God Emperor

The aura that surged from deep within Xianji Mountain was extremely terrifying. All the cultivators present felt that their saint souls were about to fly out of their bodies.

Ghost King Bloodmoon bore great pressure. Cracks appeared on her ghost body.

The other cultivators were naturally even worse off. They were practically all sprawled out on the ground. They couldn’t bear the aura’s suppression at all.

“Haha! All of you will die!” Sword Saint Mingdong laughed. He lowered himself onto one knee and kowtowed to the ball of deathly Qi in the air.

This actually made a Sword Saint kneel down and bow?

Qing Xiao, Zhang Ruochen, and Pei Yutian stood with difficulty. They didn’t fall, but their shock was ineffable.

The ground was densely-packed with black shadows. The ball of deathly Qi in the sky had a bony hand hovering in it. Not only did it have five fingers, it also had an arm.

“It really is that thing…”

When it had escaped from under the Taoist temple a while ago, it had only been a finger. Now, it had become a skeletal hand. Clearly, some other bones had escaped from the seals and combined with it.

How much stronger was it now, compared to before?

“Oh no, oh no. We’re dead today. I haven’t even cultivated the Sky-Swallowing Technique to the highest level and I’m going to die.”

Guoguo sprawled out on the ground, unable to move. It was filled with regret. If it had known better, it would’ve hidden inside the Universe World without coming out.

Faced with such a terrifying and unknown creature, even Qing Xiao and Pei Yutian, who’d gone through many deadly experiences, chuckled wryly. They knew that it was likely that they would die today.

Zhang Ruochen was looking at the sky above him. His eyes narrowed suddenly. “Loo… What is that?”

Qing Xiao and Pei Yutian raised their heads at the same time, looking into the sky. A star was flying quickly through the vast universe outside of Kunlun’s Field. It was falling toward the ground, falling straight at Xianji Mountain.

At first, the star was only a bright dot in their vision. Soon, it looked like a moon. A moment later, one-tenth of the sky was taken up by the star.

At that moment, Zhang Ruochen could see the craters on the star clearly. He could feel a huge destructive aura coming from it.

Pei Yutian’s eyes narrowed. “This must be the legendary Star Manipulation Spell, the top saint spell of the Xinsu Sect. It’s able to destroy a part of the world. It’s said to be able to counter Supreme Saints.”

The Xinsu Sect’s status among the seven ancient sects was second only to the Moon-Worship Demonic Sect. Its headquarters were in the north and it was the top force of the northern region.

Pei Yutian had always cultivated in the north, so he was naturally very familiar with the Xinsu Sect.

“Star Manipulation Spell? I heard that the Xinsu Sect will only use this move when they’re facing an existential crisis. Even if they use it, it should be used to destroy the Immortal Pavilion. Why are they attacking Xianji Mountain?” Qing Xiao didn’t understand.

Pei Yutian’s expression was very serious. “No one is more familiar with the north than the Xinsu Sect. Perhaps they know a secret that the others don’t know and think the Xianji Mountain Death Race is more threatening than the Immortal Vampires. That’s why they used the Star Manipulation Spell to kill an unknown being of the Death Race.”

As it got closer to Kunlun’s Field, those looking from the ground would see that the entire sky was covered by the star. The craters and mountains were before their eyes. It was extremely shocking. One could imagine that an area of 100,000 miles in radius would probably become a no-man’s land if it struck the earth.

All the creatures in Red River Mansion, including the human and Immortal Vampire armies, felt repressed even if they didn’t imagine the star hitting the earth. They couldn’t breathe.

Most of the beings close to Xianji Mountain had already fainted, falling down in masses.

Qing Xiao gasped. “Even if it really is the Star Manipulation Spell, no one in the Xinsu Sect can cast it, right? Who is that strong?”

According to records of the Star Manipulation Spell, it had only been used four times. The most recent time was at the end of the middle ages. It was 100,000 years ago.

Was there a new Emperor-level figure in the Xinsu Sect who could control the Star Manipulation Spell?

Zhang Ruochen had some knowledge about the Xinsu Sect too. “It might not have been done alone. If the various Saints of the Xinsu Sect work together and borrow the strength of the 28 saintly mountains of Xinsu, they might be able to cast the spell.”

Northern region, Xinsu Sect headquarters.

The 28 saintly mountains towered over the ground, each one looming in the clouds. They radiated with brilliant light and millions of disciples knelt below the mountain, bowing to it reverently.

The various Saints of the Xinsu Sect were gathered on the 28 saintly mountains. Each person was covered in a layer of saintly glow. They put all their power into the 28 elders standing at the peak.

The entire sect was putting all their might into controlling the Star Manipulation Spell. It seemed that they wanted to flatten Xianji Mountain.

On Xianji Mountain, many blood vessels appeared on the surface of the bone hand. The black shadows that had projected onto the ground flew up, combining with the hand. As more and more black shadows were combined, the hand grew bigger and bigger.

Finally, the palm stretched for eternity, seeming to be tens of thousands of miles long. It slammed up at the sky.

Boom.

The bone hand left a handprint on the star’s surface that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. It kept sinking in too. The next moment, the star was shattered. Broken shards dropped onto the ground.

Zhang Ruochen, Qing Xiao, and Pei Yutian would never forget this scene. It was too shocking. This kind of power was unimaginable. It seemed to be even stronger than the power they’d always been pursuing.

Merely a hand was mighty enough to destroy the world. One couldn’t imagine what level the hand’s owner had been when he was still alive.

Atop the 28 saintly mountains of the Xinsu Sect, all the Saints spat out blood. They were injured greatly. Very few Saints could keep going.

Among them was a white-robed elder at the centermost mountain. He said bitterly, “Will the Death Race truly arrive at Kunlun’s Field and be unstoppable?”

Kaboom.

Star fragments continued to fall down on Xianji Mountain. Some were thousands of miles long and looked like a mountain range on the ground. Even the smaller pieces were thousands of meters long. They turned into steep mountains on the ground.

The tectonic plates became unsteady. Volcanoes erupted in many places. Smoke and dust flew up, covering the sky. They stretched for thousands of miles without dispersing.

The scene before their eyes was like the end of the world.

Qing Xiao closed his eyes and sighed. “It seems that a catastrophe will truly fall upon Kunlun’s Field. And we’re only the first group of beings to die.”

The bone hand pressed down above their heads, carrying heavy deathly Qi.

Just as everyone thought they would definitely die, the crescent moon mark on Ghost King Bloodmoon’s forehead grew redder and redder. Something moved in Zhang Ruochen’s Sea of Qi too.

The Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin hovering under the Divine Sky-connecting Tree sighed. Then, the coffin that hadn’t moved in forever actually flew out of the Universe World, breaking out of Zhang Ruochen’s body.

The sun and moon marks on the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin were extremely bright. It crashed against the plummeting bone hand.

Boom.

The bone hand was broken into a dozen pieces. All the black shadows were torn apart too.

Then the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin rushed back toward Zhang Ruochen’s forehead. Affected by the coffin’s gravitational pull, the broken pieces of bone flew into the Universe World too.

This entire process happened in the span of a breath.

All the deathly Qi in the sky scattered. Only the heavy dust still floated in the clouds, making the world seem dark.

The few who were still conscious—Qing Xiao, Pei Yutian, Sword Saint Mingdong, and Situ Fengcheng—were all shocked. They stared at Zhang Ruochen in unison.

They didn’t even see the coffin clearly. They only saw a blazing sun and bright moon fly out of Zhang Ruochen and shatter the bone hand. Zhang Ruochen didn’t know what had happened either. He was curious as to who exactly lay inside the coffin. Were they truly dead?

Before, Han Qiu had comprehended the Rules of Darkness beside the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin. It seemed now that it wasn’t a coincidence.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Ghost King Bloodmoon. She had been born where the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin had appeared. She looked extremely similar to the woman inside the coffin too.

They must have some connection between them.

Ghost King Bloodmoon shook her head softly. “Just now, I only felt a strange energy surge into my body. There was no other feeling. Anyway, I don’t know any more than you. There’s no point in asking.”

“Since the bone hand was taken care of,” Zhang Ruochen said, “let us kill the enemies as soon as possible. Then we can enter the Universe World to ask her personally. We might be able to learn the answer.”

After the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin shattered the bone hand, Sword Saint Mingdong was terrified. He rode his sword and escaped as quickly as possible.

Situ Fengcheng, however, did not escape. He stared at Zhang Ruochen, Ghost King Bloodmoon, Pei Yutian, and Qing Xiao. Knowing that he couldn’t escape today, he smiled. “I don’t know if I’m lucky or unlucky to have been born in the same period as you all. Whatever. I no longer have any desires in this life. I will battle the world in the next life!”

Then Situ Fengcheng picked up Zhu Qingyi’s corpse. He stood up tall on the broken land. His expression looked as if he thought death was closure.

“Oh no.” Zhang Ruochen’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly wrapped everyone up in Holy Qi and used the Great Spatial Move.

Situ Fengcheng’s body gradually turned red. Like burning porcelain, densely packed cracks appeared everywhere. His body exploded and a burst of explosive power flooded in all directions.

The higher the cultivation, the more destructive it was when the saintly source was deactivated.

Even though Zhang Ruochen had used the Great Spatial Move to escape 200 miles, he still suffered from the intense shockwaves. He was seriously hurt.

Thankfully, no one had died. They were all still alive.