Wait a minute, where is my master?

Perhaps it was the presence of their own "god," that provided them with confidence.

Or perhaps it was the confidence itself that allowed them to think they could regain the upper hand from this indomitable Human Race Cultivator.

In any case, those of the Chaos Clan who had not witnessed Jin Xu catching all attacks from the Chaos Clan God with a single hand were now visibly excited.

Some raised the weapons in their thin limbs high, swinging them about, while others opened what little was left of the features on their faces, emitting piercing and shrill noises.

Still, some knelt down on the spot to worship the still figure, whose feet no longer moved but whose hands still trembled.

"Roar!"

Perhaps because his followers were present, the so-called God of the Chaos Clan disappeared from the spot again, launching an attack on the young Taoist.

As the Chaos Clan felt their "god" taking action, they frantically grew more excited, as if they could see Jin Xu dying horribly any second!

"Gufeng Rui!"

Having learned from the recent setback, the yellow apparition didn't choose close combat again this time.

It disappeared and reappeared behind the young Taoist at an angle. As it chanted some ancient syllables, it swiftly pulled out its entire ink-colored spine from its back!

This spine, unified in its chaotic essence and devoid of any flesh, faintly circulated runes that symbolized sharpness.

Clearly, this object was also a weapon containing the laws of sharpness, but whether in terms of aura, strength, or the manner of its appearance, it was much stronger than the primitive objects held by the ordinary members of the Chaos Clan.

"Be careful!"

The Tianxing Taoist, standing behind Jin Xu, saw this scene and couldn't help but shout out anxiously.

In contrast, the two women and the elephant just outside the Ruined Array, being so close to the Chaos Clan, were honestly just spectators knowing the young Taoist's strength.

Even so, the two women, curious about this strange species and having a rare opportunity to get close, were leaning upfront, observing carefully against the Golden Spiritual Power Shield.

While for Jin Xu, whether it was when the yellow apparition disappeared or when it pulled out its ink-colored spine to attack,

He still maintained his head bowed, his eyes shining with a faint silver light, constantly focused on the ground before his toes.

"So this god, it actually came out from here?"

Just as the ink-colored spine was about to touch the young Taoist's back, and even the space around because of the sharp runes on the object began to crack.

Jin Xu suddenly murmured softly.

Immediately afterward, he loosely gripped his right palm, forming a flat Golden Thunderbolt within it.

"Swoosh!"

The young Taoist shook his wrist lightly the moment the flat Golden Thunderbolt formed,

And he sent out the terrifyingly powerful "Hand Palm Thunder."

However...

The target of "Hand Palm Thunder" this time was neither the ink-colored spine about to stab into Jin Xu's back nor the 'Chaos Clan God' still far off and afraid to approach.

The flat Golden Thunderbolt shot straight towards a spot an inch in front of the young Taoist's toes, deeply embedding itself into the crystal ground.

"Boom."

A somewhat muffled explosion sounded from beneath everyone's feet, and the crystal on the ground shattered instantly, creating countless web-like cracks.

Fortunately, Jin Xu's target was not his own footing, so the ground where they stood wouldn't collapse any time soon.

And just after this seemingly irrelevant strike was launched, the ink-colored spine, which was about to stab into Jin Xu's back, bizarrely hovered in mid-air.

Looking at the distant yellow apparition, the god of the Chaos Clan, its color was now rapidly starting to fade.

"It seems indeed so, your so-called 'God' is nothing but a puppet on strings."

While speaking, Jin Xu turned around, silently retracting the golden spiritual power that had already covered his entire body beneath his Taoist robe.

One must put on a show, but one cannot underestimate their own safety.

He lifted his arm, and with a gentle wave forward, not even touching the ink-colored spine, simply the air currents flowing around caused what had initially appeared to be an exceedingly sharp and sturdy object to disintegrate into flying ash.

"Eh? It seems calling it a puppet on strings is an understatement. At least when the strings of a puppet are cut, the puppet itself wouldn't just shatter directly."

Witnessing this scene, Jin Xu murmured softly, then immediately turned his gaze towards the yellow apparition that had almost faded to transparency.

At that moment, outside the ruined array.

The Chaos Clan members, who had been crazily screaming earlier, were now oppressively silent.

What happened to the 'God' that was supposed to be omnipotent?!

How could their 'God' suddenly become useless after that human cultivator flicked his own toes?

Is this really our 'Chaos Clan God', or is it your darn toenail?!

The members of the Chaos Clan fell into deep self-doubt and silence.

The leader who had previously knelt at the forefront of the Little Ink Jade Gate was quick to react. It sensed that their 'God' had suddenly become inexplicably weak, even on the verge of dissipating.

So, it quickly grabbed another member from its side, and as it had done at the Little Ink Jade Gate, after a bit of preparation, threw the unfortunate fellow far towards the feet of the fading pale yellow apparition.

But...

This time their God, which usually loved the flesh and blood during sacrifices, showed no reaction at all.

Seeing this, Jin Xu prepared to step forward, taking advantage of most of the Chaos Clan being gathered there, to wipe them out clean.

However, just as he took two steps, suddenly a hissing sound came from behind him.

"Hm?"

The young Taoist turned back curiously, only to find that the gap previously created by the Hand Palm Thunder had sprouted a geyser about one foot high.

"Isn't there a doorless chamber below this formation, and a strange Ink Jade Gate that's only slightly open? Where did this darn fountain come from?"

With this question in mind, Jin Xu sent his Spiritual Sense down below again.

Then, he discovered that the golden thunderbolt that had severed the invisible thread extending from the Ink Jade Gate...

had also created an opening on the chamber floor.

And beneath this chamber appeared to be a large reservoir, so after it filled the room, it naturally spouted out from the crevice.

"... Hand Palm Thunder causing a fountain, could this really be karma!?"

Jin Xu silently ridiculed the situation in his mind, then turned back, no longer concerning himself with the miniature fountain, and continued towards the disoriented Chaos Clan outside the ruined array.

But this time he had only taken three steps.

The sound of turbulent water from behind him suddenly intensified.

The young Taoist heard the noise, didn't stop his steps, and was about to inwardly sneer again.

But the crystal stone floor beneath his feet, which looked like a large web, suddenly and violently trembled.

Immediately after, the sound of shattering crystal stones erupted from behind him!

Accompanied by countless tiny water droplets and crystal shards, they scattered all over the sky above the ruined array!