I transmigrated to a chaotic world and became the sole player.

A blurry gray shadow tore through the pervasive bloody mist, shooting towards the bone pillar burning with eerie green flames on the southeast side of the altar with incredible speed, like an arrow shooting upstream! Lu Zhao pushed his understanding of the "flow" aspect of the [Flowing Cloud Step] to its limit, his figure nimbly weaving and turning amidst the raging energy turbulence and the constantly regenerating, but sparse, bloody tentacles. Each change of direction narrowly avoided fatal entanglements and strikes, frantically closing the distance.

Thirty zhang... twenty zhang... ten zhang...

His eyes were fixed on the ever-approaching bone pillar, pieced together from ghastly white bones, its tip wreathed in flickering ghostly flames. Within his body, annihilating spiritual energy surged wildly through his meridians. The dim gray dragon-shaped mark between his brows seemed to heat up slightly again due to this resolute will and the approaching evil core, conveying a primal aversion and restlessness. His right index and middle fingers were now joined together, and at their tips, a deep, restrained, dark gray point of light—a light that seemed capable of devouring all light—was rapidly spinning, compressing, and condensing! This time, he not only mobilized all his remaining annihilating spiritual energy but also, without hesitation, once again activated and even overdrawn the wisp of annihilating primordial dragon energy that had just begun to recover within the dragon-shaped mark between his brows! Simultaneously, he poured all his will and killing intent—his resolve to "break the formation," "annihilate," and "destroy the node"—into this single finger!

Success or failure hinges on this! It's all or nothing!

"Stop him!!" The Ghost Bone Venerable was tightly entangled by Elder Iron Punishment's "Wind and Thunder Slash." Although he was filled with shock and anger, he was unable to spare any attention and could only roar hoarsely. The remaining bloody tentacles around the altar seemed to have received a command and surged towards Lu Zhao even more frantically, even going so far as to self-destruct, turning into a sky full of foul-smelling blood rain and corrosive poisonous mist, trying to block and engulf him.

"Senior Brother Lu, be careful!" "Hold on! Clear a path for Junior Brother Lu!" Behind them, the Qingyun Dao Sect disciples, who were struggling to maintain their formation, saw Lu Zhao's resolute back and were all filled with righteous indignation. They roared and desperately activated their formation to attack the tentacles surging towards Lu Zhao, sharing the pressure on him. Hou San and Wang Tie were even more enraged. Disregarding their own safety, they rushed to the edge of the battle formation and used talismans and magical artifacts to clear the threats on Lu Zhao's flanks.

Five zhang! Three zhang! The bone pillar was almost in front of him! He could even see the twisted and writhing evil runes carved in blood on the surface of the bone pillar, and the face that was faintly emerging from the will-o'-the-wisp, howling in pain! A wave of cold, evil, and soul-piercing negative energy surged through Lu Zhao's mind like a tide.

"Now!"

A fierce glint flashed in Lu Zhao's eyes. His body suddenly twisted and spun at the last three zhang, like a swallow soaring through the air, narrowly avoiding the two thickest, bloody tentacles that were wrapping around him from the side. At the same time, using the force of the rotation, he perfectly condensed and twisted all his strength, will, spiritual power, and dragon energy into one, converging it into a dark gray light spot at the tip of his right finger that had been compressed to its limit and seemed to contain a furious gray dragon about to burst out of its shell!

"Nirvana Finger - Formation Breaker!!"

He let out a roar that was not human, a mixture of pain, madness and desperation. His right arm suddenly shot forward, and the dark gray light point at his fingertip, which contained everything about him, shot out like a death arrow, with an indomitable and destructive momentum, and struck the core position of the bone pillar, where the runes flowed most densely and the energy node was most conspicuous!

"laugh--!!!"

This time, it was no longer a slight "hiss" sound, but a sharp, piercing, terrifying cry that seemed to tear space apart and to echo the desperate screams of billions of vengeful spirits!

The moment the fingertips touched the bone pillar, time seemed to be infinitely stretched and frozen.

That dark gray, annihilating finger force, like a spark thrown into boiling oil, or a deadly dagger piercing the vital spot of a venomous snake, instantly detonated the highly condensed yet extremely unstable blood-fiend resentment energy inside the bone pillar, as well as the evil rune structure that constituted the array nodes!

"Crack...crack crack...boom—!!!"

First, at the point of contact, the dense, eerie runes on the surface of the bone pillar instantly turned gray, crumbled, and vanished, like paper scorched by fire! Then, centered on the point of contact, deep gray cracks, spreading like a plague, exploded and extended wildly across the surface of the bone pillar! Wherever the cracks passed, the hard bones quickly lost their luster, became brittle, and turned to dust! The leaping, eerie green flame at the top let out a mournful, invisible wail, suddenly surged, and then abruptly went out like a extinguished candle!

The towering bone pillar, several meters high, groaned under the immense strain of Lu Zhao's "Annihilation Finger," a technique that concentrated all his power while extremely restraining its energy essence. Then, to everyone's horrified gaze, it snapped in half. The upper half, still carrying lingering gray energy, collapsed with a deafening roar, crashing into the blood pool below and unleashing a monstrous wave of blood! The lower half was also riddled with cracks, its light completely extinguished, teetering on the verge of collapse!

"No—!!" The Ghost Bone Venerable let out a heart-wrenching roar, filled with endless anguish and rage. The destruction of this bone pillar had clearly inflicted immeasurable damage on him, the formation, and the demonic soul!

However, this is just the beginning!

That bone pillar did not exist independently, but was a crucial link in the formation composed of eight bone pillars! The destruction of one bone pillar was like the removal of a key gear from a precision instrument, instantly causing fatal chaos and backlash in the entire formation!

"Buzzing—!!!"

The remaining seven bone pillars, their tips wreaths flickering and swaying violently, the energy threads connecting them flashing, twisting, and breaking wildly! The energy flow throughout the entire altar area suddenly descended into chaos and rage!

"Boom—!"

The enormous blood pool below, like boiling water tossed with a boulder, suddenly surged with even more ferocious and turbulent waves! The blood-fiend resentment power that had been orderly channeled to the demonic soul orb on the altar now lost its stable guiding channel and began to rampage wildly, violently clashing, and even flowing backward within the blood pool and the formation! On the surface of the blood pool, huge, dark red energy bubbles exploded, releasing even more violent and chaotic energy turbulence that impacted everything around them!

"Aaaaah!" The blood pool monsters that were fighting the disciples of the Qingyun Dao Sect were the first to be affected by the chaotic energy turbulence. They let out painful roars, and their bodies began to expand, twist, and even explode uncontrollably! The filthy blood tentacles also lost stable control, becoming chaotic and disorganized, and their attack power was greatly reduced.

"Pfft!" Due to the backlash from the formation, the Ghost Bone Venerable's body suddenly froze, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He spat out a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with black fragments! His connection with the formation was forcibly severed and disrupted, and his aura suddenly weakened considerably! Consequently, his suppression of Elder Iron Punishment also momentarily loosened.

"A good opportunity!" Elder Tie Xing, with his rich combat experience, immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opening. With a roar, the giant sword in his hand once again unleashed a dazzling azure lightning blade aura. He launched a fierce attack, forcing Venerable Ghost Bone to retreat repeatedly, leaving him in a sorry state.

On the altar, the jet-black demonic soul orb was most severely affected! Deprived of a stable, pure supply of blood-fiend energy, and further impacted and disturbed by the chaotic energy currents of the formation, its rotation suddenly slowed. The dark force field it emitted fluctuated violently, its light flickering erratically. For the first time, the blurry, greedy, and venomous human face within it revealed an expression of pain, anger, and a hint of panic! Its aura also began to become unstable, even showing a slight sign of weakening**!

"It worked! The formation has been destroyed!" "Junior Brother Lu succeeded!!" Everyone from the Qingyun Dao Sect was greatly encouraged and their morale soared! The originally precarious battle situation had actually seen a glimmer of hope for reversal thanks to Lu Zhao's earth-shattering finger strike!

However, as the "culprit" who destroyed the formation, Lu Zhao is now in an unprecedented crisis!

Although the "Nirvana Finger - Breaking the Formation" technique was successful, its backlash far exceeded his expectations! To break that crucial bone pillar, he not only exhausted all of his annihilation spiritual power but also severely overdrawn the origin of the dragon-shaped mark between his brows, even using a portion of his soul's origin power! At this moment, he felt his vision go black, the world spin, his ears ring incessantly, and grayish-black blood gushing from his seven orifices like a spring! His meridians felt as if they were being pierced by billions of steel needles simultaneously, causing unbearable pain, his spiritual power circulation completely stopped, and he almost lost the strength to stand!

Even more terrifying is that, because he destroyed the array node, he is now at the very center of the energy turbulence! The violent blood demon resentment, the chaotic aftershocks of the array, and the enormous negative energy released when the bone pillar collapsed, like a runaway prehistoric beast, surged towards him from all directions, wanting to completely tear him, annihilate him, the "destroyer"!

"Lu Zhao!!" Elder Yun's expression changed drastically upon seeing this. She was currently suppressing the demonic soul with all her might and couldn't break free, so she could only anxiously shout, "Retreat!"

However, at this moment, Lu Zhao couldn't even move an inch! He could only watch helplessly as the destructive energy turbulence, like a blood-red tsunami, instantly engulfed him!

"It's over..." A thought flashed through Lu Zhao's mind as he was about to go completely dark. He never expected that he would win the gamble of breaking the formation, only to perish in the backlash of this chaotic energy flow.

However, at that critical moment when life and death were decided, another unexpected event occurred!

The violent and chaotic blood-fiend resentment energy that engulfed him did not immediately tear him apart upon touching his body. Instead, it produced an extremely strange reaction with the gray dragon-shaped mark between his brows, which had dimmed due to overdraft but still existed in essence, and with the spiritual power foundation in his body that originated from the "Nine Netherworld Annihilation Scripture" and possessed the attribute of annihilation.

The power of annihilation is inherently adept at eroding, assimilating, and annihilating other energies, especially negative and chaotic ones. This bloodthirsty resentment, though violent, is essentially a negative energy leaning towards destruction. As Lu Zhao lay dying, his consciousness blurred, and his body instinctively activated the last vestige of the *Nine Netherworld Annihilation Scripture*, triggering a faint self-preservation instinct deep within the dragon-shaped imprint, a miracle occurred.

The violent bloodlust and resentment that surged into his body were forcibly guided, diverted, and even slowly refined and absorbed by the faint power of annihilation and the aura of the dragon-shaped mark! Although this process was extremely painful, slow, and futile, and could not resolve all the turbulent impacts, it actually managed to temporarily save his breath and prevent him from being instantly annihilated!

At the same time, the Nether Dragon's Reverse Scale that he had been tightly holding, although it had been stored in the [Human Skin Pouch] and its aura was mostly isolated, still trembled slightly at this moment when Lu Zhao's life was hanging by a thread and he was in a dense environment of blood and negative energy. It emitted a trace of extremely weak but incomparably pure Annihilation Dragon Qi, which seeped into Lu Zhao's body through the pouch and protected his last heart meridian and the spiritual light of his sea of ​​consciousness from being extinguished.

Beset by internal and external troubles, Lu Zhao was on the verge of despair. However, under the instinctive protection of the three forces of the same origin or related power—the power of annihilation, the dragon-shaped mark, and the reverse scale of the Nether Dragon—Lu Zhao was like a small boat in a storm, which, although it could capsize at any moment, stubbornly did not sink immediately.

He felt as if he were sinking into an endless sea of ​​blood and darkness, his body being torn apart and reassembled, his soul being burned and frozen. Countless negative thoughts, filled with pain, resentment, madness, and hunger, surged against his consciousness like a tide, trying to assimilate and devour him.

"No...I am Lu Zhao...I...cannot...die..." In the deepest part of his consciousness, the indomitable will to survive, forged through countless trials of life and death, flickered stubbornly and faintly once again.

Just as Lu Zhao was struggling on the verge of escaping the energy turbulence and losing consciousness, the injured and unstable demonic soul on the altar seemed to sense something. The blurry human face inside it suddenly turned towards the direction where Lu Zhao was, enveloped by the energy turbulence. Its deep "gaze" seemed to pierce through the chaotic energy, fixing its gaze on the dim dragon-shaped mark between Lu Zhao's brows, and... the faint but pure annihilation dragon energy (from the Reverse Scale) emanating from his body!

A strange wave, stronger and more greedier, mixed with astonishment, ecstasy, and an indescribable hatred and desire, suddenly erupted from the demonic soul light ball!

"That's... the aura of the Nine Netherworlds?! And... the might of a dragon?! How is that possible?! How could there be a living being in this lower realm, possessing such pure and annihilating dragon energy?!" From within the demonic soul light, a hoarse voice filled with shock, disbelief, and boundless greed resounded directly into the depths of everyone's souls!

The next moment, to everyone's horrified gaze, the injured demonic soul orb ignored Elder Yun's attack, suddenly changed direction, and transformed into a jet-black stream of light radiating terrifying suction. Like a gluttonous beast that had discovered an unparalleled delicacy, it recklessly pounced on Lu Zhao**, who was enveloped by the energy turbulence and was on the verge of death!

Its target was none other than the dragon-shaped mark between Lu Zhao's eyebrows, and... the wisp of annihilating dragon energy within his body that originated from the reverse scale of the Nether Dragon!