Chapter 519: Additional Rewards

The reward Su Che was hoping for seemed unlikely to be obtained anytime soon, as the mysterious old man’s huge head flew to the other end of the cableway, where the battle involving a hundred people was still ongoing, with most of them already dead.
Su Che and the others were on the Cloud Temple side. No matter how powerful the Art of Divine Eyesight was, it couldn’t span a distance of a hundred miles or pierce through the thick dust clouds to see inside the battlefield. For now, nothing could be seen.
However, after the mysterious old man went over there, whatever method he used, the dust clouds vanished instantly, revealing a clear sky. Su Che and the others could now clearly see that only about thirty people remained on the battlefield, divided into four groups, still fighting desperately for survival.
“He’s still alive!”
Lin Feng, who had been anxiously waiting, exclaimed in joy.
Although through the telepathic connection between father and son and his own sense of his life force, Lin Feng could vaguely tell that Lord Lin Tian was still alive, it was still just a vague feeling—far less certain than what he saw with his own eyes now. The fact that his father was alive made Lin Feng more aware of his own feelings. Despite his hatred, he couldn’t change the fact that his father was still his father.
Yet, the joy on his face quickly changed again. Lin Feng saw that his father’s condition was dire. His group had only six members left, making it the smallest among the four surviving groups.
With a disadvantage in numbers, it meant they were likely to be wiped out together by the other three groups. The common understanding among everyone was to eliminate the weaker groups first to reduce the number of people, so the remaining could compete for those ten precious spots in the victory. Only in this way could this brutal battle end as soon as possible.
The thirty-some people still alive were all injured, struggling desperately to hold on. Lord Lin Tian’s left arm was severed halfway—his injuries were actually the mildest among his group.
As expected, the worst happened. The three groups with more members, without any need for discussion, united seamlessly and surrounded Lord Lin Tian’s group from three different directions, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
Boom…
The defensive barriers of Lord Lin Tian’s six companions flashed with various colors of light. One of them suddenly shattered, bursting forth like a dazzling firework.
Though it looked beautiful, it was a fatal disaster for that person, as his defensive barrier had been broken.

Once the defense is broken, their fragile bodies will be exposed to the opponent’s powerful attacks. Immediately, someone seized this opportunity. Boom! Boom! Boom! At least six people launched their powers simultaneously, focusing their attacks on this defenseless and vulnerable body, not giving it a chance to retrieve any other protective artifacts. Boom! Without a doubt, another member of Lord Lin Tian’s team was eliminated. “Damn it!” Lin Feng’s expression changed drastically as he whispered in distress, but he, who was a hundred miles away, could do nothing to help. Su Che could understand Lin Feng’s feelings—he was equally helpless. Not to mention that help from afar was useless; more importantly, the rules set by the mysterious old man must not be violated. No one else could interfere casually, as violation would mean certain death. They could only watch helplessly; no one could save him. Boom! Boom! Boom… Twenty-eight people launched a concentrated attack on Lord Lin Tian’s five men. The five of them could only defend themselves with all their might, having no chance to counterattack. Being constantly on the defensive, the outcome was inevitable… Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling. Watching another member of his father’s team fall, leaving only four people, their fate was already sealed—no miracle could happen anymore. The remaining four, including Lord Lin Tian, were all at the Tribulation stage, which was why they had managed to hold on so far. But what good was that? No matter how hard they fought, it only bought them a little more time—there was no point left. It might as well be… “Three fellow cultivators, it’s an honor for me, Lord Lin Tian, to have lasted this long with you.” Lord Lin Tian suddenly transmitted a message to the other three, “But we can’t leave alive. This is as far as we can go.” “Brother Lin, we understand what you mean. Let it be,” replied another, his eyes filled with fierce determination. “If you won’t let us live, then let’s die together!” “Haha, good! That’s it!” The other two also laughed madly. Lord Lin Tian nodded slightly, then suddenly murmured, “Feng, my son, I return your life soul to you!” Lin Feng, who was a hundred miles away, shuddered instantly, sensing his life soul returning to his body. He guessed what his father would do. “Father, farewell!” Two tears silently slipped from his eyes, which hadn’t shed tears in three thousand years… “Good brothers, let’s go together!” Lord Lin Tian shouted, signaling the other three who had fought alongside him.

The twenty-some people surrounding them also guessed what they intended to do. Everyone showed a look of terror, but there was nothing they could do to stop them.
Boom!
When four powerful cultivators at the Tribulation stage detonated their Yuan Ying simultaneously, what kind of disaster would that create? On a planet like Qiyuan Star, it would surely destroy an area of tens of thousands of miles square, cause the earth to collapse by thousands of feet, and the subsequent chain reactions would bring about an apocalyptic disaster for the entire planet.
So, in the mysterious old man’s private realm, no one could guess the scale of the destruction. It could only be assumed that the old man would never allow his own space world to suffer such damage.
In fact, during the earlier fight, more than one person tried to detonate their Yuan Ying before dying. Even if they couldn’t kill the others, they could still blast them thousands of feet away from the battlefield. Once thrown that far, their fate would also be death.
“If you won’t let me live, then let’s die together.”
But when they tried to detonate their Yuan Ying, they found that their Yuan Ying had been sealed by some force, preventing them from exploding. Undoubtedly, this must have been done by the mysterious old man—no one else had such power.
Thus, up to this point in the brutal fight, no one had succeeded in detonating their Yuan Ying, and they could only be killed together by their opponents in utter despair.
But now, for some reason unknown, the mysterious old man allowed the four people led by Ling Tianjun to detonate together.
As always, no one can fathom the thoughts of a madman.
Boom!
The four at the Tribulation stage exploded. A dazzling light sphere covering an area of nearly a thousand feet suddenly appeared. Strangely enough, it never grew larger or spread outward. What should have been a massive explosion affecting tens of thousands of miles was compressed by the mysterious old man into a tiny area of a thousand feet. It was unimaginable how terrifying the energy concentrated within that light sphere must be.
Could the twenty-some people trapped inside survive?
The answer was impossible! Absolutely impossible! Not only would the flesh and blood of ordinary cultivators be destroyed, but even the finest Dao artifacts would vanish in such intensely concentrated and terrifying energy—nothing could survive.
In other words, in this utterly brutal battle, no one survived, and there was no winner.
“Haha, a bunch of fools!”

The mysterious old man laughed and cursed loudly, then used some technique to compress that massive explosive sphere, which covered an area of a thousand zhang, to an extreme, turning it into a bright white bead the size of a walnut, which he sent straight to Su Che’s face.
“Kid, since you just made me quite happy, as a bonus for being first, I’ll give you one more thing.”
The mysterious old man’s huge head instantly appeared near Yunzhong Temple from a distance of a hundred li. His gaze fell on Su Che’s face as he said, “This item is for one-time use. In the future, whenever you want to get rid of someone you dislike, just throw this bead using its built-in activation spell… I guess not only your opponents but even you yourself could be blown to death, hahaha…”
Su Che foolishly took the bead, marveling at how unbelievably ingenious the mysterious old man’s method was—being able to compress the explosive power of four Tribulation Stage self-destructs into such a tiny bead and instantly turn it into a powerful weapon capable of wide-area destruction.
“But if I have this, I wouldn’t even dare to use it,” Su Che thought with a bitter smile. “Unless I don’t want to live anymore.”
Indeed, the explosive power of four Tribulation Stage self-destructs could affect an area of tens of thousands of li. To survive the explosion, Su Che would have to dodge instantly to a distance of tens of thousands of li. Otherwise, they would both perish.
“Not necessarily, master,” Lao He said with a grin. “This thing might not come in handy anytime soon, nor does it have to be thrown during a battle. We can design a delayed detonation array for it to blow up others’ sects. That’s great! I really like it! But such a dangerous treasure should be kept by me.”
“Thank you for your gift, senior.”
As Su Che put the bead away, he didn’t forget to thank the mysterious old man.
“Hm,” the mysterious old man grunted. “There’s one thing about you that pleases me—unlike those fools, you didn’t call me some nonsense like ‘great senior immortal.’ Pah! What kind of so-called immortal? When I ruled the world, there wasn’t even such a thing as an ‘immortal’!”
When I ruled the world, there weren’t any immortals!
From these words, Su Che, Xueyu Fairy, and the others realized that this mysterious old man must be an ancient demon god, not a true immortal from the immortal realm.

The Ancient Demons were among the first group of terrifyingly powerful beings that existed at the dawn of creation, such as the first rat in the world, the Sky-Devouring Rat, or the twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan—all of them belonging to the rank of Ancient Demons. As for the term “immortal,” it did not exist at all at the beginning of creation. In that primordial era, even the Heavenly Dao was not yet complete; it was a world dominated entirely by the Ancient Demons. “Laozi is the greatest—even heaven cannot control me!” For this reason, the Ancient Demons defied the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, yet they could not overcome its gradual perfection. Eventually, one by one, these extremely arrogant and domineering Ancient Demons perished and gradually faded from the historical stage…