Chapter 115
Chapter 115: Closed Combat
“Do it if you want to,” Wang Jie summoned Luo Yan. “Find five emotional people and tell them the story in here, making sure to convey it vividly. They need to cry. All five of them.”
Luo Yan took the paper, which contained the touching stories Wang Jie had adapted from those from Blue Star. The story was written under Wang Jie’s name, as the master.
This was one of his strategies to make five people cry without having to appear himself. Since the stories were his own creation and bore his name, it would be a success if they cried. If not, it would still serve as a test of how such stories were received, and he could adjust accordingly.
Luo Yan had grown used to such tasks and naturally put the story away.
“Continue searching for Slaughter Stones. And keep an eye out for any rebellious types,” Wang Jie added.
Luo Yan, confused, asked, “What does ‘rebellious types’ mean?” His comprehension seemed to be getting worse.
“People who are always causing trouble and don’t follow orders. Find me a batch of them,” Wang Jie clarified.
Luo Yan understood.
“While you’re at it, keep an eye out for formation books and star artifacts like swords,” Wang Jie continued.
Luo Yan took note of all the instructions, and in the end, Wang Jie handed him a large amount of contribution points—far more than he deserved, which pleasantly surprised Luo Yan.
“Do your work well, and I won’t treat you poorly.”
Luo Yan, deeply grateful, knelt. “Thank you, honored guest. I will certainly do my best.”
Wang Jie smiled, satisfied. “When the time is right, I’ll help you join the inner sect,” he said before leaving.
Luo Yan was overwhelmed with emotion and thanked him again.
The spaceship took off from Fog Peak, heading toward Heavy Depth Star.
Each time one applied to enter Heavy Depth Star, the approval lasted for a year. This meant that for a year, one could go as many times as needed. After a year, they would have to pay for another application.
It had almost been a year since Wang Jie last visited Heavy Depth Star, and there were about twelve days left before the deadline.
No application was necessary now; once the deadline arrived, he could simply return and renew his entry. He couldn’t avoid attracting attention wherever he went. It was better to leave first.
Ten days later, Wang Jie gazed at the Heavy Depth Star ahead—he had arrived.
The spaceship entered the atmosphere and began descending slowly.
Meanwhile, far from Heavy Depth Star, a Cosmic Monitoring Station watched, manned by disciples from the Frost Radiance Sect.
“Hey, someone entered Heavy Depth Star.”
“How is that possible? Wasn’t it closed off? Elder Yan made it clear that no one was allowed to apply.”
“I checked, it’s the same disciple as last time. He doesn’t need to apply, as there are two days left on his one-year term. He can enter directly.”
“Who’s so petty, not even giving him the two extra days? Can’t they let him wait? Let’s just call it bad luck—he’ll be refused once the two days are up.”
“Should we ignore it?”
“How can we ignore it? The rules still apply for two more days. Elder Yan can’t stop him from entering, but it doesn’t matter—it’s only two days. No one will notice. We’ll just drive him out when the time comes.”
“I feel like Elder Yan is taking this very seriously. How about we remind him? It would be best if he leaves on his own. If not, we’ll handle it in two days.”
“Fine, let’s do that.”
Outside, the wind roared like waves as Wang Jie watched the ground approaching. In the distance, towering black mountains stood, and on one of the cliffs, a crack caught his eye.
He piloted the spaceship toward the crack in the mountain.
Suddenly, a voice echoed. “Fellow disciple, you still have two days left in your training period on Heavy Depth Star. Please leave as soon as possible. I repeat, please leave.”
Wang Jie, eyes still fixed on the crack, casually replied, “I’ll renew the application once my training is complete.”
“Sorry, Heavy Depth Star is temporarily closed to the outside world. Please leave immediately.”
Wang Jie frowned but didn’t respond. His attention remained on the crack.
The fissure looked as if something had crashed into it, and the cracks spread, forming a shape—one he could never forget, even in his dreams: the thorn-crowned skull. He had seen this mark on Lao Bone’s descent.
Though the shape was not fully clear, it was unmistakable.
It was likely that the Lao Bone had collided with the cliff when it descended here.
Why was Lao Bone here? Wang Jie didn’t know the answer, but he knew he needed to leave. Heavy Depth Star was sealed, Lao Bone had descended, and trouble was brewing. That Elder Yan was definitely suspicious.
Wang Jie urgently piloted the ship upward, heading for the stars.
Before he could contact his sect to report, a soft noise rang out, followed by loud alarms. A stone penetrated the ship, causing explosions inside. The ship rocked violently, unable to stay in the air.
Wang Jie realized the danger immediately. Kicking open the ship’s door, he jumped out.
Seconds after he leapt, another stone pierced the ship, causing it to explode and scatter in the sky.
The blast sent Wang Jie hurtling downward.
He fell through the clouds, when suddenly, a chilling coldness enveloped him. Turning around, he saw a battle axe cleaving through the air, heading straight for him.
He couldn’t block it. There was no way to stop it.
Wang Jie immediately summoned a second-grade star artifact, a cauldron, to defend himself.
The battle axe slammed into the cauldron with tremendous force, pushing both the cauldron and Wang Jie far into the distance. One side of the cauldron shattered, and the other side was pierced through by the axe’s edge, cutting into Wang Jie’s flesh, embedding three inches deep.
Holding the broken cauldron fragments, Wang Jie was thrown far away. He roared, pushing himself downward with all his strength, while the remnants of the cauldron continued flying away.
Thud.
The ground trembled as Wang Jie spat blood. Looking down, he saw blood pouring from his abdomen. It had been a brutal strike—likely from a wandering star realm expert.
He immediately suppressed his presence and fled the area, fearing the attacker would follow.
Far from Heavy Depth Star, a figure from the Gong Nation stood atop a mountain, his eyes dark with uncertainty. Had he died? Or was he still alive? He couldn’t be sure.
That cauldron was a second-grade star artifact—if it weren’t, his strike would have shattered it.
Anyone wielding a second-grade star artifact must have some skill.
“Immediately contact Elder Yan to seal off Heavy Depth Star’s communication. You five, go check if the human is dead. Bring his body back to me,” the Gong Nation figure ordered.
Five full star realm Gong Nation disciples knelt in response, then rushed off toward the distance.
Back at the monitoring station, one of the disciples muttered, “Weird, why hasn’t he come out yet? Is he really going to train for just two days?”
“Forget about him. It’s just two days.”
At that moment, a personal terminal beeped, and two of the disciples looked at it, their expressions changing dramatically. “It’s Elder Yan.”
“Greetings, Elder Yan.”
“Immediately seal off Heavy Depth Star’s communication. I, the old man, need to cultivate an important technique. No one is to disturb me.”
“Elder, you’re on Heavy Depth Star?”
“Immediately.”
“Understood.”
In the dim land, Wang Jie continued to run, careful not to use his lock force. He relied only on his physical strength, trying to avoid the line he had been thrown across earlier.
After some time, he sensed something and hid inside a cave.
Above him, figures raced by, heading for the front.
Gong Nation people.
Just as expected.
These Gong Nation people were all full star realm experts.
Wang Jie’s eyes flashed. Hiding like this wasn’t a solution. There were wandering star realm Gong Nation experts as well, and if one of them attacked, there would be no escape.
What should he do?
He thought for a moment, opened the map of Heavy Depth Star, and fixed his gaze on a location. This was it.
The most famous area in Deep Depth was the gravity zone. Right now, his location had only thirty times the gravity, which had no effect on him or the Gong Nation people. But what if it was a hundred times? Or even higher?
These Gong Nation people seemed strong, but they likely couldn’t handle the gravity as well as he could.
Then he would go to the 150-times gravity zone.
There, he would play with them.
Wang Jie left the cave and changed direction, heading toward the nearby 150-times gravity zone. At the same time, he swallowed a Revive Pill to heal, ensuring he was in the best condition.
He ran for five days straight. The only problem was hunger—food was scarce here.
He wished he had brought some provisions.
Now, he had no choice but to use primal bone pills to stave off hunger. Though they weren’t as tasty as food, they were highly filling—too extravagant for his liking.
There was nothing he could do; primal bone pills were all that worked for him right now.
He had already reached the 80-times gravity zone. The next step was the 150-times gravity zone. Wang Jie ran along the shadow of the mountain, when suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared from the other side of the mountain.
He stopped abruptly and took a step back.
The battle axe emerged from the mountain wall and headed straight toward him.
Wang Jie looked up to see a Gong Nation person grinning as he charged down. “Human, found you.”
Boom.
The earth shattered as the Gong Nation person, wielding two battle axes, swung them wildly at Wang Jie. Wang Jie activated Armor Eight Steps and became a blur, passing through the axe strikes and reaching the Gong Nation person’s front. He threw a heavy punch.
The punch landed squarely on the Gong Nation person’s abdomen, almost piercing through it. Blood sprayed from the wound.
The Gong Nation person stared at Wang Jie in disbelief. Where did this strength come from?
Wang Jie threw another punch. The Gong Nation person quickly retreated, swinging both axes. Wang Jie grabbed the axes, twisting them forcefully to turn the Gong Nation person’s body, then kicked him away, sending him crashing into the mountain wall. Immediately after, Wang Jie performed the Heaven and Earth Luo Xuan Finger, piercing through the Gong Nation person’s neck.
The Gong Nation person clutched at his bleeding neck. His star force surged through his bones and joints, activating the Power Accumulation Method and Blood Stabbing Method. His axe fell, revealing a hidden needle inside the handle, which he drove straight into his body.
With a look of hatred, he glared at Wang Jie. He had underestimated him—how could a mere ten-imprint cultivator be so strong?
Now, Wang Jie was even stronger than when he fought Kui Rock. In the gravity zone, he had caught the Gong Nation person off guard with just a few moves.
But full star realm experts were not easy to kill.
The Gong Nation person activated the Power Accumulation and Blood Stabbing methods, dramatically increasing his combat power. Despite his throat wound, he reached out for Wang Jie. Wang Jie raised his hand to grab his, and the two of them locked arms. Wang Jie’s hundredfold strength erupted, and with a look of horror in the Gong Nation person’s eyes, he ripped off the man’s arm. With the combined force of his qi and strength, Wang Jie stabbed a finger into the Gong Nation person’s forehead.
The Gong Nation person let out a furious roar, and his star force exploded violently, shaking the earth and the mountains.
This was the result of absorbing the star force from an entire planet, unleashing it in an instant toward the heavens.
Wang Jie was momentarily suffocated but still managed to land a fatal strike, piercing the Gong Nation person’s skull before turning and running.
He had killed one full star realm Gong Nation person, though this one was weaker than Kui Rock. Still, there were more Gong Nation people around, and if they surrounded him, it would be his end.
Just as he thought this, another cold glint flashed before him. He quickly turned his body to dodge, but another full star realm Gong Nation person appeared, and a low growl came from behind.
Another one was coming.