Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

186: Chapter 186: The Instantaneous Prison of Annihilation and Soul Searching and RefiningNangong Xuan’s hand movement seemed slow, but was actually faster than lightning. Facing this group of vicious bandit Cultivators, there was no mercy in his heart, only cold killing intent. On his journey west to save his son, how could he allow mere ants to block his path?

Seeing that Nangong Xuan actually dared to take the initiative to attack, a fierce light burst from the one-eyed old man’s eye as he shouted, ”Do it! Kill him! Leave the women!” The four bandit Cultivators behind him had long been unable to restrain themselves. Upon hearing his command, they immediately erupted with powerful Evil Qi. Various poisoned Magic Treasures and sinister techniques poured toward Nangong Xuan like a violent storm! For a moment, a sinister wind howled and ghostly shadows overlapped, dyeing half the sky a murky color.

However, facing this siege that would have left an ordinary Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator in a frantic state, Nangong Xuan’s expression didn’t change at all. He didn’t even look at the attacks; he merely spread the five fingers of his raised right hand and gave a gentle squeeze toward the void ahead.

There was no world-shaking momentum, nor any dazzling brilliance.

Only—Nirvana!

Centered on his palm, an ultimate, absolute Domain of nothingness instantly expanded like a silent kingdom of death, enveloping the five bandit Cultivators along with all their attacks!

”What on earth is this?!” ”My magic power... is dissipating?!” ”No—!”

The terrified screams came to an abrupt halt.

Within that gray Nirvana Domain, which seemed capable of swallowing even light and time, the spiritual light of all the incoming Magic Treasures vanished the moment they made contact. They fell gloomily like ordinary iron, turning into fine powder in mid-air before even hitting the ground. Those malicious techniques, the howling sinister winds, and the hideous ghostly shadows were like they had met their natural nemesis; they failed to stir even a single ripple before returning completely to nothingness.

As for the five bandit Cultivators, they remained frozen in mid-air in their charging or spellcasting poses. Their bodies were like sand sculptures weathered for ten thousand years. Starting from the protective spiritual light on their surfaces, to their flesh, bones, Meridians, and Golden Cores... every substance containing energy and the Concept of ”existence” was silently annihilating and decomposing at a terrifying speed, turning into the most primitive particles and dissipating into that absolute ”nothingness.”

Their expressions were frozen in extreme terror and disbelief. Before even a scream or their Divine Souls could escape, they were completely erased from this world, leaving no trace behind.

Nirvana Instant Hell—in a single thought, a dead zone is defined, and all things return to nothingness!

This was Nangong Xuan’s deeper application of the Nirvana Sword Intent after fusing with the Profound Truth of the Nirvana True Seal fragments! Its power and control far exceeded what they had been before!

The gray Domain slowly dissipated, and the sky returned to clarity, as if those five vicious Golden Core Cultivators had never existed. Only a lingering trace of cold and deathly Dao charm in the air proved that the terrifying scene just now was not an illusion.

A flash of shock appeared in the beautiful eyes of both Su Muxue and Zi Linger. Although they knew Nangong Xuan’s strength had greatly improved, they hadn’t expected it to reach such a level—killing Cultivators of the same rank as if crushing ants, with methods that were even more mysterious and unpredictable.

However, at the very last moment before the one-eyed old man’s form was about to completely annihilate, Nangong Xuan’s eyes moved slightly, as if he had sensed something. He held his fingers together like a sword and pointed toward the dissipating Illusory Shadow, drawing it out!

”Buzz!”

A tiny, extremely weak fragment of a broken Divine Soul, which was about to annihilate along with its host, was forcibly stripped away by his exquisite control and imprisoned at his fingertips. That soul fragment twisted unsteadily, emitting the one-eyed old man’s final terror and resentment.

”Brother Xuan, what is this?” Su Muxue stepped forward, somewhat confused. Her husband had always been decisive in killing; why would he specifically leave this bit of remnant soul?

”His arrows and Cultivation Technique are a bit strange, unlike those of an ordinary Loose Cultivator,” Nangong Xuan said indifferently, the Nirvana Sword Intent flickering at his fingertips as it enveloped the soul fragment. ”Let’s see where they actually come from; perhaps there will be some unexpected gains.”

Soul Searching and Soul Refining were originally methods of the Demonic Path, which harmed the harmony of heaven. However, Nangong Xuan’s Nirvana Sword Intent was overbearingly exquisite, and since the opponent deserved death, he felt no psychological burden. The Annihilation Power invaded the broken soul, not roughly rummaging through memories, but like the most brilliant dissection, directly peering into the most original information imprint of its soul.

The remnant soul trembled violently, letting out a silent wail, and finally dissipated with a poof. The last bit of valuable information had been completely extracted by Nangong Xuan.

Nangong Xuan closed his eyes, quickly digesting the fragmented but crucial pieces of information, his brows gradually furrowing.

”How is it?” Su Muxue asked with concern.

”As expected, they aren’t simple Wasteland Hunters,” Nangong Xuan opened his eyes, a cold light flickering in them. ”They are low-level members of an organization called ’Shadow Fiend.’ They operate year-round near the main roads leading to the Land of the Far West, engaging in robbery and murder, while also being responsible for monitoring and intercepting specific targets—especially those with unusual ’Golden Qi’ or ’Star Power’ fluctuations.”

”Shadow Fiend? Golden Qi? Star Power?” Hearing this, Zi Linger’s expression changed slightly. ”I think I’ve heard Grandma mention this organization before. It’s said that the ’Jin Jue Sect’ from the west is behind them, and they act extremely covertly and maliciously.”

”Jin Jue Sect?” Nangong Xuan’s gaze narrowed. He had a vague impression of this name; it seemed to be a major Sect in the Land of the Far West, famous for Body Refining and controlling Golden Baleful Qi. Their strength was decent, but their reputation was poor, and they were quite overbearing.

From the one-eyed man’s memory fragments, the orders Shadow Fiend received were to closely monitor all westward-bound Cultivators who might be related to the metal attribute or Stellar Power, specifically looking for several specific items. One of the vague descriptions actually bore some resemblance to the ”sharp metal star key”! Furthermore, the Jin Jue Sect seemed determined to obtain something deep within ”Fallen Star Slope,” and their activities had been frequent recently.

”It seems the path to finding the sharp metal star key won’t be very peaceful. This Jin Jue Sect will likely be our potential opponent,” Nangong Xuan said in a heavy voice.

Just then, the phantom star key in his robes suddenly began to tremble on its own. The light representing the ”sharp metal star key” within it flickered with increased frequency, and that tragic, sharp Concept became even clearer. There was even a faint... sense of summoning and resonance?

At the same time, the chaos star core in Su Muxue’s embrace also buzzed softly. Lin Mo’s weak intent was transmitted once again, but this time it carried a hint of instinctive vigilance and... disgust?

”Gold... bad... hate...”

It seemed that some quality emitted by the distant sharp metal star key had triggered an instinctive repulsion from the chaos star core.

Nangong Xuan and Su Muxue looked at each other, their expressions becoming even more solemn. The state of the sharp metal star key seemed even more complex than they had imagined.

”Let’s go.” Nangong Xuan suppressed his thoughts and turned his gaze westward again. ”We’ll deal with whatever comes our way. No matter what, we must get our hands on the sharp metal star key.”

With a wave of his sleeve, a dark-gold Sword Gang enveloped the three of them. Their speed increased once more as they turned into a long rainbow stretching across the sky, tearing through the clouds and racing toward the Land of the Far West, where Evil Qi and sharp edges intertwined.

However, they didn’t notice that in the shadow of a rock below, a wisp of faint black gas, almost merged with the shadows, slowly emerged after they left. It twisted a few times before quietly sinking into the ground and vanishing.