Trials of the Abyss

Chapter 216: Slaughtering Through the Primordial Wilderness!

Chapter 216: Slaughtering Through the Primordial Wilderness!

"Watch out for that dwarf, Cao Mang!"

"Cao Mang, that madman! His tricks go far beyond the grand array on the First Peak! He'll definitely target the rest of us once Pang Jian dies! I'm afraid he's walking the demonic path now!"

"To Cao Mang, everyone in the Primordial Wilderness is a target he must kill. He never intended to let anyone live!"

"I think he deliberately let Lady Hua die!"

Many cultivators around the First Peak shared Shen Lei's thoughts and believed Cao Mang had further measures prepared.

They were convinced Cao Mang's madness would continue.

In their eyes, Pang Jian could only hope to temporarily stall Cao Mang and was destined to be torn apart by the Spirit Slaughtering Astral Array.

The beams of light on the summit of the First Peak suddenly receded into the rocky ground. Those surrounding the Black Iron Mountain inside the Star Crushing Umbrella also vanished.

Countless astonished gazes stared fixedly at the scene beneath the Star Crushing Umbrella. Two blurry silhouettes could be seen through its translucent cover.

One person stood tall and upright while the shorter figure was hunched over.

The tall, upright figure stood atop the fallen Black Iron Mountain, with one hand pressing down on the neck of the short, hunched figure while the other held a dazzling silver light.

In a streak of silver light, the tall figure severed the head of the shorter one.

The horrifying sight greatly shocked those lucky enough to survive!

"Pang Jian!"

"Pang Jian beheaded Cao Mang!"

"Am I seeing things? Did Pang Jian actually kill that scoundrel Cao Mang?"

"Cao Mang the dwarf is dead!"

The uproar spread across the mountain peaks, valleys, streams, and caves in the Primordial Wilderness.

The cultivators in the Primordial Wilderness had been worrying over Cao Mang's possible ruthlessness after Pang Jian's death, only for Pang Jian to behead him in the small world inside the umbrella.

"Disciples of the Sword Pavilion are truly extraordinary!"

"Qi Qingsong isn't as talented as him!"

"While so-called geniuses like Yang Rui and Fang Boxuan struggled to survive the chaos, Pang Jian seized the opportunity to execute the mastermind behind it all and free us from our predicament!"

Soon, Pang Jian's name rippled through the Primordial Wilderness.

"Pang Jian!"

Xie Xiwen, Shen Lei, and Fang Boxuan were all dumbfounded.

The sight of the tall, upright figure beheading the shorter one seared itself into their very souls. It was something they would never forget.

The eyes of young female disciples gleamed as their hearts fluttered with admiration.

"He-he actually did it..." Huang Qi muttered in a barely audible voice.

Whoosh!

The radiance cascading from the Star Crushing Umbrella's canopy retracted to reveal the small world below.

The headless, diminutive figure kneeling on the summit of the Black Iron Mountain could be seen from all over the Primordial Wilderness.

Everybody could see that the headless figure was indeed Cao Mang!

The Spirit Slaughtering Astral Array seemed to have been deactivated with Cao Mang's death, with the beams of light all vanishing. The onlookers concluded that Cao Mang's subsequent deadly moves had been thwarted before they could be unleashed.

Rays of bright sunlight streamed from the sky as the Star Crushing Umbrella drifted to the side.

Pang Jian, bathed in sunlight on the summit of the Black Iron Mountain, seemed to radiate light and warmth.

At the moment, Pang Jian looked more like the son of the sun than Yang Rui of the Radiant Sun Sect, who was curled up inside his Nine Suns Cauldron, which was hovering above the First Peak.

"Pang Jian..." Yang Rui's lips curled into a bitter smile.

Like everyone else, he had also assumed Pang Jian was destined to die at Cao Mang's hands. Unexpectedly, Pang Jian beheaded Cao Mang in the small world beneath the umbrella.

Pang Jian's fearsome reputation would surely resound throughout the Third World and possibly even the Second World following this event.

Looking back, Yang Rui's threats to Pang Jian at the trading hall seemed utterly ridiculous.

He, Yang Rui, the prodigious disciple revered by the Radiant Sun Sect as a proud son of heaven, had become nothing more than a joke in front of Pang Jian.

Whoosh!

The humiliated Yang Rui piloted his Nine Suns Cauldron away from the First Peak, ignoring Wei Wenhan's protests as he did.

He simply could not bear to look at the triumphant Pang Jian any longer. With every additional glance at Pang Jian, the sense of oppression in his heart deepened.

"Pang Jian..." Yang Rui repeatedly murmured Pang Jian's name. He felt he could never raise his head in front of Pang Jian again.

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Pang Jian, having effortlessly killed Cao Mang using the Spirit Slaughtering Astral Array on the summit of the First Peak, pushed Cao Mang's corpse off the Black Iron Mountain.

Looking around, he noticed the valuable spirit materials from the foreign race warriors and Vicious Beasts had all already been looted.

No rare spirit materials had been left behind.

"The Primordial Wilderness," Pang Jian muttered.

Using his god-like perspective, he gazed down into the depths of the Primordial Wilderness and saw the black turtle loosening its grip on the spirit vein.

The black turtle had fully extracted the bright, slender spirit vein from the Primordial Wilderness.

Rumble!

Tremors could be felt across the Primordial Wilderness and deep fissures opened up in the valleys.

The Primordial Wilderness would never return to its former glory now that the underground spirit vein was gone.

Even if a stronger rogue cultivator took over afterward, this famous fragmented land in the Third World would never regain its former splendor.

Extracting the spirit vein from the Primordial Wilderness was like a Vicious Beast having its heart removed or a cultivator with a high cultivation realm losing their soul.

"Lou Yunming, Jiu Yuan, Cao Mang, and Lady Hua. All those who deserved to die have perished," Pang Jian whispered with a sense of relief.

He had fulfilled the promise he made to himself.

The severed heads of his enemies were all stored in his spatial bracelet and he had also seized an abundance of spoils.

It was at this moment Pang Jian finally noticed all the eyes on him coming from every direction. Seeing Cao Mang's demise, many cultivators were making their way toward the summit of the First Peak.

If Pang Jian stayed in the Primordial Wilderness, he would undoubtedly face endless questioning.

He frowned. It was best not to linger in the Primordial Wilderness any longer.

I can't escape into the nameless fragmented land where the black turtle resides and disappear without a trace. It would arouse too much suspicion.

Rogue cultivators like Huang Qi were now approaching the summit.

Extending his perception into the Black Iron Mountain, Pang Jian saw a pool formed from piled spirit jades inside its hollow interior. Raging black demonic flames and the beast souls of howling Vicious Beasts could be seen within the pool.

Unique arrays similar to the Spirit Slaughtering Astral Array were inscribed along the interior walls of the Black Iron Mountain, providing it with many wonderful abilities.

Among these were arrays related to levitation and flight, which used spirit jades and the burning beast souls.

Traces of Cao Mang's divine sense and spiritual power still lingered in the pool with raging black demonic flames and along the arrays on the walls.

Destroy Cao Mang's lingering influence!

With a single thought, Pang Jian summoned a rush of spiritual qi from his surroundings and poured it into the Black Iron Mountain, erasing all traces of Cao Mang.

Cao Mang's divine sense was already fading due to his death, and the infusion of external spiritual qi effectively eradicated whatever remained.

Pang Jian then infused the Black Iron Mountain with his own spiritual power to replace Cao Mang's. As his spiritual power flowed through the spiritual artifact, he could grasp the intricacies of the wondrous arrays.

With him harmonizing with the land, Pang Jian's perceptiveness and insight instantly permeated every corner of the Black Iron Mountain. He swiftly analyzed the abilities of the arrays as they activated.

Though somewhat small with limited capacity, it's actually a unique type of flying vessel.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Pieces of spirit jade released dazzling light and many beast souls within the pool were ignited as fuel.

The Black Iron Mountain rose into the sky with Pang Jian on it.

"Pang Jian!" Huang Qi called out from where he had nearly reached the summit. "Pang Jian!"

He had hurried over to talk to and question Pang Jian, but Pang Jian did not wait for him.

Rogue cultivators and noble family elders watched from the mountainside, summit, and valleys of the Second Peak as the Black Iron Mountain soared higher and higher into the sky.

The small flying vessel flew away from the Primordial Wilderness under the fervent gazes of the survivors.

Pang Jian did not speak to anyone or receive the cheers and praises of the crowd after killing Lou Yunming, Jiu Yuan, and Cao Mang.

Instead, he chose to leave the Primordial Wilderness.

The earthquakes in the Primordial Wilderness intensified after the Black Iron Mountain completely disappeared from view.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The towering peaks and mountains crumbled, breaking into giant boulders.

Those lacking the ability to escape the fragmented land hastily distanced themselves from the mountains as fast as they could.

They attributed the drastic changes in the Primordial Wilderness to Cao Mang.

The violent earthquakes caused the mountains to collapse, sending a shower of giant boulders tumbling down.

In their eyes, if Cao Mang were still alive, he would have targeted cultivators with the giant boulders.

They speculated that the drastic changes in the Primordial Wilderness were actually the result of some deadly move Cao Mang unleashed after the Spirit Slaughtering Astral Array.

However, with his death, the bloody massacre came to an abrupt end.

Pang Jian.

The name of their savior was deeply imprinted on their hearts and minds, filling them with a mix of shock and gratitude.