Chapter 819 - 819 819 The Method to Break the Formation

Chapter 819: Chapter 819: The Method to Break the Formation Chapter 819: Chapter 819: The Method to Break the Formation After the great war, the Xumi Abyss was unrecognizable.

The primordial mountain ranges, the majestic peaks, all had been leveled to the ground.

Deep within the Xumi Abyss was now nothing but yellow sand, and even the peripheries were in complete disarray, truly a pity for the many heavenly treasures and earthly riches of the abyss.

Glancing at the gravely wounded diviner, Feng Wuchen descended with the diviner onto the unrecognizable land.

The diviner’s injuries were severe; escape was impossible.

“Nangong Zhan, Bai Mie, go and see if that guy is dead,” Feng Wuchen said.

“Yes, Hall Master!” The two immediately flew off, and despite having only just started to recover from their injuries, they weren’t worried that Yin Yang Shifeng had the strength to stand up again.

With the Dark Demon Panther making its move, even if Yin Yang Shifeng was not dead, he was surely crippled.

On the ground, Feng Wuchen looked at the diviner, the corners of his mouth hooking into a faint, wicked smile.

“Just kill me, you won’t get anything out of me,” sensing Feng Wuchen’s malicious smile, the diviner said coldly, and though he knew he couldn’t escape, he was not the least bit afraid.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled lightly and said, “As a diviner of the Yin Yang family, you must know plenty. If you won’t talk, I have ways to pry your mouth open.”

“Why is there a Primordial Ancient Beast in your pagoda?” the diviner asked, genuinely curious how a human with Dragon Clan bloodline obtained such a powerful magical item with a terrifying Primordial Ancient Beast hidden inside.

If he had a Primordial Ancient Beast, why hadn’t he summoned it before?

“If you want to know, then cooperate with me nicely,” Feng Wuchen said with a slight smile, not in a rush to question him, choosing instead to focus on healing first.

At this point, Nangong Zhan and Bai Mie had already returned, bringing Yin Yang Shifeng with them.

“Hall Master, this guy is dead,” Nangong Zhan said, tossing the corpse onto the ground.

“Boom!”

With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuchen sent a streak of black flame flying out, which instantly incinerated Yin Yang Shifeng’s body to nothing.

“Feng Wuchen, do you know what the consequences of killing a member of the Yin Yang family are?” the diviner asked coldly, his pale face contorting fiercely.

“Isn’t it just to annihilate us?” Feng Wuchen shrugged his shoulders, not worried, then added, “The Dragon God Palace might have feared your Yin Yang family before, but now, well, your Yin Yang family can give it a try.”

“Do not think that with the help of the Primordial Ancient Beast, the Yin Yang family won’t be able to deal with you! Sooner or later, we will eradicate your Dragon God Palace,” the diviner snapped.

Once again shrugging his shoulders, Feng Wuchen said, “If you’ve got what it takes, then come at me. If you scare me, I’m not Feng Wuchen!”

With the danger resolved, Feng Wuchen paid no more attention to the diviner, and the group continued to heal.

Regaining peak condition was their best assurance of safety.

Three days flashed by, and Wuchen and his party had fully recovered, each of them brimming with vitality.

The Xumi Abyss was unrecognizable, the danger gone; the forbidden land of the Northern Profound Domain no longer existed.

Casting his gaze upon the diviner, who was also healing his severe injuries, Feng Wuchen sneered, “Don’t bother, with your injuries and no Elixir to aid you, it would take half a year to fully recover.”

While they healed, Feng Wuchen and his party remained alert, denying the diviner any chance to swallow an Elixir.

The diviner stopped healing and said nothing, casting an icy glance at Feng Wuchen.

“I stopped the Primordial Ancient Beast from killing you, not to save you. If you don’t cooperate, I will kill you at any moment. The Yin Yang family will lose a top-tier powerhouse, and we’ll have one less formidable enemy. It’s your choice to cooperate or not,” Feng Wuchen said coldly.

“The last time, the Dragon God Palace was almost destroyed by your hand, I remember that vividly. I’m giving you an hour, and if you don’t cooperate after that, I will send you on your way! Don’t doubt my words,” Feng Wuchen continued, gesturing with his index finger at the diviner.

The diviner coldly said, “I can’t break the Primordial Ancient Seal,”

“I know you can’t, but since the message passed down by your Yin Yang family ancestors exists, there must be a way to decipher it. Otherwise, why would you seek it? Tell me how to break the seal, and I’ll spare your life,” Feng Wuchen said with a slight cold smile.

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen had taken out the ancient scroll again, channeling the force of annihilation into it.

The scroll shone with golden light, hovered in the air, and soon projected the massive and terrifying seal again.

“Your time is running short, think carefully,” Feng Wuchen sneered, looking like he didn’t fear the diviner’s silence.

“Why should I believe you?” the diviner asked, faced with a life-or-death situation; naturally, he would choose life. At least by staying alive, there was a chance to take back power.

“Because your life is now in my hands. Is that enough for you?” Feng Wuchen responded coldly.

“You!” The diviner was furious, breathing heavily in anger.

“Diviner, you’re not in a position to negotiate terms with us. Whether you trust us is up to whether you dare take the gamble,” Liu Qingyang said with a sneer.

With his face contorting horribly, the diviner looked as though he wanted nothing more than to tear Feng Wuchen and his party to pieces.

The diviner was not foolish; Feng Wuchen was unlikely to easily let go of a formidable enemy who posed a constant threat.

But the diviner was left with no choice—either cooperate or die.

After struggling internally, the diviner finally chose to cooperate.

As long as the green hills remained, there would be no worry about burning wood; besides, Feng Wuchen possessed the power of the Primordial Ancient, which could indeed activate the scroll. From another perspective, it seemed like cooperation, but it was also beneficial for the diviner.

After a long silence, the diviner finally spoke, “To break the ancient seal, you need the power of the Primordial Ancient, which you possess. Just shatter the seal runes on the seal, and the seal will naturally be unlocked.”

“Shatter the seal runes? How exactly is that done?” Feng Wuchen pressed, his gaze fixed on the diviner, as if trying to determine if he was lying.

“The Primordial Annulus Gear, you have it on you. Just infuse Primordial Ancient power into the Primordial Annulus Gear, and you will be able to break the seal!” the diviner replied.

“The Primordial Annulus Gear?” Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, his gaze involuntarily moving to the runes on the high seal in the sky.

In his mind, he was thinking about the runes on the Primordial Annulus Gear, and connecting this with what the diviner said, it might actually make sense.

“Is it that simple?” Zhang Junlan asked incredulously, staring into the eyes of the diviner.

“Whether you believe it or not is your business. I’ve said all I need to say,” the diviner said through gritted teeth. He was deeply insulted by the threats from a group of juniors; fury raged within him.

“Big Brother Feng, can we trust what he says?” Miao Qingqing asked, somewhat worried.

“Big Brother Feng, didn’t they say that only the power of time could activate the Primordial Annulus Gear? Other Primordial Ancient powers aren’t feasible, are they?” Liu Qingyang asked, also doubting the diviner’s words.