Chapter 508: Deprivation of the Five Senses, Like an Ant

At the very last moment before Ji Feng was about to be sucked dry.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the back of the crowd.

There stood a man in green robes.

That man was standing with his arms crossed, watching him with the expression of someone watching a play.

Though his appearance was ordinary, those eyes…

That look!

Ji Feng recognized him!

That was the bastard who stole his Opportunity!

That devil named Lin Dong!

"It's… it's you…"

Ji Feng used his last ounce of strength, trying to raise a finger to point out Zhou Chen.

Even if he was going to die, he wanted to take someone down with him!

However.

Before his finger could even be raised.

Bang!

His body completely exploded, turning into a cloud of pure Essence Blood, which was swallowed by Night Without Trace in one gulp.

Ji Feng was dead.

He was as dead as could be, with not even a scrap left behind.

A deathly silence fell over the entire scene.

Everyone was stunned by this brutal scene.

The dignified Young Lord of an Emperor Clan, a powerhouse of the Tenth Layer Immortal King, was crushed to death like an ant.

This visual impact was too strong.

"The taste is a bit bland."

Night Without Trace licked his lips, seemingly wanting more.

He turned his head and looked at the remaining tens of thousands of people.

"Next, whose turn is it?"

Those pitch-black eyes were like the scythe of a death god, hanging over everyone's heads.

Xuanyuan Lan and Dongfang Yan looked at each other, both seeing the resolve in the other's eyes.

There was no escape.

The only option was to fight!

"Everyone! We're dead either way! We might as well fight him to the death!"

Xuanyuan Lan roared, taking the lead to sacrifice his natal Emperor Weapon—the Water Cold Fan.

"Kill!"

Dongfang Yan, Ximen Shan, Nangong Yue…

At this moment, all the Prodigies erupted with their strongest combat power.

Countless torrents of Divine Abilities converged, transforming into a pillar of light that could destroy heaven and earth, blasting toward Night Without Trace.

This was a combined strike from tens of thousands of Immortal Kings!

Even an Immortal Emperor would not dare to take it head-on!

However.

Facing this earth-shaking strike.

Night Without Trace merely smiled disdainfully.

He slowly extended a finger.

"A mantis trying to stop a carriage."

"Eternal Night · Descent."

Buzz—

A speck of black light instantly bloomed at his fingertip.

Immediately after.

The black speck of light expanded instantly, turning into a boundless canopy that shrouded the entire battlefield.

All light disappeared.

All sound disappeared.

The pillar of light from the combined Divine Abilities of tens of thousands of people, the moment it touched the black curtain, was like a clay ox entering the sea, swallowed up completely.

Darkness.

Absolute darkness.

In this darkness, everyone's five senses were stripped away, and even their Divine Sense could not extend outside their bodies.

They became blind and deaf.

Only endless fear spread in their hearts.

"It's over…"

Xuanyuan Lan's heart turned cold.

Is this the strength of a Fifth Layer Immortal Emperor?

Is this the foundation of the Eternal Night Demon Palace?

The gap was too large.

They were simply not on the same level.

Just when everyone thought they were certain to die.

In that endless corner of darkness.

"Sigh."

A soft sigh rang out abruptly.

This sigh was very light, yet it clearly penetrated Night Without Trace's Eternal Night Domain and reached everyone's ears.

"I originally wanted to watch the show a bit longer."

"But if you pull up all my leeks, how am I supposed to play?"

Immediately after.

A green light lit up in the darkness.

That light was not dazzling, yet it was exceptionally resilient.

It was like a sharp sword, forcefully tearing through the pervasive darkness.

Zhou Chen walked out from the crowd step by step.

He had the chaos bell above his head and held the qingping sword in his hand.

Five Inscriptions flowed on the body of the bell, emitting a terrifying aura that suppressed the heavens.

He looked at Night Without Trace in mid-air and grinned.

"Hey, you there."

"Didn't your mother teach you not to play with your phone with the lights off at night?"

As his voice fell, a green sword light emerged, instantly splitting the canopy in two.

Light reappeared, and everyone's five senses returned.

Night Without Trace looked up, his pitch-black eyes glancing at Zhou Chen. His face didn't show the slightest panic from his Domain being broken; instead, he showed the excitement of a hunter discovering a novel prey.

"Interesting."

With a casual wave of his hand, the pervasive black curtain turned into wisps of black smoke and burrowed back into his body.

As the darkness dissipated, everyone finally saw the scene clearly.

Where Ji Feng had originally been, only a cloud of blood mist that had not yet dispersed remained.

Night Without Trace extended a slender finger and lightly hooked it within that cloud of blood mist.

An ancient Inscription Fragment emitting a faint green glow slowly floated out of the blood mist and fell into his palm.

Though that Inscription Fragment was only the size of a fingernail, it emitted heart-palpitating fluctuations of the wind dao principle.

"As expected…"

Night Without Trace toyed with the Inscription in his hand, his tone lazy: "Although it's heavily damaged, it's still a fragment of an ancient Dao. Better than nothing."

This scene was like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into the hearts of everyone present.

Dongfang Yan stared fixedly at that Inscription, his pupils shrinking violently to the size of pinpricks.

That was… the xun Inscription Fragment!

The Legacy object that the Ji Family treated as a precious treasure!

And Ji Feng was only able to sense the xun inscription on the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Path through this fragment of the Family Legacy.

"You're here for the Inscriptions!"

Dongfang Yan let out a roar, the flames around him becoming extremely violent due to his intense anger: "You're here to seize the Dao Inscriptions!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ximen Shan and Nangong Yue's faces instantly turned pale.

Inside their bodies, they also possessed Inscription Fragments from their Family legacies!

If Night Without Trace's goal was the Inscriptions, then they were the next Ji Feng!

"Correct."

Night Without Trace put away the Inscription, his gaze sweeping over the three of them without restraint, as if he were sizing up goods on a shelf: "Unfortunately, there's no reward."

"Run!"

Ximen Shan reacted the fastest, his giant axe smashing fiercely into the ground, using the counter-shock force to retreat wildly.

Facing a living Immortal Emperor, and one who possessed a complete Demonic Path at that, they simply had no chance of winning.

"Can you run?"

Night Without Trace stood still, merely making a light grasping motion toward the void.

Buzz—

The space within a hundred-mile radius instantly solidified.

Ximen Shan maintained his retreating posture, his entire person like a fly trapped in amber, making even the movement of his eyes incredibly difficult.

"Let's fight!"

Nangong Yue let out a shrill scream.

She knew she couldn't escape; rather than waiting for death, it was better to give it her all.

Clang!

The sword box on her back burst open, and eighty-one Gengjin Flying Swords soared into the sky, forming a massive sword formation in the air.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestor! Kill!"

The golden Sword Qi torrent was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, carrying a sharp aura that could tear through anything, as it slashed fiercely toward Night Without Trace.

At the same time, Dongfang Yan also moved.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood.

That Essence Blood transformed into a hundred-zhang-long flame Dragon, roaring as it charged toward Night Without Trace.

Seeing this, Ximen Shan also forcibly burned his Lifespan to break free from the spatial restriction, his giant axe swelling to the size of a mountain as it hacked down with the momentum of splitting heaven and earth.

With the three great Prodigies joining forces, the power of this strike was enough to kill any Immortal King!

Even an Immortal Emperor would have to avoid its sharp edge.

However.

Night Without Trace merely raised his eyelids and gave a faint glance.

"Too weak."