Chapter 182: Moon-Eating Clan

The three continued to watch, moving with every step, observing as Wang Lin completed the Ancient God adulthood ceremony under Luo Chen's guidance.

Until that strange youth and the old man appeared, and until Luo Chen gifted two Ancient God stars to Wang Lin, depleting his own Aura to the point of near-death, Shuo Leng had already clenched her fists, fury surging in her eyes, nearly unable to restrain herself.

Chu Yuan finally raised his hand.

In an instant, endless thunder surged out like a long-prepared thunder Dragon, tearing through the dark red Void Realm and striking fiercely at the strange youth and the old man.

With a boom, the two were forced back half a step, their expressions changing drastically. A flicker of shock and suspicion crossed the youth's eyes, while the old man turned his head abruptly and snapped, "Who? There is actually someone else hiding here!"

The three of them walked slowly out of the Void Realm. Shuo Leng's robes fluttered, her silver hair flying in the dark red light, her gaze sharp as a knife.

Chu Qiyao stood quietly behind Chu Yuan, like a silent shadow.

Immortal Lord Qingshui's gaze tightened as he recognized the newcomers, his brows twitching imperceptibly: "It's you?"

Chu Yuan nodded at him without saying much, then immediately said to Chu Qiyao, "Stabilize Luo Chen first, don't let him die."

Chu Qiyao responded instantly, her figure flashing as she arrived before Luo Chen.

She raised her hand, and a soft white light surged from her palm, enveloping Luo Chen's body, which was on the verge of shattering.

Shuo Leng did not look at Luo Chen; her gaze was fixed tightly on the old man, her voice as cold as iron: "It's you? The Moon-Eating Clan, mere servants, how dare you make a move against an Ancient God!"

The old man's expression changed drastically, his gaze darting between Shuo Leng and Wang Lin, his pupils constricting sharply: "Royal Ancient God! Two Royal Ancient Gods! There are actually two Royal Ancient Gods within this sealed realm! If the Elder Council learns of this, it will surely cause a massive uproar!"

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became. As long as he devoured a Royal Ancient God, his strength would surely improve greatly, and he would have a place even in the Elder Council!!

Shuo Leng did not wait for him to finish, nor did she give him any chance to continue speaking.

Fury surged in her eyes as she spoke coldly: "I have waited, and now this deity will personally crush these two bugs to death."

She turned to look at Chu Yuan, who understood her intent. She wanted to deal with these two, personally crushing them until they were ground into mud.

The old man felt the killing intent on Shuo Leng and his expression changed drastically.

He could sense the Aura belonging to a Royal Ancient God on Shuo Leng, and it was exceptionally powerful, far surpassing ordinary Ancient Gods.

He dared not be careless, gritting his teeth as he channeled his cultivation. The Void Realm before him suddenly shimmered with a massive illusory web, instantly transforming into hundreds of zhang in size, like a spider web covering the sky, carrying a cold and eerie power as it descended upon Shuo Leng: "Moon Immortal Devours God!"

His voice contained a near-mad roar.

Shuo Leng snorted coldly: "You actually think you are worthy of using this technique?"

She did not even retreat a single step; her body suddenly expanded, her silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, her height instantly becoming ten thousand zhang, like a giant walking out of the ancient past, her head almost touching the dome of this Chaos space.

Her silver-white hair churned like waves in the Void Realm, and Ancient God Power permeated from her body like a physical substance, like a burst dam, pressing the entire space until it twisted slightly.

"A mere grain of rice, yet you dare to shine with brilliance?"

As the words fell, she threw a punch.

That punch was simple and unadorned, without any flashiness, just pure Physical Body strength combined with the Ancient God Power of a six-star Peak, carrying an Aura capable of crushing everything, smashing straight into that massive illusory web.

Yet this pure punch erupted with unparalleled, terrifying might!

Wherever the fist's edge passed, the Void Realm was torn into a long, black crack, as if even space itself retreated before her punch.

With a loud boom, the illusory web shattered upon impact, turning into fragments that filled the sky, dissipated by the aftermath of the Ancient God Power!

The momentum of the punch did not stop; it still carried a mountain-toppling, sea-draining power as it smashed toward the old man, like a star colliding with the earth, not diminishing in the slightest from piercing the illusory web.

The old man's expression changed drastically; he never expected Shuo Leng's strength to be so terrifying, with the illusory web unable to hold even for a single breath before being crushed!

It was too late to dodge; he could only exert all his strength to cross his arms in front of him.

But Shuo Leng's fist was faster than him, slamming solidly onto his arms, the remaining might of the Ancient God Power smashing down fiercely.

With a dull boom, the old man's arms emitted a crisp cracking sound, his bones breaking inch by inch, his arms twisting at an eerie angle, like two broken, withered branches.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spraying blood from his mouth, which exploded in the air into a bloody mist, scattering across the dark red Void Realm!

He slammed hard against an invisible barrier, his body sliding down like a piece of tattered cloth, his chest bone sunken; he was clearly severely injured.

"With only this much ability, you dare to target an Ancient God?"

Shuo Leng looked down at him, her voice filled with undisguised contempt and anger.

The black-clad youth was already scared out of his wits, Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, quickly transforming into a black and white vortex of Qi, wrapping around the severely injured old man to escape, his voice trembling: "Go! Hurry and go!"

But Shuo Leng had no intention of giving them any chance to escape.

She stomped one foot, and countless Ancient God Restrictions suddenly appeared in the Void Realm, layered one upon another, trapping the two within.

Golden light flowed over the Restrictions, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression: "Restrict Heaven, Forbidden Land, Restrict Void! Where can you escape to?"

She extended her hand, her massive palm gripping fiercely toward the old man and the youth through the Restrictions, like closing mountains, firmly grasping them in her palm, tightening inch by inch.

The sound of bones shattering came from her palm, crackling loudly.

The old man let out a final scream, his voice shrill and unwilling: "No—spare my life!"

Shuo Leng's voice was cold: "Those who betray are not worthy of living."

Her palm closed abruptly, and all sound ceased at that moment.

When she opened her palm, only a pile of powder remained, slowly drifting away in the Void Realm, not leaving even a trace behind.

The Void Realm returned to calm.

Shuo Leng's size shrank, her silver hair falling back onto her shoulders, and she clapped her hands: "Death-seeking fools."

She casually collected the Storage Pouches of the two, not glancing at them again, and turned to walk toward Luo Chen. Arriving in front of Luo Chen, she looked down at him: "Luo Chen, how did you become such a ghost of your former self?"

Luo Chen smiled bitterly, clearly recognizing Shuo Leng.

"It is a long story; I did not expect to see you again."

Then he briefly recounted the sequence of events.

Shuo Leng was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "You were actually backlashed by a Moon-Gazing Beast? Well, it is understandable given your severe injuries."

She turned to look at Chu Qiyao.

"How much can you restore?"

Chu Qiyao withdrew her hand, her tone flat: "At most, I can restore him to six stars, but his eight-star foundation remains; full recovery is just a matter of time."