I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

boom!

The boulder instantly turned to dust under the oppressive power of Huanglong Zhenren.

There was no billowing smoke or dust; the terrifying spiritual pressure forcefully pressed all the rising dust back to the ground.

The rocky beach, unable to bear the weight, sank a full three inches.

Su Xiu knelt in the mud, her hands digging desperately into the soil until her fingernails broke.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, her internal organs feeling as if they had been twisted into a ball by iron clamps.

Her vision was filled with crimson, but she dared not close her eyes, staring intently at the slumped figure not far away.

"Yu Liang...you...gambling addict..."

She forced out a weak curse through gritted teeth, "They haven't paid me back the money they owe me... If I die, where am I going to find such a valuable sucker?"

The piglet that had just finished eating was quite sensible. After letting out a pitiful scream, it spread its four hooves on the ground, with only its tail still twitching nervously.

Huanglong Zhenren hovered in mid-air, his feet treading on the void, looking down from above.

He didn't rush to make a move.

The old cat catches the mouse, but killing it directly is too boring. It enjoys the prey's despair before its death.

"Why are you no longer laughing?" He raised his hand to dust off his Taoist robe, his eyes full of mockery. "Didn't you just reserve a seat for me, the chess player?"

He took a step forward.

thump.

This step felt like stepping on Su Xiu's heart.

The girl vomited blood again, her body went completely limp, and she was even drained of the strength to lift her head.

Yu Liang sat slumped down, his pale skin showing beneath his tattered Taoist robe.

He looked down at his left hand, which was rapidly becoming transparent, and gently twirled his thumb and forefinger, as if sensing some kind of tremor in the wind that was about to break.

"Playing dumb?"

Master Huanglong sneered and flicked his whisk.

Snapped!

The silver threads burst open in the air, and the strong wind stung Yu Liang's cheeks.

"Is this all you've got? A few puddles of pig urine, a few puddles of dirt?"

Huanglong Zhenren pointed at the arrangement on the ground and laughed so hard he almost fell over. "Mortals are both pathetic and laughable. They always think they can defy fate with their little bit of cleverness."

Huanglong Zhenren's killing intent instantly solidified into a tangible form, as sharp as a knife scraping bone.

Yu Liang finally raised his head.

There was no fear on his face. Instead, he tilted his head and scratched his messy hair, revealing a shameless look of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".

"Master, that's not a polite way of putting it."

He grinned, revealing bloody teeth. "That's 'virgin boy urine' brewed from the Thunder Fiend Fruit that Pig Lord ate. It's incredibly nourishing. You don't know its value, fine, but why are you cursing me?"

Master Huanglong's smile froze, his anger flaring: "You're courting death!"

As the whisk was raised, thunder gathered.

Yu Liang didn't dodge; he extended two fingers of his almost transparent left hand and gently waved them.

"Don't rush into anything. Let's make a bet. I bet you've spent your whole life looking at the sky and never learned to look at the road."

"What?" Master Huanglong was taken aback.

"Take one more step."

Yu Liang pointed to the other person's feet, "Just one step. Once you've taken it, you can do whatever you want with me. If I even flinch, may I be reborn as a pig's grandson in my next life."

madman.

That's absolutely insane.

Master Huanglong snorted coldly, his killing intent growing even stronger.

At this point, should I ask him to take another step?

Okay, then I'll grant your wish.

It will make you watch yourself turn into mincemeat in despair.

"Making a big fuss!"

Master Huanglong exerted force with his feet, as if he wanted to stomp through the earth, and took a heavy second step.

However, just as the sole of the foot touched the ground...

Click.

A faint, crisp sound, like a withered branch breaking.

It wasn't that the stone broke.

It's some kind of deeper balance that's broken.

Huanglong Zhenren's pupils suddenly contracted.

The sensation underfoot had changed; it was no longer hard rock, but a creepy, soft texture.

That was mica stone, the only mechanical support in the rocky wasteland.

Although pig urine is mundane, when mixed with the corrosive effects of the Thunder Fiend Fruit and the sulfur from the earth's veins, it instantly disintegrated the internal structure of the mica stone.

Until Huanglong Zhenren stomped down in anger.

puff.

The stone surface cracked. The first domino fell.

Om-! ! !

A deep hum came from deep within the Heavenly Pillar.

The large black boulder, about the size of a house, lost its support and slumped down, crashing into the protruding "valve" on the rock wall.

The force, multiplied geometrically, exploded instantly.

clack clack-

Countless cracks, like wildly growing ivy, instantly covered the black rock wall.

Master Huanglong's expression finally changed.

Pale white as paper.

An instinctive sense of crisis made his hair stand on end. He suddenly gathered his strength, wanting to take flight and get away from this damned rocky beach.

late.

Yu Liang's fingers, which were twirling, suddenly stopped, and he softly uttered a single word:

"collapse."

boom--!!!

That wasn't the sound of rocks collapsing.

That was the sound of hell opening.

This rocky beach is the "vent" of the towering pillar that has been accumulating for thousands of years.

Deep underground, the evil spirits that had been suppressed for countless years were firmly sealed by the rock strata here.

As for Yu Liang's few stones, that pit, and that puddle of pig urine.

They precisely pried open the lock.

A murky, foul-smelling, and destructively chilling column of gray-black gas erupted wildly from the ground!

Soaring straight into the sky!

The column of air was ten zhang thick, instantly engulfing everything within a radius of a hundred meters.

This is not spiritual energy.

This is filth.

It's chaos.

It is the most feared poison among cultivators—the Earthly Fiend Turbid Qi.

It can corrupt people's magical treasures and shut down their six senses.

The scariest thing is...

Absolutely deadly!

Within the range of this gray-black column of energy, all the five elements of spiritual energy were instantly dispersed, leaving not a trace.

This place has become a vacuum zone.

A death zone belonging to mortals.

It is also the graveyard of cultivators.

midair.

Just as Huanglong Zhenren was gathering his inner energy to try and ride the wind, he suddenly let out a terrified scream.

"My spiritual power?!"

The golden core inside the body was still spinning, but it dimmed and lost its luster under the pressure of the external turbid air. The spiritual energy in the meridians shrank and retreated, and the protective golden light was extinguished like a candle flame.

Without the support of spiritual energy, even a Golden Core cultivator is nothing more than a piece of flesh weighing a little over a hundred pounds.

This moment.

Master Huanglong remained in the posture of wanting to ascend, his legs kicking helplessly twice in the air.

funny.

ridiculous.

then.

Like a vulture with its wings broken.

Straight ahead.

Nothing fancy at all.

It fell down.

boom!

Body collides with rock, dust flies.

Huanglong Zhenren landed face down, crashing heavily into the pile of rubble.

Click.

Her nose broke, and several blood-stained teeth flew to Su Xiu's feet.

Su Xiu was stunned.

Her mouth was agape, she forgot to breathe, and even forgot the excruciating pain in her body.

Looking at that immortal who was just moments ago so arrogant and invincible, now lying on the ground like a dead dog, convulsing, his face covered in blood, emitting grunts like a pig being slaughtered.

A murky, grayish-black odor permeated the surroundings, emitting a pungent, fishy smell.

But in Su Xiu's eyes, it was the most comforting taste in the world.

That's the smell of money, the smell of survival.

"He...he survived?"

She muttered to herself, then suddenly realized what she'd done, clutching her chest and cursing, "Yu Liang, you bastard... this counts as a work injury! You deserve extra pay!!"

Yu Liang slowly spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

He spat out the blade of grass he had been chewing on.

The transparent left hand had completely disappeared, and the sleeve hung empty, swaying in the cold wind.

But he didn't care at all.

He supported himself on his knees and struggled to his feet.

It was wobbling and swaying.

But he stood ramrod straight.

Master Huanglong raised his head.

His face was covered in blood, and his eyes no longer held arrogance.

Instead, it was extreme terror and bewilderment after their worldview collapsed.

He doesn't understand.

He couldn't understand why a few puddles of pig urine could cause such a cataclysmic event.

He couldn't understand why a mortal could manipulate this kind of turbid earth energy that even immortals feared.

"Why..." A hoarse growl escaped Huanglong Zhenren's throat, like the dying whimper of a wild beast, "You are... a demon..."

"A real person."

Yu Liang's lips curled into a chilling smile, but his tone was like that of a shrewd businessman who had just closed a big deal:

"There is no spiritual energy here, no supernatural powers, and no lofty Heavenly Dao."

"There's only mud, stones, and rotten people trying to survive here."

"Welcome to the mortal realm."