2026-09-07 02:25:25Chapter 5:
The inner sanctum of the Tiger Clan estate was bathed in a brilliant, undulating crimson light. Deep within the chamber, Vivian sat cross-legged on a massive platform of solid spiritual jade. Her eyes were tightly shut, her breathing shallow, as waves of majestic, fiery energy rippled across her skin. Above her head, the ethereal, glowing image of the stolen Grade-9 Astral Phoenix thrashed violently against invisible chains, letting out silent screams of agony as Vivian ruthlessly forced it to merge with her meridians. Outside the heavy obsidian doors, two elite Golden Core Stage 8 grand wardens stood guard, their hands resting on their spear hilts. They didn't see the air distorting right in front of them. Wrapped in the Void Slime's Concealment Shadow-Mantle, Austin walked right past them, his footsteps lighter than a falling feather. Austin stepped directly through the reinforced warding arrays, the system seamlessly rewriting the security codes as he moved. He stood at the edge of the jade platform, staring down at his treacherous ex-fiancée. "Leon..." Vivian suddenly murmured mid-cultivation, her brow furrowing in a cold sweat. "The fusion... something is wrong. The Astral Phoenix... it’s resisting too hard. It feels like it’s waiting for its true master. Did the guards check the Ashen Graveyard again? We cannot let Austin's ghost haunt this soul!" "He isn't a ghost, Vivian," a calm, chillingly familiar voice echoed through the silent chamber. Vivian’s eyes snapped open. She gasped, her heart violently slamming against her ribs as she looked up. Standing right over her, his abyssal-black eyes boring into her very soul, was Austin. He looked completely uninjured, his posture radiating the terrifying pressure of a hidden god. "A-Austin?!" Vivian shrieked, scrambling backward on the jade platform, her elegant face contorting into absolute terror. "How are you alive? Your dantian was shattered! Your soul was ripped out! You’re supposed to be frozen meat!" "My soul?" Austin let out a low, dark chuckle that sent shivers down her spine. He slowly lifted his right hand. Deep within his palm, a miniature, swirling black vortex of infinite gravity tore open. The moment the vortex appeared, the Grade-9 Astral Phoenix soul above Vivian's head instantly broke its chains, letting out a joyous cry as it flew directly toward Austin, nuzzling against his hand like a loyal hound returning to its owner. BLOODLINE RESURGENCE DETECTED. TRUE OWNER IDENTIFIED. STOLEN SOUL IS RETURNING TO THE DIRECTORY. Vivian clutched her chest, vomiting a fountain of dark, stagnant blood as the sudden, violent extraction of the un-fused soul tore her internal pathways to shreds. "Grand Wardens! Father! Save me!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. BOOM! The obsidian doors exploded inward. Hearing her screams, the two Golden Core Stage 8 grand wardens lunged into the room, their massive Iron Rhino beast souls roaring to life across their armor. But that wasn't the real problem. WARNING! WARNING! THE FORCED RE-EXTRACTION OF THE ASTRAL PHOENIX HAS TRIGGERED THE CLAN’S INNER SANCTUM SELF-DESTRUCT FORMATION. A BARRIER OF ABSOLUTE SPIRITUAL REJECTION HAS ENCLOSED THE ENTIRE ROOM. PORTALS ARE BLOCKED. SECTOR DISINTEGRATION IN 10 SECONDS. The Tiger Clan Patriarch had rigged Vivian’s room; if anyone tried to steal the soul back, the entire mountain would instantly implode, killing the thief and wiping out the evidence. The two Stage 8 wardens, realizing they were trapped, madly charged at Austin to take him down with them. The walls of the inner sanctum began turning a volatile, blinding white as the self-destruct formation reached its critical mass. 00:09... 00:08... Vivian lay on the jade platform, bleeding, staring at Austin with a desperate, venomous malice. "If I die, you die with me, trash! You won't leave this mountain alive!" Austin didn't look at the collapsing walls, nor did he look at the two grand wardens sprinting toward his throat with their spears leveled. He simply tapped the translucent black pebble on his shoulder. "They think a cage made of mortal arrays can hold a consumer of stars," Austin whispered. "Slime. Eat the room." The tiny Void Slime leaped into the air. In a split second, it didn't just open its mouth—it converted its entire mass into a massive, swirling dome of pure, unadulterated cosmic gravity that blanketed the entire inner sanctum. The two Stage 8 grand wardens froze mid-air, their spears shattering into dust as their Iron Rhino souls were violently vacuumed out of their bodies through their chests. The blinding white self-destruct explosion detonated, but instead of blowing outward, the entire explosive energy wave was forcefully pulled backward, spiraling directly into the slime’s tiny, infinite mouth. GULP. DEVOURING COMPLETED. TWO STAGE 8 BEAST SOULS CONSUMED. TIGER CLAN SELF-DESTRUCT CODE REFINED. CULTIVATION REALM BOOSTED: GOLDEN CORE STAGE 6 TO GOLDEN CORE STAGE 9 (PEAK REALM)! VOID SLIME EXPANSION: EVOLUTION PROGRESS AT 45%. The dust settled instantly. The room was completely intact, stripped entirely of its magic, energy, and guards. Austin stood tall, his hair whipping around his face as the raw, peak Golden Core energy crackled around his boots like black lightning. Vivian lay paralyzed in the center of the ruined platform, completely drained, her cultivation destroyed for the second time, staring up at Austin as if he were a primordial demon. "W-What are you...?" she whimpered, tears of horror streaming down her face. Austin didn't answer. He reached down, grabbed her by her hair, and dragged her toward the shattered doorway. He wasn't going to kill her yet. She was his ultimate bait. Suddenly, a deafening, metallic crash echoed from the sky outside the estate. Austin looked up through the shattered roof. The clouds above the capital didn't turn red this time—they split completely in half as three massive, glowing golden pillars of divine light pierced the atmosphere, landing directly in the center of the city square. ALERT: THE 7-DAY TICKING CLOCK HAS BINARY-COLLAPSED. THE GOD-HUNTING TRIBUNAL HAS BYPASSED THE WORLD BARRIER EARLY. THREE UPPER REALM IMMORTAL ASSASSINS HAVE ARRIVED IN THE MORTAL CONTINENT. CURRENT RADAR SCAN: THEY HAVE LOCKED ONTO YOUR CURRENT LOCATION. Austin’s predatory smile widened, his eyes flashing with an insatiable, world-ending hunger. He had just hit peak Golden Core, and three divine immortals from the heavens had just delivered themselves straight to his front door. He hoisted Vivian over his shoulder like a sack of grain and stepped out into the courtyard. The buffet had just upgraded to the divine tier.
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