Wait a minute, where is my master?

"What's going on?"

"How did this door manage to come out from the chamber on its own?"

"Is it not waterproof?"

With various questions in mind, Jin Xu once again halted his steps that were meant to advance and clear the Chaos Clan members, turning back with a puzzled look to the ink jade door that was still dripping water.

The door of this chamber was now three feet off the ground, suspended in mid-air, and completely open.

"What is this thing?"

Tianxing Taoist, upon seeing this abruptly, was also somewhat perplexed and confused.

Clearly, having been trapped in this Ruined Array for a long time, he was unaware that such a thing was hidden underneath him.

The young Taoist, hearing his master's words, didn't know how to explain for a moment. After all, he had only sensed that this object seemed to share the same origin as those from the Age Chicken tribe's coconut grove, but who set it up and why it appeared here,

he knew nothing about it.

"I'm not aware of the specifics, but the so-called 'god' of the Chaos Clan actually had strings of control connected to it, which spread from this door. So, it must be an enemy."

The Tianxing Taoist inside the double-layered, thickened Spiritual Power Shield heard this and his face changed instantly.

"Are you saying that this so-called 'god' is actually being manipulated by something inside this door?"

Tianxing Taoist said, his brows furrowing tightly as he stared fixedly at the ink jade door suspended in mid-air.

Originally, he was both surprised and baffled that the 'Chaos Clan God' was easily dealt with by his beloved disciple. Yet, before even a cup of tea could pass,

something even more formidable seemed to have emerged!

"Although my disciple is extraordinarily gifted in his cultivation speed, I'm not sure if he can withstand this. This, this, this..."

The Tianxing Taoist started to feel an inner sense of urgency.

Roaming the Nine Provinces Immortal World for half his life, he now felt a sense of powerlessness rising from the bottom of his heart.

Meanwhile, outside the Ruined Array,

the Chaos Clan members, who were originally at a loss, began to regain some vitality upon seeing the ink jade door suddenly levitate.

Some, devoutly, had already put down their weapons, murmuring prayers as they started to kneel in worship. Others, extremely fanatical, actually strode towards the direction of the young Taoist.

As if they had completely thrown caution to the wind.

It seemed that they firmly believed, with the existence of the ink jade door, they would encounter no harm.

"Yes, Master, the so-called god of the Chaos Clan is nothing but a puppet,"

Jin Xu gave the old Taoist an affirmative response, slightly tilting his head and glancing at those Chaos Clan members who had dropped their weapons and were running over, he muttered softly.

"Although I don't know what they're saying, it seems... this thing might be a faith of their clan?"

The young Taoist couldn't comprehend worshipping a door.

However, he understood the meaning of 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'.

Therefore, Jin Xu, while continuing to send his Spiritual Sense deeper into the door, simultaneously conjured a golden Thunder Arc in the palm of his hand, preparing to first deal with this group of intensely fanatical Chaos Clan people.

However, before he could act, he suddenly sensed an invisible force strand shooting out from the ink jade door, latching onto the nearby yellow phantom that was about to dissipate.

Immediately after, the 'Chaos Clan God,' which had been dull for a long time and on the verge of fading, suddenly sprung back to its original state, its aura even seemed faintly stronger than before.

And then!

It began to massacre all the Chaos Clan members present!

"Little Taoist, the god in the mouths of these lowly creatures is indeed controlled by me. However, you're wrong about one thing.

"We, are not necessarily enemies,"

At the same time, from within the portal of ink jade that had opened, a voice that sounded like metal scraping emerged from the door knocker of the ink jade door.

Accompanied by the screams of numerous members of the Chaos Clan and the progressive spread of the scent of blood in the air, there emerged a sense of slaughter akin to that of a battlefield.

"Not necessarily enemies?"

Jin Xu meaninglessly repeated the other party's words, while his Spiritual Sense swiftly spread into the door.

Although the sound seemed to come from the door knocker, the speaker appeared to have used some method of long-distance message transmission, as their physical body was not present there.

Moreover, he had sent his Spiritual Sense into it before, but at that time, besides a familiar aura, there was only a narrow and endless void corridor inside; he had extended along it for quite a while without seeing any living creature.

After that, he had reached the periphery of the Formation where the old Taoist was, so he temporarily withdrew his Spiritual Sense.

It was only after the so-called 'god' of the Chaos Clan was summoned that Jin Xu's attention was once again caught by the ink jade door.

"I had thought that behind this object was an expanse of nothingness; now that there are sounds coming from it, it seems there must be living creatures inside. However, the corridor behind this door is indeed excessively long,"

While speeding up the exploration of his Spiritual Sense, the young Taoist silently complained to himself.

The being inside the ink jade door that had spoken, however, remained unaware of Jin Xu's intention to stall for time.

Of course, they hadn't even noticed the young Taoist had sent his Spiritual Sense into the door.

"Yes, the actions of these despicable creatures do not represent my will. They are nothing but pitiful worms who failed the trials of my lord's inheritance and shamelessly attached themselves here."

"I have no intention of becoming an enemy to you, young Taoist; perhaps we could even become friends? Or maybe, fellow Daoists?"

The metallic scraping voice from within the ink jade door was heard once more, and the yellow apparition that had been slaughtering the Chaos Clan members now astonishingly divided itself into several phantoms.

Instantly, the area around the ruined Formation was filled with an even greater number of screams and the smell of blood.

Witnessing the Chaos Clan members being ruthlessly slaughtered by their own revered 'deity,' Jin Xu couldn't help feeling a sense of absurdity.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't intervene.

Whether it's the circumstances of this world or the color of Qi, the Chaos Clan with their strange appearances and cruel actions never deserve sympathy at any time.

Their current predicament should be considered as reaping what they have sown?

Or maybe, a case of dog-eat-dog?

"Become friends? Heh, the Chaos Clan members might be cruel in their actions, but their devotion to you seems quite fanatic. Yet now you don't hesitate to kill them mercilessly..."

"Just for that reason, I'm afraid I dare not make friends with you,"

Jin Xu continued to speak words of little substance in order to buy time while his Spiritual Sense, which had spread into the ink jade door, had already passed through countless void corridors and was still extending further.

At the same time, he noticed some of the Chaos Clan, who had recovered from their shock, started picking up the weapons they had originally cast aside to resist their 'god' whom they had once knelt down to.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and it hardly mattered.

"I've said, they are just despicable creatures forcibly attached here, and just by using the law aura scattered from the theft of my lord's inheritance to forge weapons, I have enough reason to annihilate them.

"Now that they are dead, let it be the price they pay for their theft."

The voice of metallic friction paused briefly after saying this, then continued,

"You, young Taoist, are different from them."

"Hmm, I know, I'm much better looking than them,"

Jin Xu interjected with a timely jest.

The voice of metallic friction from the ink jade door seemed unexpectedly taken aback by the young Taoist's sudden self-praise regarding his appearance.

For a moment, there was a brief silence.