Chapter 454
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Chapter 454: Falling Star Style
Jue Chen never expected Ye Yun to possess such power. A first-level Golden Core stage cultivator was sent flying by a single palm strike from him, as light as a wisp of straw.
He cast aside all arrogance. The youth before him wasn’t the novice he’d mistaken for someone at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, but a genuine expert—a warrior worthy of facing him.
“Why must old friends meet? My origins matter little. Brother Jue Chen, I came here to aid you, yet you repay me with hostility. How disheartening,” Ye Yun said, his smile icy.
“This place may seem calm, but it’s a natural spatial realm. If we fight recklessly with our cultivation levels, we risk summoning heavenly thunder. That would spell disaster,” Jue Chen warned, suppressing his rage. He refused to let Ye Yun jeopardize the treasure nearby.
“Heavenly thunder? A spatial realm? Perfect for a duel. Let’s see who evades the lightning and who masters spatial laws best.” Ye Yun grinned, his Purple Shadow Sword flaring with purple light.
As the Flying Star Sect’s heir, Jue Chen instantly grasped Ye Yun’s intent. Words were futile now—only battle remained.
“Qian Cheng, fetch Senior Brother Qian. Zhang Yao, to me.” Jue Chen’s voice steadied. Qian Cheng, son of the sect’s second-in-command Qian Bai Mo, couldn’t be harmed during this trial in Thunder Falls Valley. Losing Qian Bai Mo’s support would undermine Jue Chen’s future leadership.
Qian Cheng paused. Though occasionally slow to read situations, he was no fool—no fool reached the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment at sixteen.
Seeing Ye Yun’s glowing Purple Shadow Sword, Qian Cheng understood: this was no ally. Nodding, he darted toward the realm’s exit.
Ye Yun didn’t interfere. Escaping this space took time—enough to defeat Jue Chen and Zhang Yao, claim the treasure, and flee. Confidence aside, he knew better than to challenge the Flying Star Sect’s late-stage Golden Core experts.
“Kill!”
Jue Chen’s hands wove a radiant seal. “Falling Star Style!”
The seal condensed into a blazing star, trailing starlight as it hurtled toward Ye Yun.
Zhang Yao hefted a battle axe taller than two men. Leaping high, he swung downward with mountain-splitting force. Though only a first-level Golden Core disciple, his talent surpassed peers—even second-level cultivators would balk at blocking this strike.
Jue Chen, at the third level of Golden Core, could rival ordinary fourth-level cultivators. Pride forbade him from teaming with Zhang Yao, but as sect heir, he prioritized efficiency over honor. Ye Yun’s death here—unwitnessed, in this natural realm—would bring no consequences. And the treasure beneath the yellow sand? Too vital to abandon.
Starfall and axe-strike sealed all escape routes. Teleportation was impossible here—even doubled in power, Ye Yun couldn’t evade.
Jue Chen’s opening move was merciless.
Yet Ye Yun stood unfazed as attacks closed in.
“Thundercloud Lightning Sword’s Thunderous Strike!”
He advanced, flicking his sword. Purple lightning erupted skyward, detonating with a roar.
Thunder boomed—a deluge of arm-thick bolts engulfed the area, forming a lightning-scorched wasteland.
A concentrated bolt slammed into the axe. The mountain-cleaving weapon froze mid-air—then exploded into fragments, scattering like meteors.
The remaining thousands of lightning bolts intertwined before Ye Yun, forming a web of thunderous restrictions that shielded him.
The Falling Star Style descended from the sky, streaking through the air before crashing into the lightning barrier.
Instantly, dazzling radiance erupted upward, illuminating the surroundings. The sky seemed to burst with brilliant fireworks before exploding into countless luminous trails that cascaded downward, enveloping Ye Yun in a breathtaking spectacle.
*Pfft!*
Zhang Yao’s face turned deathly pale as he spat blood, staggering backward several zhang before collapsing into the yellow sand. He weakly tried to rise but fell back helplessly.
The massive battle axe had been an extraordinary spiritual weapon nurtured since childhood with his essence blood. Their fates were bound – thriving or perishing together.
Zhang Yao never imagined Ye Yun could unleash such formidable Lightning Techniques. By condensing hundreds of lightning strikes into one blow, Ye Yun had shattered the axe, devastating half his cultivation level. Zhang Yao knew his realm would plummet below the Golden Core stage, making recovery nearly impossible.
Worse still was whether Jue Chen could stop Ye Yun. Failure meant the end of his cultivation path.
Jue Chen stood unyielding, face grim. The Falling Star Style was the Flying Star Sect’s secret art – only permitted for the next sect master. He understood its power, having just unleashed seventy percent of his strength in rage. This attack could obliterate mountains, surpassing what any ordinary Third Level Golden Core cultivator could withstand.
Yet Ye Yun had blocked it effortlessly with Lightning Techniques. Such power exceeded Jue Chen’s wildest estimates.
While Jue Chen reeled in shock and Zhang Yao despaired, Ye Yun felt exhilaration. His Thunderous Strike – enhanced by insights from the Sword of the Thunder God’s remnants – had multiplied in power a hundredfold beyond expectations. If this was Thunderous Strike’s might, how would his ultimate technique Divine Thunder Annihilation perform? Ye Yun’s fighting spirit surged as he eyed Jue Chen – the perfect test subject.
Had Jue Chen known Ye Yun’s thoughts, he’d have spat blood in outrage. Was the Flying Star Sect’s heir merely an experiment?
"Ye Yun, only one leaves alive today. The treasure beneath this sand belongs to the victor."
Frowning, Ye Yun asked, "What treasure drives such obsession, even unto death?"
Jue Chen inhaled deeply. "The yellow sand conceals this space’s array eye – a space crystal containing natural spatial laws. Master its secrets, and space becomes infinite spiritual energy." Blue light flickered around him as he spoke.
Ye Yun suddenly sighed. "Had I known, I’d have bargained sooner. Give me three treasures from your collection, and the crystal’s yours."
Jue Chen stared incredulously. "You jest? Letting you live would announce my possession to all Thunder Falls Valley! Do I look foolish?"
"So I’m already dead in your eyes?" Ye Yun raised an eyebrow.
Jue Chen’s lips twisted cruelly. "Did you think I delayed for pleasantries? The Falling Star Style requires preparation time."
The faint blue glow around Jue Chen erupted into azure brilliance, coalescing high above into a colossal radiant star. Deadly starlight flooded the area.
"Falling Star Style!"
