stirred from slumber. His surroundings were sealed in spacetime, making him undetectable even to other passing Hunyuan experts.
Now, his eyes opened.
Those eyes dwarfed even the sun of the Primordial Sacred Realm. Watery light swirled across his body, within which countless worlds flickered into existence. And within those watery worlds, weak ordinary Hunyuan Lifeforms thrived.
“Ha! Chenghao, my brother, you’ve broken through to World-Class?” The giant’s voice boomed with joy. Among their bloodline, high-level Hunyuan Lifeforms were numerous, but only those who reached World-Class were considered true kin.
“Yes, I’ve just ascended. But I’m trapped in a world—I can’t break free. I need rescue, and quickly! The World-Class experts under the Cultivator Lords must have already received word and will be rushing here at full speed.” The Abyssal Sea Master’s mental voice was urgent.
“That region is under the Cultivators’ control.” The giant frowned in annoyance.
“Elder Brother, please save me.” The Abyssal Sea Master pleaded.
He knew this was Cultivator territory. Truly fearsome Hunyuan Lifeforms wouldn’t venture there lightly.
“Very well! Don’t worry. I’ll report this immediately. The nearest World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform will come to your aid. The fourth of our bloodline to reach World-Class—I *will* save you. In terms of accumulated strength, we far surpass the Cultivators.” The giant’s voice was resolute. Through bloodline resonance, he had already pinpointed the Abyssal Sea Master’s location and began mobilizing a rescue.
The Abyssal Sea Master felt a wave of relief.
Trapped, he could only rely on his kin. Though the Cultivators’ World-Class experts were formidable, they were only truly invincible within their own Source Worlds. In offense, they weren’t much stronger than World-Class Hunyuan Lifeforms. The true terrors were the Lords—those unfathomably powerful beings who safeguarded vast territories.
But there were only eight Lords in total. Far too few.
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Having secured his own survival, the Abyssal Sea Master turned his attention to the swarm of cultivators in Crimson Cloud City. To him, these weaklings—not even Hunyuan Lifeforms—were mere ants, utterly insignificant compared to his own life. Now that his affairs were settled, he would crush them all.
“Run! Now! Split up!”
“Scatter in all directions! Buy time—just buy time! If you can hold out until the Hunyuan experts arrive to slay the Abyssal Sea Master, you’ll be saved!” The black-robed gaunt man’s phantom hovered in the air, urging every cultivator via mental transmission.
The cultivators had already fled in all directions, mostly alone.
Each was shielded by a faint array power—the artifact spirit’s last-ditch effort.
“Perish.” The Abyssal Sea Master willed it.
Within the range of his dominion, an invisible force weighed down every cultivator. Their speed plummeted, though they still resisted.
“Pathetic artifact spirit, still mustering scraps of power to shield these insects? How futile.” The Abyssal Sea Master sneered. This meager protection might let them ignore ordinary Hunyuan Lifeforms, but against him—a World-Class existence—it was laughable. He was resisting the entire sealing array! His true might was beyond measure.
*Whoosh.*
He took a single step—far too fast. A foot, like a mountain, blotted out the sky and crushed the nearest cultivator to dust.
Though the cultivators had begun fleeing the moment the Abyssal Sea Master started struggling against the array and contacting his kin, even the slowest had already covered tens of millions of miles. Yet the Abyssal Sea Master crossed that distance in a single stride.
His speed eclipsed theirs by an insurmountable margin.
“Hahaha…” His gaze swept the scattering figures, locking onto his primary target—Flying Snow Emperor!
Dongbo Xueying had long since begun his escape.
He had even tried activating the mark on his wrist, but to no avail. The Abyssal Sea Master’s dominion warped the surrounding space, rendering escape impossible. Had ‘Yuan’ truly invested sufficient resources into crafting a life-saving treasure for a junior, it might have resisted a World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform’s rules… but what Dongbo Xueying and Northriver Emperor possessed were merely three-use escape arts left behind in the Forbidden Land’s Serpent Fang Corridor.
Against an unaware World-Class Hunyuan expert, escape was easy.
But under their direct gaze, within their dominion? This art was insufficient.
“I had planned to leave for the third world after this war if the Lords didn’t bestow anything upon me. Never thought the Abyssal Sea Master would break through to World-Class.” Dongbo Xueying sighed inwardly. Unlike most in the Sacred Cultivation Realm, he had clones. The loss of one meant little.
“It seems even the Lords’ trials for juniors can go awry,” he mused.
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The Abyssal Sea Master locked onto Flying Snow Emperor. Thanks to his newly comprehended droplet technique, Dongbo Xueying’s speed ranked among the top few dozen of the nearly twenty thousand fleeing cultivators—placing him among the farthest ahead.
Tracking Dongbo Xueying’s direction, the Abyssal Sea Master advanced step by step.
He didn’t rush to kill him immediately. Instead, he moved steadily forward, crushing one cultivator with each stride, inching closer to his primary target.
“He’s coming.”
Step. Kill.
Each footfall spanned over a thousand miles, far too swift to evade.
“To think I’d die by a World-Class Hunyuan Lifeform’s hand.” One cultivator turned, slowing his flight. He knew speed no longer mattered. As the colossal foot descended, his gaze was eerily calm—*poof*—reduced to dust.
The Abyssal Sea Master pressed on.
“My turn next? No!” Northriver Emperor fled desperately. As a mere perfected Divine Emperor, speed wasn’t his forte. Among the fleeing cultivators, he was decidedly average. He sensed the Abyssal Sea Master closing in, step by lethal step.
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