Chapter 1813
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”Again！”
Without pause, Ye Wushuang threw another punch, striking with full force.
Thud thud thud……
Punch after punch was thrown, and with the enhancement of the Great Flame Body Tempering Art, Ye Wushuang’s fist strength grew increasingly formidable each time.
The three-zhang-tall spirit bell gradually shrank in size until it finally transformed into something just over a person’s height, tumbling to the ground with many of its surface engravings shattered. As it spun with a rumbling sound, Nan Gong Shang’s figure crawled out.
But at this moment, Nan Gong Shang lay sprawled on the ground, trying to stand up but feeling the world spin around him, making it impossible to steady himself.
Nan Gong Shang felt as if everything he saw was endlessly spinning, with blood trickling from his ears, nose, and mouth. The Tiannan Spirit Spear was also nowhere to be found.
“Are you looking for this？”
A voice rang out.
The tip of a long spear appeared before Nan Gong Shang’s eyes at that moment.
“Y-yes……”
Nan Gong Shang stood up somewhat disheveled, feeling the dizziness gradually fade. The moment he gripped the spear, he froze in place, utterly stunned.
“If you can’t even protect your own weapon, what are you fighting for？” A calm voice sounded beside him.
A flash of sword light streaked past.
Nan Gong Shang saw his own corpse standing in place as the entire world began spinning once more.
But this time, the spinning didn’t last long before everything turned pitch black, and he could see nothing at all.
With a loud thud, Nangong Shang’s headless corpse collapsed to the ground.
Nangong Shang, one of the four alliance leaders of the Wuji Alliance, the clan leader of the Nangong family, a perfected Star-Snatcher Realm expert—dead！
All around, the martial artists of the Nangong family stood dumbfounded.
Clan leader.
Dead.
Witnessing this, the Muge Mansion Lord immediately shouted, “Yun Quyan, Yun Quyin have fallen, Nangong Shang has been killed! Xuantian Mansion warriors, heed my order—slaughter these bastards!”
In truth, even with the deaths of these three top-tier figures, the three factions still held the advantage.
But with only Xing Hanwen left as the sole leader, and three top experts dead in less than a quarter of an hour, fear gripped the three factions. None had the will to fight anymore, all thinking only of fleeing.
However…
When some gave in to panic and tried to escape, they discovered—unbeknownst to them—an invisible barrier had enveloped the land for dozens of miles around the seven towering mountains.
Impossible to break！
What’s going on？
What happened？
Meanwhile, over ten miles away from the seven mountains, Zhou Yuan stood smiling atop a peak.
In front of him, the Heavenly Abyss Sacred Cauldron emitted a faint glow, expanding to over ten zhang in size, releasing waves of seal patterns that surged forward.
”Although this old man no longer possesses the strength of a Sage, with this cauldron, even if I can’t kill all of you, trapping you for a while is no problem,” Zhou Yuan said with a leisurely chuckle.
His gaze remained fixed on Ye Wushuang in the distance.
A Mid-stage Star Picker Realm cultivator actually possessing such combat power—even those prodigies within the Xuanyuan Domain couldn’t compare.
And along this journey, Zhou Yuan had seen even more.
Up until now, Ye Wushuang harbored a burning rage in his heart, all because of Lin Yunjin’s death and her subsequent refinement into a blood corpse puppet.
From Ye Wushuang’s fury, Zhou Yuan glimpsed his character.
Fortunately…
The sliver of hope he had waited eight thousand years for had encountered this young man—otherwise, he might not have walked out alive.
”Today, none of you will escape！”
Ye Wushuang stood with his sword, not rushing to confront Xing Hanwen, but instead diving to slaughter other Star Picker Realm experts among the three factions.
Early-stage? One sword strike to kill.
Mid-stage? One strike wasn’t enough, so another followed.
Late-stage required slightly more effort—but only slightly.
Before the seven towering mountains, the sounds of wailing and screaming echoed incessantly.
After a long while.
On the ground, the corpses lay in gruesome and tragic postures.
Among these over 120 people, only about thirty were at the Star-Plucking Realm level, mostly early, mid, or late stage, which was far from enough for Ye Wushuang to kill！
As one Star-Plucking Realm expert after another fell, the crowd from the Profound Heaven Mansion grew even more fervent.
This Ye Wushuang is too strong！
When the last Star-Plucking Realm expert from the three factions was slain, Ye Wushuang stood in place, his clothes soaked through with blood and gore.
At this moment, Muge Fuzhu arrived and looked at Ye Wushuang, asking, “Are you alright？”
Ye Wushuang nodded, swallowing a spirit pill directly, then raised his head to gaze hundreds of feet into the sky.
There, Xuan Tiandi and Xuan Qingyi had been fighting together against Xing Hanwen.
However, Xing Hanwen had already reached the Great Perfection of the Star-Plucking Realm for some time, and even with Xuan Tiandi and Xuan Qingyi joining forces, they couldn’t gain the upper hand.
Muge Fuzhu looked up and remarked, “This Xing Hanwen… since reaching the Great Perfection of the Star-Plucking Realm, his strength has grown even more formidable.”
Ye Wushuang steadily recovered his energy, then looked up and said slowly, “Let”s see if I can cut him down with one strike later.”
Hearing this, Muge was stunned.
”You brat… what are you trying to do？”
Ye Wushuang then said： “The power of one sword strike is enough to kill him, but it will cost me greatly. For the next while, I’ll have to trouble you all to protect me.”
Just as Muge was about to speak, Ye Wushuang raised his sword and soared into the sky.
”Xuan Tiandi.”
”Xuan Qingyi.”
”Step back.”
Ye Wushuang’s tone carried an air of unquestionable authority.
The three figures locked in fierce combat dispersed at that moment.
Xuan Tiandi looked at Ye Wushuang and said, “Kid, you’ve already done well enough. Leave this guy to us siblings.”
”The two of you together can’t kill him！” Ye Wushuang interjected. “I’ll strike just once. If he doesn’t die, then you can step in.”
Hearing this, both Xuan Tiandi and Xuan Qingyi were dumbfounded.
Had these words come from someone at the Great Perfection of the Star-Plucking Realm, they might have believed it somewhat.
But coming from Ye Wushuang…
”Don’t overestimate yourself！” Xuan Qingyi said with concern.
”Don’t worry, I have some confidence in this！”
As he spoke, Ye Wushuang fixed his gaze on Xing Hanwen, who stood a hundred zhang away in midair.
Xing Hanwen’s aura surged around him as he gripped a spirit sword, his eyes sinister.
A perfectly good plan, to corner the four great mansion lords of the Xuantian Mansion, was completely ruined because of this Ye Wushuang.
This is a bitter pill to swallow.
”Ye Wushuang, had I known it would come to this, you should have died back in Qingzhou,” Xing Hanwen said hatefully.
”You guys wanted to kill me back then too, but you just didn”t succeed！”
Ye Wushuang looked at Xing Hanwen and smiled faintly. “Moreover, had you known it would come to this, back then, Ling Shengtian should have let you die like a dead dog—he shouldn”t have saved you.”
Xing Hanwen’s gaze sharpened.
”Just what is your relationship with Ling Shengtian？” Xing Hanwen said coldly. “Yin Shenghao, Su Chenyang, and Si Luoyi don”t just care for you—they also show you a hint of respect. I”ve seen this kind of respect in them before, but it was directed at Ling Shengtian.”
