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More and more cultivators congregated towards Siming Valley, and Yue Huanqin’s group also hurried over after collecting the Nine Turns Fate Water. There were surprisingly more than a hundred cultivators near the long and narrow gorge.
In the middle of the valley, two figures were currently in an intense struggle.
From a cultivator’s perspective, Star Generals were the supreme existences of Star World. Each Star Name represented the pinnacle of strength. Their battles were particularly perfect, and the experience that Star General combat could give a cultivator in terms of Realm perhaps would lead to a breakthrough. However, there were many cultivators who harbored sinister intentions, looking for an opportunity to avail themselves.
In Star World, there was no simpler way to become stronger than to kill a Star General and obtain her Star Energy.
The battle between both sides was very fierce, but it did not have that kind of earth-shattering destructive power. In a battle between first-rate Star Generals, let alone that low level cultivators could take a peek, they were in danger of losing their lives if their presence was detected. This allowed the other cultivators to dare spectate with a sense of safety.
“Yushu, what are the Star Names of those fighting?” Yue Huanqin asked.
“That black-clothed woman called herself ‘Thorn Of Turbulent Times’ Hou Jing. She is an Earthly Star. As for the Star General being attacked, I have not gotten a clear look for now.” Lu Yushu did not turn his eyes away. His gaze was aglow, drawn in by Hou Jing’s battle.
“Hou Jing?”
Yue Huanqin thought for a moment. This Star Name did not seem very famous in Star World.
At this time, a change occurred in the battle at the center of the valley. Pang Xuan’s golden arrow broke through space, shattering Milu’s defenses and shooting into her back. Thorn Of Turbulent Times Hou Niaoyan seized her chance to advance deal the finishing blow. The Star Energy on the “Mandarin Duck Splitter” was unleashed, and two arcs of light perfectly sliced into Milu’s ribs.
Then, it seemed like a duck’s wings pierced out of the woman’s back. Powerful Star Energy made Milu’s vacant eyes show an expression of pain.
“Milu!!”
When Yue Huanqin saw the Star General that Hou Jing was attacking was surprisingly their previous travel companion, Milu, she fell into shock.
“How can this be, it is her, unexpectedly.”
Lu Yushu sneered: “I just knew it. This woman is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Hmph, she was a Star General, as expected. How can a normal person be able to come to the Furious Flame Desert.”
“And Chen Mo?” Yue Huanqin’s expression was worried.
“Junior Sister, no need to look anymore. That Chen Mo is definitely dead.” Lu Yushu complacently said. “If he offended Hou Jing, how can a mere Thunder Tribulation cultivator be able to live.”
Yue Huanqin’s expression was a bit agonized. The girl tightly bit her lip. “I never imagined such a thing would occur.”
“What do we do? Should we go and help her?” Jing Tianchi suddenly spoke. He honestly had quite the good impression of Milu.
Lu Yushu disdainfully said: “Jing Tianchi, what kind of joke is that. Help her, are you saying we go oppose a Yellow Court Realm Peak Star General with just us alone? If you want to seek your own death, go ahead. I am not interested.”
The others said nothing more.
The man’s gaze was gloomy, and he was inwardly remorseful. “If I had known this Milu was such trash, I honestly should have killed her. This way, her Star Energy would be mine.”
Milu was heavily injured, her whole body drenched in blood, but the girl tightly held onto “Daji” without showing any sign of fighting back.
Hou Niaoyan had never seen such an opponent, one that surprisingly still did not resist even at death’s door.
“Just what the hell Star Name are you, why don’t you fight back?” Hou Niaoyan was a bit irritated. To the current her, for Milu to not fight her using a Destined Star Weapon was like she was bullying an ordinary woman. This was an extremely disgraceful thing to her.
“I cannot attack.” Milu shook her head.
“Even if you die?” Hou Niaoyan’s eyes showed an ominous glint.
“You will die…” Milu’s eyes were empty.
“Die.” Hou Niaoyan sneered: “You will kill me, Hou Jing? Ridiculous.”
“I cannot use my Star Weapon.” Milu lowered her head, her voice weak.
Hou Niaoyan grew more and more irritated. She had slain Heart Furnace Realm Star Generals before, but even they would fight with all their power to preserve their Star Name.
They were unlike Milu, who completely renounced her own Star Name’s power.
“Then take your Star Name to the grave.” Hou Niaoyan yelled.
Meanwhile, Qi Xi and the other bandit chiefs spectating the battle were bewildered by the scene before their eyes. They watched Milu raggedly persist, wounds covering her body such that she could fall at the slightest blow. Daoist Dried Bone said in surprise: “What is happening here? How is this Sir Lost Marquis such trash?”
“Yes, she’s so weak, even This Old Lady can kill her.” The red-faced old crone grumbled, her tone furious.
“I don’t know either.” Qi Xi was very surprised.
“Brother Qi Xi, don’t tell me you’ve never traded blows with Sir Lost Marquis?” The middle-aged man asked.
“Hmph, Sir Lost Marquis once slaughtered all of the Wusun.1 How could Your Servant trade blows with her.” Qi Xi coldly said. The Wusun were formerly the most powerful bandit camp in the Furious Flame Desert, possessing more than a hundred Human Immortals. Their leader, Wusun Chi, was also Earthly Immortal Realm and cultivated the “Raging Flame Blood God Sutra” that allowed him to cross the desert unparalleled.
Back then, Qi Xi and the others all followed them blindly.
The Wusun established the powerful kingdom of the “Xiongnu” in the Furious Flame Desert and became one of the most gruesome powers of the Cold Ksetra Star Field. But even such a formidable power was destroyed in a single night.
And the perpetrator was none other than Sir Lost Marquis.
The rumor was that Sir Lost Marquis mistakenly entered the Xiongnu Kingdom, and Wusun Chi desired her as a wife. The result was utter annihilation. This rumor shocked all of the desert. Although no one ever saw how Sir Lost Marquis exterminated Wusun Chi and his troupe of a hundred, his death was nevertheless an unmistakable fact.
But a Star General was powerful enough to destroy cultivators like them as easily as turning over her hand. Thus, Qi Xi and the others all kept their distance after seeing Sir Lost Marquis ever since.
Today, seeing Sir Lost Marquis being beaten so badly, they felt incredulous.
“If this goes on, not only will we have wasted ten thousand Astral Dollars, we will even have to watch Sir Lost Marquis’ Star Energy be taken away.” The old crone was already impatient.
“We should take action right now. With so many people, we have the qualifications to fight.” Daoist Dried Bone extended an arm as withered as a dried twig.
“Wait a bit longer…That Sir Lost Marquis can’t possibly be so simple…” Qi Xi murmured.
Hou Jing already had enough of the spectating cultivators. Milu thoroughly ignited the anger in the woman’s heart. Pang Xuan fired three powerful arrows that sealed Milu’s escape routes.
Hou Jing’s double-edged battle axe swung to directly take Milu’s head.
Another Dark Rank.
Just at this moment, all of a sudden, the river violently erupted, and a Buddhist wheel of life shot out of the water. It fired a black light, and the valley was immediately plunged into darkness.
The wheel suddenly swelled in size, becoming a hundred zhang large.
The wheel alternated between light and darkness, its eight spokes firing off beams of light. The wheel spun fiercely, and immense power rolled out from its revolutions, as if it was the only wheel in the world.
The eerie cries of ghosts and gods came from the wheel and echoed in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, this valley seemed to suffer some kind of immense crushing force. The mountains, trees, and river began to disintegrate.
“A Spirit Treasure.”
The spectating cultivators were astonished. They did not expect such a change, and they hastily activated defensive abilities and magic treasures.
The Gods And Demons Wheel unleashed its formidable power in all directions, making people unable to budge. Hou Jing sensed pressure, and she used the Mandarin Duck Splitter to ward off the black and white lights.
The world rumbled.
Pang Xuan fired off a few more arrows. When these golden lights entered the vicinity of the Life And Death Wheel, they were immediately crushed into dust. The man’s brows rose, “Is it a Spirit Treasure?”
Spirit Treasures were rather uncommon in Star World. Although this kind of magic treasure that used spiritual power was powerful, their side effects were relatively distinct.
Seeing that the Life And Death Wheel rose from the water, Pang Xuan immediately realized this was the doing of that man who was with Milu earlier.
“Struggling even at death’s door.” Pang Xuan sneered. He already broke through Human Immortal Nine Turns and arrived at Earthly Immortal Realm. He completely disregarded the Thunder Tribulation Chen Mo.
The man stirred his dantian, activating his Heavenly Pupils.
Thirty-three Flying Swords hovered around him. He concentrated his magic energy onto the bowstring, slowly condensing it into a bundle of intertwined gold and fire-red light.
“Hè.”
All of the concentrated magic energy was released. An earth-shattering rainbow was fired, and the darkened valley seemed to be awakened, becoming bright as a painting.
All the cultivators were stunned.
This ability was.
Heaven Shocking Arrow!!
The Heaven Shocking Arrow ripped apart the Life And Death Wheel’s crushing magic energy as well as the lotus flower in the middle of the wheel. The arrow and the Spirit Treasure clashed violently, and the oasis immediately alternated between light and darkness.
The wails of the ghosts and gods became increasingly agonized, and the black and white light began to recede.
Hou Jing seized her chance to leap down. The double-headed axe swiped past Milu’s legs, shattering the Nebula Flying Chariot. Without the flying chariot, Milu lost her center of gravity and tumbled down.
“Die!!”
Hou Niaoyan’s goal was reached. She brandished the double-headed axe very deftly.
The Mandarin Duck Axe shot out from her hands like a hidden weapon, carving two brilliant curves in a pincer attack.
This would inevitably separate Milu’s head from her body.
Milu shut her eyes. At this moment, abruptly, six sword-lights charged out from within the river, three each stopping one of the axe-blades, surprisingly a completely even match.
A figure burst out of the river, catching the falling Milu.
“Milu, what are you doing.”
The gentle voice of a man spoke in exasperation.
Milu opened her eyes and noticed her waist was being held by Chen Mo.
Chen Mo showed her a helpless expression: “When someone hits you, you have to hit back. You can’t hurt my ‘Daji.'”
Milu blinked. Daji poked its head out from the woman’s chest and yelped.2
Chen Mo saw that the Life And Death Wheel was somewhat unable to last. He waved his hand and stored it back into his bag. He inhaled deeply to recover from the pain of using the Life And Death Wheel.
The valley regained its light.
The other cultivators also clearly saw the present situation.
“It’s Chen Mo!” Yue Huanqin was overjoyed. She impulsively wanted to advance, but her Senior Sister pulled her back. The latter glared at her, then looked around the valley. Yue Huanqin burst into a cold sweat.
Oh, no, Chen Mo is in danger now.
“Oh, you actually did not die under the Siming Nine Serenities Flame? Chen Mo, your fate is truly great.” Hou Jing recalled her Destined Star Weapon, apathetically looking at Chen Mo.
“Your Distinguished Self, why raise your hand against my adorable Milu? Can it be that Star Generals must kill each other?” Chen Mo smiled.
“Your Servant is merely fulfilling a mission.” Hou Niaoyan said.
“Mission?” Chen Mo wrinkled his brow, “You can also see that Milu is unable to even stand against the wind, I wonder who is deranged enough to want to hurt her?”
Chen Mo put down Milu. Milu stepped onto a Flying Sword and stood to the side.
“If you want to help her, then don’t blame Your Servant for being merciless.” Hou Niaoyan coldly said.
“Yan’er, his Flying Swords.” Suddenly, Pang Xuan called out to her.
Hou Niaoyan finally noticed Chen Mo’s Flying Swords. These Flying Swords were a bit strange, not at all fully formed. They were only sword billets, somewhat in the rough.
The seven Flying Swords hovered behind Chen Mo, their arrangement somewhat familiar.
From left to right, seven stars glowed like lanterns. Fragments of starlight gathered in the surroundings, vaguely forming the shape of a Divine Beast.
“Hm…” Hou Niaoyan squinted.
She saw a Black Turtle faintly manifest over the seven sword billets.
“Could they be the Without Ultimate Primordial Dual Modes Four Symbols Swords’ Black Turtle…” Hou Jing choked.
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