CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 82: HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A SWORD FORGED FROM PURE STARS ORE?

Playing the flute? Ling Xiaolan suddenly heard these words and didn’t react for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Wang darted out of the battle formation. Star Wings, formed from the Praying Star Technique, appeared on his back, and he rushed towards the ground, head down and feet up.

Playing the flute? Was he instructing me to play the flute and perform an Immortal melody?

The current Saintess of the Tianyan Xuan Nu Sect was only slightly delayed, but Wu Wang was already several thousand feet away, flying across the sky like a comet.

Brother Wuwang would certainly not jest in such a situation.

"Don’t follow me!"

Ling Xiaolan turned her head and shouted softly. She leaped from the clouds with her arms spread, her light dress and thin shirt clinging to her shoulders and arms. Her long hair flew about, slightly disheveled, as she cast a Spell, transforming into the shape of a bird. She plummeted through the air, chasing after Wu Wang.

The unusual behavior of the two immediately caught the attention of experts everywhere.

Some masters from the Ten Evils Hall immediately tried to rush down and intercept them but were promptly blocked by a Human Immortal from the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion.

Xu Mu inwardly groaned. He wanted to pull Wu Wang back and throw him into the battle formation, but the onslaught he faced was too intense, making it impossible for him to move.

However, a faint hope was stirring in Xu Mu’s heart. This Young Master of North Wilderness, who had given him so many surprises in Women’s country; this young man who had become a Sect Master within just half a year of arriving in the Human Domain, could he today...

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly sprang from the ruins Wu Wang was plummeting towards. The shadow emitted a strong blood-red light, warning Wu Wang with a display of might.

Xu Mu’s eyes widened. Is that a peak True Immortal? No, it’s the Heavenly Immortal Realm! A Demonic Cultivator who just entered the Heavenly Immortal Realm not long ago. Could it be an enemy ambush?

"Wu Wang, come back! He is not someone you can handle..."

Before Xu Mu could finish shouting, the black-robed elder, whose cultivation was at the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, had already raised his left hand. He conjured a palm shadow several hundred feet in diameter and slapped it towards Wu Wang!

For Xu Mu, rescue was already too late. As he diverted his attention to Wu Wang, the attacks around him grew even more ferocious, leaving him completely unable to defend.

It all happened in an instant!

Xu Mu saw from a distance that the moment Wu Wang’s figure was engulfed by the palm shadow, a light flashed in Wu Wang’s hand.

That light was incredibly dazzling. It made the eyes of many Immortals sting and caused the hearts of those half-human, half-beast brutes to flutter with panic.

The palm shadow was torn apart. Wu Wang’s momentum was halted, and he stood quietly in mid-air, holding a Longsword. The glow of the wings on his back was overshadowed by the Longsword’s brilliance.

In the midst of the fierce fighting, many Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals were distracted and looked over.

"That is, is that...?"

"Star ore?! A sword-shaped star ore? How many Immortal treasures could be refined from such a large piece of star ore? Isn’t it said that adding a mere ounce or two when forging weapons is enough to claim it specializes in breaking through protective Immortal Light?"

"It’s a Longsword forged from star ore! What do you mean, sword-shaped star ore! Don’t get distracted during a Duel! Haven’t you ever seen a sword before?!"

"The core of star ore! That’s not ordinary star ore! That’s a weapon forged from the core of a star ore mine!"

"Which family does this kid belong to? Isn’t this a waste of resources?!"

The shouting in the air hadn’t stopped. Wu Wang had once again surged downward. The Longsword in his hand flourished, scattering beams of starlight and stirring up gusts of icy wind.

The palm shadow was easily broken, and the black-robed elder from the Ten Evils Hall was clearly taken aback.

But now, seeing Wu Wang—whose aura was no more than that of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator—charging furiously at him, the elder’s anger intensified.

A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator holding a sword forged from the core of star ore... The elder was enraged to the point of wanting to tear Wu Wang to shreds!

"HAAH!"

The elder leaped up, his right hand forming a claw. A beast claw, several hundred feet in length and width, condensed in front of him and lunged straight for Wu Wang.

Given the speed and distance, the elder was certain Wu Wang couldn’t dodge and would have to use that ridiculously shining Longsword to cut through his attack. Then, his subsequent moves would be enough to crush him...

Suddenly, the sound of a flute arose, the notes somewhat hurried. Ripples of sound instantly coiled around Wu Wang, immensely boosting his charging speed!

Praying Star!

The light from the Star Wings on Wu Wang’s back intensified. His figure shifted several hundred feet sideways out of thin air, tracing a silver ’Z’ in the sky, and in an instant, he circumvented the elder’s claw attack.

The Star Sword slashed diagonally at the old man, who instinctively dodged to the left.

As soon as the old man retreated, his Dao heart suddenly tensed.

Wu Wang’s slash was merely a feint; his body plummeted even faster, heading straight for the Blood Pool concealed in the ruins!

"Guard the altar!"

The old man turned his head and shouted, immediately chasing downward.

From the ruins below, three more dark figures rushed out. However, they were slightly weaker than the old man who had previously emerged, and they now seemed barely able to stop Wu Wang.

Behind Wu Wang, Ling Xiaolan’s expression was calm as she rapidly descended. The Jade Flute was at her lips, and a lotus mark slowly lit up on her forehead, further accelerating Wu Wang’s plunge.

Star Wings flashed chaotically, and sword shadows flew wildly. Wu Wang moved like a tempestuous dance, finding gaps to scatter a handful of Crystal Balls.

The next moment, Wu Wang flew to the left, and suddenly, spots of light appeared above the ruins.

The spots of light diffused. The world thundered as columns of light burst from the ruins, bombarding the Blood Pool’s altar.

The operation was a success.

Both parties dueling high above were somewhat stunned, their gazes converging on Wu Wang.

Apart from Xu Mu, no one knew where this expert had sprung from. His aura was clearly only at the Nascent Soul Realm, but the strange wings on his back, the dazzling ore sword in his hand, his rapid forward dash, and the casual scattering of peculiar artifact orbs...

By now, experts from the Ten Evils Hall had switched their focus, trying to kill Wu Wang, but they were forcefully blocked by the Human Immortals of the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion.

A cold smile tugged at Wu Wang’s lips. Without even looking at the explosion site, he turned and rushed into the sky, putting away the overly dazzling ore sword.

Although I revealed some trump cards, I halted the enemy’s onslaught and did something for the seniors of the Human Domain.

That’s one more item for the bridal price.

"Fairy Ling, fall back! I’ll hold off that old fellow in the Heavenly Immortal Realm!"

Wu Wang’s voice carried from afar. He was about to soar into the sky when he suddenly felt a chill envelop his entire body.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked downward.

There, amidst the unceasing aftermath of the Star Thunder Technique’s explosion, the black-robed Heavenly Immortal Realm elder stood several thousand feet away, staring at Wu Wang with eyes that seemed voracious enough to devour a person.

His cloak fell away, revealing the old man’s deathly pale, lifeless face.

"You scoundrel! You’ve ruined the great plans of the Ten Gods Hall!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Wu Wang took a deep breath. Facing a Heavenly Immortal without revealing my transformation, even just to delay for a short while, is actually quite stressful.

Ling Xiaolan descended again, evidently intending to face the enemy with Wu Wang.

Something is off...

Wu Wang gazed at the Heavenly Immortal Realm elder, sensing the complex fluctuations in his aura and perceiving something unusual.

Those converging remnant souls don’t seem to have completely dissipated...

Suddenly, a surge of dark Qi emanated from the elder of the Ten Evils Hall. Black scales began to form below his jaw, quickly enveloping his face.

Has he consumed the Essence Blood of a Fierce Beast? No, the old man’s aura isn’t increasing; instead, it’s rapidly decaying! This is...!

The Light Wings on Wu Wang’s back shuddered, and he dived again!

A slight smile appeared on the elder’s lips. His eyes were somewhat hazy as his figure gently drifted downward, murmuring an ancient incantation.

Sacrifice!

The Blood Pool had been destroyed, and this Heavenly Immortal expert from the Ten Evils Hall had chosen to sacrifice himself in place of the Blood Pool to summon an Evil God’s incarnation!

Aren’t the members of the Ten Evils Hall also of the Human race? How can they hate their own kind so much, offering everything to an Evil God like this?!

In a flash, Wu Wang had reached his target.

A large hand formed from dark Qi suddenly lunged from the side. Wu Wang didn’t slow down; he had already anticipated various possibilities for the next few moments and threw two Crystal Balls from his sleeve.

The large hand pressed down, firmly grasping Wu Wang. Hidden within it was a chain that wrapped around him like a tightly bound bundle.

At this very moment, the Crystal Balls Wu Wang had thrown earlier exploded. Two ice swords slashed down, closely following Wu Wang’s form, shattering the dark hand and barely severing the chain!

The Heavenly Immortal Realm elder, who was sacrificing himself, now appeared somewhat translucent, his indifferent gaze fixed on Wu Wang.

Wu Wang didn’t even have time to break free from the chains. His body plummeted like a cannonball, and he locked eyes with the elder.

The elder’s gaze trembled slightly.

But Wu Wang’s eyes held only determination!

The power of the stars converged on his forehead, where faint golden scales started to appear.

Wu Wang let out a great shout. His Divine Thought, concealed like a hammer behind the golden scales, met the elder’s. At the moment of impact, he tensed his waist, straightened his neck, and rammed his forehead fiercely into the old man’s!

"Shatter!"

BANG!

Amidst the dull thud, the elder’s eyes momentarily went blank. Wu Wang, too, was dazed by the backlash of Divine Thought.

Struggling to open his eyes, Wu Wang heard a low murmur, as if in a trance, "Ah, ah... Father... I can feel your body now, Father..."

Suddenly, Wu Wang’s Nascent Soul felt as if it had been frozen. A black hole appeared before him, twisting the surrounding Heaven and Earth, as if the black hole sought to devour everything.

Ling Xiaolan’s flute music abruptly stopped.

She stood holding her flute, looking down in astonishment. She saw the snake head’s shadow, over ten thousand feet in diameter; she saw the black hole that appeared at the tip of its maw; she saw how the snake head merely lifted slightly, engulfing Wu Wang, who vanished without a trace...

This, this...

"Brother Wuwang!"

Ling Xiaolan cried out. The aerial duel seemed to halt.

Her figure plummeted. Her left hand clutched the Jade Flute, her right hand gripped a Longsword. She poured all her Mana into condensing a beam of sword light and swung it from afar at the snake head...

But her sword light, like her figure, was too insignificant against the colossal snake’s phantasm.

The snake head soared into the sky. Her figure was swallowed by the darkness, disappearing instantly.

As the snake head ascended, the serpentine body coiled upon the land was revealed. Its back sported one large and one small pair of spread wings!

The Ten Evil Gods: Crying Snake incarnation!

The snake head’s black hole targeted the crowd in the air and sucked violently. Dark clouds rolled across the sky as numerous battle formations and hundreds of figures turned into dark light, vanishing into its mouth.

"Retreat quickly!" a master from the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion roared, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.

Although the Crying Snake incarnation was massive, its speed was terrifyingly fast. Its head chased after one battle formation after another, swallowing them whole.

The masters from the Ten Evils Hall, however, actively charged towards the snake head, disappearing into its maw without a trace.

This was the Ten Evils Hall’s contingency plan.

「In the Northern Region of the Human Domain.」

Endless hordes of Fierce Beasts assailed the cliff before them, a veritable natural moat. From atop the cliff, a myriad of Liu Guang rained down, bombarding the Beast Horde below.

It was the Human Domain’s Immortal version of a siege.

Far behind the Beast Horde, the shadow of a Huge beast lurked within boundless dark clouds, its presence suppressing Heaven and Earth.

Opposite it, just behind the cliff, a figure stood calmly in mid-air. He was dressed in an earth-yellow robe, his somewhat plump face expressionless.

He was the Pavilion Master of the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion, responsible for confronting Fei, the Evil God that had appeared here.

Suddenly, a rift opened in the Heaven and Earth beside him, and another figure appeared, clad in a straw raincoat and barefoot.

The Pavilion Master of the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion was taken aback and immediately bowed. "Your Majesty."

In the distant sky, the Evil God Fei shivered. The ox-like eye on its forehead opened wide, staring fixedly at Shen Nong’s figure. Its malevolent aura seemed to surge, but it was actually preparing for a strategic retreat.

Just my luck! All nine brothers appear, and I’m the one who runs into the Human Emperor?

"Mm," Shen Nong waved his hand cheerfully, not even glancing at the Fei ox. He sat down comfortably and spoke calmly, "Head west. Later, bring a few youngsters back."

The Pavilion Master of the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion was slightly dazed as scenes flashed through his mind.

It was a Crying Snake incarnation, suddenly appearing behind the Human Domain forces, its mouth gaping to swallow the figures in the sky. Dozens of their Immortals could only retreat and flee.

"This just happened," Shen Nong explained. "The Heaven and Earth fluctuation appeared to the southwest. Take more people. I must remain here and keep watch; I cannot leave."

As he spoke, Shen Nong looked up at the high sky, where the faint silhouettes of several human figures stood, facing the Human Domain.

"Yes!"

The Pavilion Master of the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion responded softly, stepped back half a pace, and vanished from the spot.

Meanwhile, news of the attack on the Wuchen Dome was rapidly spreading from the northwest towards the northern border.

Falling, I’m falling.

Wu Wang suddenly opened his eyes. Staring at the rapidly expanding jungle beneath him, his Mana circulated, and bursts of energy erupted from his body, allowing him to barely stabilize his form before crashing to the ground.

His Spiritual Sense spread out rapidly. He gripped the Star Sword his old father had given him, a touch of confusion in his eyes.

This place seems remarkably peaceful. I can see many small beasts frolicking in the forest, and the ambient energy is quite serene.

The Crying Snake incarnation seemed ’incomplete.’ It only had the Divine Skill to swallow people; that black hole at the tip of its maw must have been a portal.

There are truly skilled individuals within the Ten Evils Hall. Their attack today was well-thought-out, with clear logic and swift planning, not to mention a comprehensive backup plan. First, they waited for the Beast Tide to draw away the experts of the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion. Then, they used the Mountain Moving Method to shatter the dome’s defensive formation, likely anticipating that the Human Domain would prioritize protecting Lin Qi, thus using the Mountain Moving Method to deplete the garrison’s strength. Subsequently, hundreds of their fierce warriors launched a frontal assault to distract the garrison. If Lin Qi had been escorted away by experts at that point, he would have become an obvious target. The Human Domain would most likely have chosen to keep Lin Qi within the army, awaiting reinforcements from nearby experts. But their real trump card was hidden within the mountain moved by the Mountain Moving Method. They used the aftermath of the mountain’s fall to kill mortals, absorbing the remnant souls within a radius of hundreds of miles for a blood sacrifice to summon the Crying Snake incarnation. However, they completely failed to anticipate that someone like me, a Nascent Soul Realm Sect Master of a Demonic Sect, would be mixed in with the troops, and that I would scatter Crystal Balls to destroy their altar, plunging them into a desperate situation. Still, the Ten Evils Hall clearly had a contingency. That elder, who possessed Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivation even without relying on Evil God’s blood, sacrificed himself to complete the summoning ritual. The summoned Crying Snake incarnation had only one purpose: to swallow people. It would engulf cultivators below the Immortal Realm into its maw, drawing them through a Heaven and Earth portal and transporting them to this location. This also confirms my previous deduction: their goal was to capture Lin Qi alive and use his status as the holder of the Yan Emperor Token to humiliate the Human Domain. It was merely the gods venting their frustrations.

Wu Wang pondered as he quickly leaped onto a Great Tree, minimizing his aura.

There will surely be others falling from the sky shortly.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Its end was barely a hundred feet from the ground, and from it, a graceful figure plummeted straight down.

Fairy Ling? She didn’t manage to escape either? She also seems to be unconscious, falling swiftly.

Wu Wang surged forward, leaping through the trees. He initially thought a fall from a hundred feet wouldn’t harm an Ascending Immortal Realm cultivator, but then he noticed Fairy Ling was about to land in a mud swamp...

Wu Wang spread his Star Wings and rushed forward, but he was still half a step too late.

SPLAT!

Fairy Ling’s body shuddered a few times. She had awoken from her brief unconsciousness, visibly tense and trembling continuously.

The mortal world is sullied once more.