Chapter 0797 Headless Giant

Chapter 0797 The Headless Colossus

Lan Suyao felt a surge of anger upon hearing Qin Yun's words.

She suddenly felt as if she had been tricked. Just moments ago, she had believed Qin Yun truly had an ace up his sleeve and that there were indeed traps ahead.

But now, it seemed all of it was just an illusion Qin Yun had created.

Bao Changshou and Jian Linglong were the first to move.

They swiftly flew to Qin Yun's side, also examining the ornate purple-gold dragon throne.

Seeing that Bao Changshou and the others were unharmed, Lan Suyao rushed forward in fury.

"Qin Yun, was what you said earlier true? You better not be lying to me!" Lan Suyao's voice was filled with rage.

"Everything I said was absolutely true, not a word of it is false!" Qin Yun declared with certainty. "Of course, you can choose not to believe me and figure it out yourselves!"

Xiao Yuemei, hearing Qin Yun's words, knew right away he was lying.

She had taught him this trick before—even if it was false, he had to insist it was true.

Moreover, Qin Yun's words were half-truths. Without full knowledge of the situation, most would likely choose to believe him.

Especially now, when no one knew how to escape, and Qin Yun remained immune to the traps here. So, despite her suspicions, Lan Suyao had no choice but to trust him for the time being.

"Qin Yun, what’s your situation now?" Jian Linglong asked.

"I’m glued to this damn chair, and I don’t know why!" Qin Yun said with a bitter smile. "As soon as I got here, I flew over and sat here, and now I can’t get up!"

Gui Yangjun muttered a curse, "This punk couldn’t even escape, yet he played it up! I bet everything he said was fake, just to dodge Suyao’s temper!"

Xiao Yuemei chuckled, "Even if she wanted to punish him, what could she do?"

The Profound Domain group were also unsure whether to believe Qin Yun’s earlier claims.

Even if they doubted him, they had no choice but to follow Lan Suyao’s lead for now.

Here, aside from Qin Yun, most of the powerful figures were terrified of Lan Suyao.

Her Sacred Eye could unleash an eerie power capable of turning people into sapphire statues.

Qin Yun, still seated on the chair, had tried every method but couldn’t stand up.

Earlier, he had used the strange dragon blood to avoid being constrained by the formations here, but now it no longer worked.

Jian Linglong scanned the chair and said, "There are no magical engravings on this chair!"

"Really? Then why am I stuck and can’t get up?" Qin Yun was pissed off.

"Slice off some ass meat, and you’ll be able to stand. With your strength, you should recover quickly!" Lan Suyao said coldly.

"Hell no!" Qin Yun’s regenerative abilities were strong, but the thought alone was painful.

Lan Suyao couldn’t help but recall how Qin Yun had once whooped her ass, stoking her rage.

Turtle Immortal suddenly shouted, "A sacrifice—that’s it! The person sitting on the chair must die! Only then can we advance to the next stage!"

Hearing this, Gui Yangjun immediately yelled, "Suyao, off Qin Yun now! That way, we can move forward!"

"Damn that ancient turtle!" Qin Yun immediately cursed.

"Master, you promised not to harm him!" Zi Qingcheng whispered.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!" Lan Suyao turned to Turtle Immortal and asked, "Is there any other way besides this?"

"No, he must die! Otherwise, we can't proceed to the next place!" Turtle Immortal shook his head.

Zi Qingcheng frowned slightly and said, "There's another way—a blood sacrifice!"

She remembered that some sacrificial rituals only required a large amount of blood.

"Fine, I'll do it myself... By the way, all of you, stay away! I'm worried something might happen!" Qin Yun took out a knife, sliced open his palm, and forced his blood to drip onto the ornate throne.

As the blood dripped onto it, the chair absorbed it. Qin Yun's blood sizzled as the throne drank it hungrily.

"Stay away from me!" Qin Yun suddenly shouted. "I can sense a power surge!"

"Are you really okay?" Jian Linglong asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, just go! Hurry!" Qin Yun urged.

Lan Suyao moved the fastest, pulling Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi with her as she retreated from the elevated dragon throne, descending to the hall below.

Soon after, Bao Changshou and the rest beat a hasty retreat.

CRASH! BOOM!

The hall began to tremble violently.

Qin Yun stopped the bloodletting—he could now leave the chair.

"This chair is also a treasure. Mine now!" Qin Yun forcefully pulled the chair up and stowed it in his spatial storage.

At that moment, a shadowy claw suddenly emerged from beneath the chair, like some eldritch horror's appendage.

The sudden appearance of the claw startled everyone.

Qin Yun let out a shrill yelp before flying toward Jian Shitian and the others.

"Kekekeke..." A series of eerie laughter echoed as the ground beneath the chair shattered, revealing a monster looming several yards high.

The monster had a massive head with a geometric eye in the center, and its two arms were covered in writhing cephalopod limbs.

Its body was void-black, with two mouths that emitted a maddening, guttural chortle.

"Your blood tastes delicious! Stay and feed me, kekekeke..."

The monster laughed, its geometric eye locking onto Qin Yun before shooting several crimson geometric projectiles that instantly struck Qin Yun's back.

At that moment, Lan Suyao suddenly appeared beside Qin Yun and swiped her palm through the red squares.

Boom!

The concussive blast detonated, accompanied by coruscating crimson and azure flares, unleashing a titanic force wave.

Despite the intense impact, the gilded chamber stood miraculously intact.

Qin Yun had already reached Jian Shitian and the others—he had barely evaded the attack.

Jian Shitian shouted, "Su Yao, do you need help?"

Lan Suyao said coldly, "I don’t need your help!"

As she rushed out of the haze of red and blue light, the monster's square eye blazed with crimson light, firing countless red beams that instantly bathed the bright hall in a lurid red glow, making it feel as if they were trapped in a world of blood.

"Beware of those red beams!" Lan Suyao's eyes also emitted a cold blue light, blocking the red beams attacking her.

Jian Shitian and Bao Changshou, the two sect leaders, quickly summoned powerful barriers of Immortal energy to shield the younger disciples behind them.

Others who reacted too slowly were struck by the red light, their flesh rapidly dissolving into bloody sludge that seeped into the ground.

With just this single attack, the monster slaughtered hundreds—Demon Cultivators, members of the Long Family, forces from the Spirit Barrens, and even the Ancient Remnants’ beastmen all suffered casualties.

However, the Sword Immortal Pavilion and the Immortal Arms City emerged unscathed, as they had brought few people.

The blue light from Lan Suyao's eyes surged forward, striking the monster's lone square eye.

The monster howled in fury before its body gradually turned into a blue stone statue.

After the monster turned to stone, the crowd was struck dumb with awe.

No one expected Lan Suyao to be capable of turning such a massive creature into stone.

Lan Suyao flew over, unsheathed a longsword, and removed the monster's square eye.

"This leads down!" Lan Suyao said, looking at the hole the monster had emerged from—the same spot beneath the throne.

Qin Yun felt a chill remembering having sat right above that hole earlier.

"That woman took the monster's eye—she might be able to wield its power herself one day!" Ling Yuner remarked.

Everyone had witnessed how terrifying the one-eyed monster's eye was—just by emitting red beams, it had turned a large group into puddles of gore.

"I'll go first!" Lan Suyao dove into the deep pit.

"Let's go!" Jian Shitian said.

After Lan Suyao descended, Jian Shitian and the others followed.

Qin Yun also jumped into the pit behind Bao Changshou and Jian Shitian.

After landing, they found themselves in a cavernous, pitch-black corridor that required illumination.

Lan Suyao led the way, her azure eyes emitting pulses of white light, brightly illuminating the path ahead.

When the group saw the state of the wide corridor, they were stunned.

Lining both sides of the corridor were numerous giants—each several meters tall, seated cross-legged with their backs against the walls.

Most horrifying of all, these giants were all headless, and their chests had gaping holes where their hearts once were, as if someone had ripped them out.

"These giants' bodies are incredibly strong, rivaling an Immortal’s!" Jian Shitian exclaimed in surprise after tapping one with his sword.

"Perhaps it's because their bodies were so strong that they've been preserved until now?" Bao Changshou speculated.

The orcs and Demon Cultivators had also descended, forming the largest group with nearly two thousand members.

Upon learning that these giants' bodies were nearly Immortal-level, they were sent into a frenzy and began ravenously tearing into the corpses.

Even many Emperor Wu-ranked Demon Cultivators joined in devouring the giants' flesh.

"These reckless creatures will bite into anything! They start eating without even understanding the risks—don’t they fear consequences?" Qin Yun muttered angrily.

Others also watched with deep frowns.

The Long Family and those from the Profound Domain, however, remained unfazed, as such behavior was commonplace to them.

Lan Suyao said nothing. She knew the orcs all too well—they would eat any meat they found!

She advanced cautiously at the front, while Qin Yun followed closely behind, his eyes darting around vigilantly.

"Ahhh—!"

Suddenly, blood-curdling screams erupted from behind.

Lan Suyao whirled around to see the Demon Cultivators and orcs who had eaten the giants' flesh ballooning hideously, their flesh splitting open, gushing rivers of blood.

*Snap! Pop!*

Strange noises erupted from their bodies as they violently bulged, growing several meters tall.

"Suyao! Quick—kill them now!" Gui Yangjun shrieked in panic. As the only one from the Ghost Sheep Clan who hadn’t eaten the giants' flesh, he had been spared.