Mrs. and Mr. Smith

This person is the old Daoist who has long resided at the top of Nine Netherworld Cliff, causing everyone to fear him.

With his appearance, it seemed as if some change had occurred throughout the entire Void.

As he set foot on the ground, golden and resplendent steps formed beneath him, lifting him up.

As he walked, the winds in the entire space swerved away, fearing that they might hinder him.

Such terrifying Pinnacle Force, it seemed as though the entire skies were covered by this old Daoist's Pinnacle Force.

Sithur Fatty's companion, Ahu, also turned pale.

"Who on earth is this guy?"

The appearance of this person startled him even more than Aleister Bright.

After all, Aleister Bright's reputation was well known, but the First Hermit had been secluded atop Nine Netherworld Cliff within this Holy Kingdom for almost years.

Rarely stepping into the Saint's World, even his name was only spread within the Path Profound Holy Kingdom.

Thus, there was little attention paid to the First Hermit, Zinder Snider.

After all, those who gained widespread fame were usually renowned across the entire Saint's World, while those obsessed with a small corner rarely received recognition.

Boom!

A red and a white eerie energy suddenly spiraled upward, intertwined.

A mournful howl seemed to resonate from beyond the Nine Netherworlds, and almost simultaneously, the bodies of all the eerie beings like Keaton Bian and Qin Ji suddenly cracked open.

Their bodies transformed into billions of red, blood-like, thick threads that wriggled like maggots.

Corpse lines?

Ziyan looked at the disintegrating Keaton Bian in front of her, a realization dawning upon her.

It was precisely these threads that gave these beings their seemingly immortal power.

The sprawling lines entered the Ghost Bride and another eerie being like a flood, and the rampant power unexpectedly allowed two heads to escape from Zinder Snider's grip.

The red and white eerie energies spiraled upward, erupting like a Volcano.

In an instant, dirges echoed throughout the entire void space.

Red-white festive and funeral silhouettes spread everywhere, an extremely ominous force emanating from the center of the Ghost Bride.

This ultimate ominous aura surged like a tide.

Cultivators affected by this power seemed to fall into a nightmare of terror.

Their faces turned pale, and their bodies trembled.

And then they collapsed headfirst, unable to awaken ever again.

"Watch out!"

Sithur Fatty's expression turned solemn.

The Heaven Path Umbrella shielded against this power, with the umbrella handle making unbearable sounds as if it might break at any moment.

"Such a terrifying power, this must be the extreme of Pinnacle Force..."

Ahu murmured from behind.

No one expected that these immortal beings controlled by the God-Sealing Panel would have such a move.

Zinder Snider stood motionless amidst the red and white eerie Pinnacle Force currents, like a reef in the deep sea, unaffected by the rushing waves.

When the red and white currents approached him, they diverted on either side.

Two powerful Pinnacle Forces collided head-on.

Step by step, Zinder Snider walked forward.

Just like that, he leisurely strolled forward and passed through the eerie red and white.

The next moment, the tidal red and white Pinnacle Force suddenly vanished.

The ominous funeral shadows scattered in an instant.

Two heads were tossed up and down in his hand, his expression unchanged, as if he had just done something trivial.

Then he bent his body like a shrimp, and the next moment he was already beside Aleister Bright.

"Long time no see..."

Bright showed a grim expression on his face.

"Yes, it's been a long time, hasn't it?"

Zinder Snider's face also rarely showed a reminiscent look.

"Ethan Smith, you take control of this umbrella, I've just erased my Soul Branding, protect yourselves. I fear Ahu might not listen to you if it's handed over to him."

Ethan was still in a daze as Sithur Fatty, empowered by the power of the Divine Picture of Luo River, rushed toward the God-Sealing Panel.

"Damn it, you fat bastard, you better come back alive!"

A lump formed in Ethan's chest.

Regardless of Sithur Fatty's reasons, handing such a precious artifact to him made Ethan feel so many unspoken emotions.

"The young master is just like the old master, who gambled successfully many years ago. But whether the young master can return alive this time is uncertain."

Ahu's face was full of bitterness.

"Ashan and Ayou, follow the young master; even if we can't help, we must witness this moment!"

Ahu shouted in a low voice.

"Hold on, I'm going with you too!"

Ethan did not hesitate.

"I'm going too!"

Alongside, Aiden and Frederick Cohen also spoke simultaneously.

The force of the God-Sealing Panel far exceeded everyone's imagination; without the Heaven Path Umbrella, the three might die at any moment, a fate Ethan couldn't allow.

"The Sithur Family has become the wealthiest family, gathering such powerful magical artifacts without ever declining; there must be a reason."

Aiden nodded in agreement.

Based on Sithur Fatty and his three followers' actions, one could deduce the family's formidable nature.

Even without the talents of the Aleister Family, they still seemed capable of shaking the Saint's World with their immense power.

Ethan used the Heaven Path Umbrella to protect everyone, but after a certain distance, it proved impossible to move any closer. The violent currents battered the Heaven Path Umbrella.

The collision between the two forces seemed to distort the surrounding space.

Though they appeared only inches away, it was unclear how many light-years separated them.

The old servant Channing beside them also tried desperately to approach the final battleground for the God-Sealing Panel but was equally unsuccessful.

Before this powerful force, not even a wisp of air could enter.

Boom!

Amid countless sounds of space shattering, Sithur Fatty, wrapped within the land of the Divine Picture of Luo River, entered like a meteor.

In the next moment, a petite figure appeared in this place.

Ziyan unraveled her sling, placing the gigantic Ten Directions Annihilation beside her.

In the Saint's World, the wealthiest family, Sithur Fatty, Slayer of Gods Ziyan, First Hermit Zinder Snider, and Aleister Family Head Bright, at this moment, gathered in the same space.

"The little fatty of the Sithur family is here too. Aren't you afraid of dying here, daring to enter this God-Sealing Space relying on a single Talisman?"

Zinder Snider laughed aloud.

"Uncle Zinder, look at what you're saying! I'm here to give you and Uncle Bright a hand."

Sithur Fatty wiped the cold sweat from his temple and quickly showered them with flattery.

Ziyan stood silently, the space near the Ten Directions Annihilation around her continually annihilating.

This divine artifact, even when unintentionally releasing power, was terrifying enough to destroy space.

Coupled with the God-Sealing Panel, the collision of the five powers brought an immediate compressed transformation.