Cursed Demon Mountain,
A host of cultivators chased fiercely after a youth dressed in white robes. The youth that was being chased held tightly onto a golden box.
He was breathing raggedly, a testament to his possible exhaustion from fleeing for a long period of time. But he was brimming with determination to not get caught by his pursuers, so even the exhaustion to him was but a little price to pay for eventual freedom.
"Zhang Haoyun, run all you can, you can't escape your death. Just hand over the Golden Box and we promise to grant you a swift death" one of the pursuing cultivators scoffed angrily.
"Spit all you can, there's no way you'll get the treasure from me haha" the youth responded accordingly.
His tone contained a very unapologetic feeling to it, he seemed to care little about reasoning with his pursuers.
"You really are stubborn as the rumors said. Too bad for you, earlier you were sapped of your divine energy with our God Slaying Formation. You're only a dying firefly, consider doing yourself a honor by handing it over" another cultivator called out to Zhang Haoyun while the latter ceaselessly fled.
"Even if you promised me eternal life, what is mine is mine, I'm not handing it over to any of you. Kill me if you want haha!" Zhang Haoyun ridiculed with a crazed laugh.
"Zhang Haoyun, it's not yours. You stole the Golden Box from my Mu Tribe. You're a god, I can't believe you will have such a bluffing tongue" a cultivator among the pursuers vented angrily, he seemed to hold a tight grudge with Zhang Haoyun.
"I don't remember knowing any tribe called MU!" Zhang Haoyun retorted flatly, "All I know is that this Golden Box got to me, so it's mine to keep. Your Mu Tribe is nothing of worth to me"
"YOU!!!!"
The cultivator's ears twitched, his facial muscles contorting in irritation from unbridled rage for Zhang Haoyun.
"Fellow Daoists, what are waiting for, let's kill this bastard already" the cultivator suggested afterwards. He seemed to want to employ their hands to kill Zhang Haoyun at the spot.
"If you all can humble yourselves and swear to become my loyal servants, it'll be a long term achievement bigger than some useless box!" Zhang Haoyun rather than mellowing, threw in more flames to flare up the chaos that was already brewing.
"Hmph! Arrogant words for a stripped deity like you. Zhang Haoyun, your pride would cost you an early death" one of the chasing cultivators dressed in Taoist robes advised sternly.
"Sect Master Jian, you're even prouder and you actually survived, I should survive even longer haha" Zhang Haoyun laughed without remorse, igniting the ire of the cultivators with every speech he made.
However, he was not only speaking, he was actively touring the vast mountain that stretched to the size of several mountains spanning a distance oi normal towns.
His endurance to this point was an attestation to his great power as someone who was a god. He had a glib tongue but he also had enough power to back it up which made him garner the rage of his pursuers to a fault.
He could tell that the slope of the mountain was coming to a narrow end. A few more kilometers and it would be the cliff of the Cursed Demon Mountain.
"Zhang Haoyun, you really want to sacrifice your life for a worthless golden box. You are unfit to be a god!" Sect Master Chen barked furiously as Zhang Haoyun nonchalantly escaped with the wind.
They were powerful enough like Zhang Haoyun and they could see that the latter was really bent on dying no matter what. He also wanted to take the Golden Box along with him to his demise.
They were afraid of the ominous Cursed Demon Mountain and the cliff that was among the top ten danger zones in the universe. But Zhang Haoyun on the other hand, seemed to just want to piss them off out of spite by disappearing alongside the Golden Box.
"Brothers, we need to trap this evil god before he actually topples over and disappears into the cliff" Sect Master Chen urged with a serious expression.
"Sure!" Everyone echoed simultaneously and charged with violence towards Zhang Haoyun.
"Great Devastation Palm!"
"Desolation Claws!"
"Heaven Splitting Sword!"
"Bloody Gale Blades!"
"Space Ripping Finger!"
"..."
Several attacks shot chaotically towards Zhang Haoyun with exact precision.
Zhang Haoyun was weak and exhausted, it was understandable that he could not shield from so many attacks locked at him from a distance.
However, he turned backwards with a sneer on his bloodied face.
"Finger of God: Dawn of Chaos!"
Zhang Haoyun merely pointed his index finger towards the incoming attacks.
"This…This evil god actually dared to use that technique despite his exhaustion. He's really planning to burn the bridges and die with the Golden Box" the Mu Tribe cultivator exclaimed with a look of terror.
Surprisingly, this cultivator was not the only one that was entranced with a terrorized gaze at Zhang Haoyun's seemingly casual finger poke. Everyone of them down to Sect Master Chen, who was likely the most powerful of them had grim looks.
A finger projection that was like a giant's index finger manifested in the sky. It was coated with violent purple thunder that screamed judgement to all who beheld it.
Like a mechanically created phenomenon, the finger projection propped slowly. Infact, it could have been said to have suppressed the spatial laws in the Cursed Demon Mountain and was hence weakened slightly in its speed.
At a go, it abruptly shot in the direction of the incoming attacks hurled by all the cultivators pursuing after Zhang Haoyun. It vibrated greatly with a banging sound and caused a violent tear in the space.
KABOOM!
Nearly all of their initially intended attacks slid through the spatial hole and got sucked in by the latter.
"Destroy the spatial hole." Sect Master Chen ordered at once.
The cultivators hence shot another flurry of attacks to quake the spatial hole apart. In less than a minute, the spatial hole blew up with a loud bang.
BANG!
PFFT!
The terrible explosion caused a backlash on the already waning Zhang Haoyun causing the latter to be flung back like a cascading leaf blown by a wild wind.
He even violently coughed out a mouthful of golden blood.
Gods were already sanctified and had a different color of blood compared to those who were not.
Following his violent coughing of blood, his face paled considerably and even his waning aura dimmed a lot more considerably.
"Brothers, good news! The evil god is on his last legs, we'll be able to snatch the Golden Box from him with one more attack" Sect Master Chen urged the other cultivators.
It wasn't easy for their side as well, they were equally pale and exhausted from the time they tried to forcibly dispel the huge spatial hole that Zhang Haoyun created. Luckily for them, they had the advantage of numbers which was effective enough to pose a threat to him.
"Old fools!" Zhang Haoyun sneered in his heart as he watched them encircle him from the corner of his eyes.
The cliff was right behind him which made it a lot more easier for his plan to succeed. However, the cultivators encircled him to the point whereby they tightly guarded his path to it.
"Zhang Haoyun, hand it over already. You've caused enough trouble already. If at all you hand it over, we'll at least keep your divine body intact" Sect Master Chen threatened maliciously.
"Haha! I would be waiting for the day you kill me" Zhang Haoyun spat mockingly.
"Kill him!" The cultivator from the Mu Tribe was less entertaining of a choice for Zhang Haoyun.
"Yes, Sect Master Chen, you are being too lenient"
"Waste him!"
"An arrogant deity deserves death for the good of all humanity"
'Slay the evil god and the balance of the world will be returned"
"If we don't kill him today and let him survive, he will come after our various sects and tribes. He must die if we want our peace back"
The cultivators incited Sect Master Chen with their various pleas for the slaughter of Zhang Haoyun. Their collective screams to murder the evil god eventually filled his heart with even more anger towards him.
"Fine, we'll kill him. Everyone, attack together!" Sect Master Chen commanded.
"Old fools, you should all go to hell!" Zhang Haoyun sneered and made a surprising action.
His hands flashed for a blinking moment and a red pill appeared in his hands.
"This…This is..."
The cultivators expressed shock and fear at the sight of the red pill in Zhang Haoyun's grasp.
Before they could process their thoughts, he crushed the pill with two fingers, generating an nuclear explosion.
KABOOM!
A sense of devastation filled the Cursed Demon Mountain as a massive stretch of red fog spread out from the nuclear explosion.
"Have a great time, haha!" Zhang Haoyun laughed wickedly and ran towards the cliff with decisiveness.
AARGGH!!!
It was unknown what the red fog was or what its presence stood for.
However, when the red fog made its appearance, the cultivators became very occupied with trying to fend it off with seriousness. The threat of the fog was even more important than the Golden Box to them.
Thus, Zhang Haoyun seized this opportunity to jump down the cliff with decisiveness.
"Bastard! Stop him!" Sect Master Chen barked furiously while trying to fend off the red fog with a mighty sword array.
However, the others were equally using their own means to repel the strange red fog which made it impossible for them to divulge the energy to chase after Zhang Haoyun.
With this sense of ease, Zhang Haoyun calmly slid down the cliff. He didn't forget to give a malicious grin at the cultivators while he hugged the box tightly and let himself fall through the cliff afterwards.
The expression of frustration on his enemies' face gave him a sense of satisfaction that was worth his death.
However, the realization of the world turning astutely dark made him grow solemn for a while as he tried to comprehend the surrounding darkness around him while he fell even further.