Chapter 231
Chapter 231: Reminder
All the earthworms spat ice slurry at the same moment.
Instantly, a wave of white surged forth, visible even to mortal eyes. It not only covered the land but also rose to blot out the starry sky, becoming an immense icy wave that swept forward.
The cultivators’ faces turned pale; their shields would never hold against such power.
“All of you, strike back together!” Wang Jie stepped forward.
All the cultivators unleashed their techniques at once, countless attacks soaring into the sky to collide with the white ice wave. Heaven and earth shuddered, the frozen land cracked, and one after another, ships burst apart under the strain.
At that moment, Yue Jian charged out, taking advantage of the earthworms’ pause after spitting ice. With a sweep of his arm, the void trembled, shattering dozens of earthworms instantly.
Han Song leaped up, his hammer slamming down fiercely as black flames transformed into a blazing dragon, scorching the heavens black.
Quickly, hundreds of polar earthworms were slain.
Almost all the polar earthworms in this direction had been eliminated.
Yue Jian panted heavily, looking toward Wang Jie and his group. He nodded slightly, recognizing that during the chaos, Wang Jie’s team had been the most efficient. Han Song was also notable, second only to Yue Jian himself.
“Keep searching.”
One-third of the ships had already been lost.
Wang Jie’s ship took on additional cultivators. They stood silently, watching outside vigilantly, still searching for signs of Zhi Nan Xing.
Yet the main battlefield was still the fiercest of all.
The fleet’s firepower and defensive arrays were far beyond their smaller ships. Each focused bombardment shook the frozen earth to its core.
Elder Ming stared ahead grimly; the polar earthworms were endless, and even their mighty warships had begun to fall.
Suddenly, alarms blared.
He glanced at the screen, his face turning pale. Something terrible had happened. “Enemy attack!”
From behind came countless beams of destructive energy, engulfing Black White Heaven’s battleships along with the polar earthworms nearby.
Large numbers of ships and war vessels rapidly approached.
At the same moment, within the command center, Li Tong He stood abruptly. “What did you just say?”
“Elder, the starport is under attack. Forces from the Second Star Cloud and Third Nebula have joined together. They are attacking us!”
Li Tong He’s expression turned grim. Battles shifted in mere moments. It wasn’t surprising that the two star clouds had allied, but why strike the starport instead of the command center?
He had stationed himself here specifically to repel such an attack.
Logically, the alliance between the two star clouds should have targeted the center first. Attacking the starport made no sense unless—
There was a traitor.
At the starport, Wang Jie’s group was also hit by concentrated fire. Endless beams poured from behind.
Their shield shattered instantly, forcing Han Song to leap out and block the deadly beams himself.
Wang Jie and the others stared back with dark expressions. They had clearly fallen into an ambush. The enemy had timed this perfectly, striking just after they’d finished fighting the polar earthworms.
“It’s the Second Star Cloud,” Li Cai quickly identified the attacking ships.
Not far behind Wang Jie’s group, ships and battleships drew closer and closer.
Inside one of those battleships, Su Su stood calmly, a faint smile curling her lips. [I’ve finally found you.] She had specifically demanded this position. Third Nebula had been assigned elsewhere because she knew Wang Jie was here.
This Wang Jie had previously disguised himself and rescued Li Tong He right under her nose. It was the greatest humiliation she’d ever endured. She, the Divine Maiden of Ming Huang Palace, who could strike fear even in the Six Dao Wanderers of Black White Heaven, had been tricked by this mere Lock Force cultivator. She would never forgive him.
Qiao Xi had failed last time, but now—
[Let’s see where you’ll run to this time.]
“Attack!”
Countless cultivators surged forth from their ships, stepping onto the frozen ground as they charged at Wang Jie’s group.
Under heavy bombardment, even Han Song couldn’t completely protect their ship, which wobbled and crashed onto the icy plain.
Wang Jie and the others dashed out of their destroyed vessel, explosions illuminating their backs as they stared down the charging Second Star Cloud cultivators. This would be a fight to the death.
Wen Yuan desperately hurled Star Sealing Stones.
Yun Ju’s face paled, [Am I really going to die here?]
A zither melody echoed—the warriors of Ming Huang Palace had joined the fight.
Shadowy figures darted swiftly across the frozen earth: dagger bearers moving unseen.
Among them was a group clad in strange robes embroidered with flowers—these were cultivators from the Nation of Flowers.
Yet, most eye-catching of all was the central group of cultivators who rushed forward wielding brushes—a curious sight indeed.
Fantasy World Sect, the strongest sect of the Second Star Cloud, the uncrowned kings.
“Record of Fleeting Fantasy, Divine Brush that Determines Heaven and Earth!”
With their brushes, their possibilities were endless.
Yue Jian launched forward, shouting fiercely: “Warriors of Black White Heaven—attack!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Two waves of cultivators clashed like colossal beasts. At the first moment of collision, Wang Jie saw mountains and rivers suddenly descending, nearly making him retreat in fright. This was the power of the Fantasy World Sect.
With a casual wave, the mountains crumbled, turning into a sharp-horned beast that charged at him, but Wang Jie shattered it with ease. His eyes locked onto a specific cultivator. Executing Armor Eight Steps, he vanished.
Far away, that Fantasy World cultivator stared in shock. [Where is he?] He swiftly swung his brush, ink-like star force swirling around him, forming floating mountains for protection. Wang Jie appeared suddenly, gripping one mountain and crushing it effortlessly. A palm descended afterward, killing the cultivator instantly.
And this cultivator had only reached the Full Star Realm.
Yet, he had managed to delay Wang Jie briefly. Such was the might of the Fantasy World Sect.
From behind, three cultivators attacked, their origins unclear. Aside from major sects like Fantasy World Sect or Ming Huang Palace, the Second Star Cloud had countless minor families and sects as well.
But all three were easily swept away by Wang Jie.
Nearby, Li Cai’s thunder patterns roared with fury. Wen Yuan kept dodging desperately; he was in trouble, facing an expert at the Wandering Star Realm who was about to breach his formation dao.
Han Song’s hammer was unstoppable, no one daring to approach him.
Shi Wei, Zhi Qing Po, and the others each faced their own fierce battles.
Wang Jie suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure approaching—Qiao Xi.
This woman had finally come.
Qiao Xi crossed the battlefield, her flute song transforming into heavenly thunder descending from above—the Thunder Sound True Technique. [This time, I must kill him no matter what connection he has to the Armor One Sect. Senior Sister said clearly that even Armor One Sect disciples must be slain without mercy.]
Wang Jie shouted urgently, “Han Song, that woman!”
Han Song raised his head and tightened his grip on his hammer, smashing it fiercely forward. Black flames tore through the battlefield, surging toward Qiao Xi. Alarmed, Qiao Xi hastily retreated, her diamond-like Star Force rippling forth, blasting toward the black flames along with her flute music.
The two streams of Star Force collided violently, shaking the battlefield in their vicinity.
Wang Jie breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the very next instant, an even sharper chill pierced his heart. Turning quickly, he saw—Su Su.
[No way, she’s actually stepping into the fight herself?]
Su Su was an existence Wang Jie deeply dreaded. On the battlefield of Hanhai Sea, she had suppressed numerous masters single-handedly. Even the gravely injured Elder Li Tong He had fallen helplessly before her.
She was no Qiao Xi.
Su Su stared coldly at Wang Jie. This face, she’d looked upon it many times.
[Today, I’ll end this once and for all.] Thinking this, she slowly sat down. As her fingers brushed the strings, zither music arose, shaking the heavens and quaking the earth, controlling life and death—the Eight Tones of Destruction.
As Su Su’s melody rose, the entire battlefield abruptly changed. All cultivators from Black White Heaven turned pale, enduring indescribable pressure.
Wang Jie bore the greatest burden.
At the sound of the first note, he quickly activated his Thunder Pattern, yet it shattered before the second note even sounded.
Qi surged violently within him, and he hurriedly swallowed a Revive Pill.
Fortunately, Yue Jian intervened, racing halfway across the battlefield, launching a palm strike toward Su Su.
Su Su raised her eyes, fingers altering the zither melody into the Sorrowful Ocean Tide.
Around Yue Jian, it seemed as if bones descended from the sky, trembling intensely.
Hum—
A soft vibration spread like jagged edges through the air, forming a storm that engulfed everything around. Yue Jian was thrown backward, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, while Su Su was also forced to stand up, unwillingly glaring once more at Wang Jie.
The one she intended to kill was Wang Jie, not Yue Jian.
Wang Jie’s heart sank heavily. [Yue Jian is no match for her. This is bad. But Su Su won’t find Yue Jian easy to defeat either.]
[These two women will fight for some time.]
Just as he thought this, Wang Jie’s eyes suddenly narrowed. He saw a subtle flow of qi moving behind Yue Jian. [Not good—a Death Weapon!]
“Senior Sister, careful!” Wang Jie shouted.
Instinctively, Yue Jian moved away from her original spot.
An invisible Death Weapon stabbed silently into the frozen ground.
Yue Jian’s eyes turned sharp as she swiftly turned, staring toward a distant figure—a plain-faced man, somewhat pale, frowning as he shifted his gaze to Wang Jie.
Wang Jie stared back at the man.
[This person possesses a Death Weapon. If I hadn’t warned Yue Jian just now, she might have been assassinated while distracted by Su Su. Had that happened, the battle would’ve ended immediately.]
Su Su looked toward Wang Jie, astonished. [This man actually saw through Wu Yan’s stealth attack?]
“Wu Yan,” Yue Jian stared icily at the man, “It’s truly unfortunate I didn’t kill you back in the Core Sector.”
Wu Yan gazed calmly at her and replied, “You won’t have anothTwo Chance.” With that, he flipped backward, vanishing instantly.
Yue Jian’s expression darkened with wariness.
At that moment, Su Su resumed her attack. The zither melody descended, ripping through frozen earth toward Yue Jian. Yue Jian struck out with a palm, Star Force surging forth, colliding midway and splitting the icy ground.
Elsewhere, Wang Jie grew restless. [Wu Yan’s disappearance doesn’t necessarily mean he plans to assassinate Yue Jian.]
Quickly, he took out his Star Disk. There was qi everywhere, but a particular flow of qi was approaching swiftly. Although it appeared insignificant, his intuition told him clearly—this was Wu Yan. Wu Yan wielded daggers; even without cultivating qi deliberately, he instinctively concealed his presence.
After all, the Second Star Cloud was adjacent to the First Star Cloud.
Wang Jie immediately turned and ran. He absolutely couldn’t let Wu Yan target him. Han Song was busy holding Qiao Xi back, and Li Cai and the others couldn’t possibly stop Wu Yan.
Wu Yan was startled to see Wang Jie actually fleeing.
He couldn’t immediately catch up, either. [And wait—isn’t that the Armor Eight Steps?]
[So, Black White Heaven even has disciples from Armor One Sect, or maybe just a borrowed cultivator?] Thinking this, Wu Yan continued pursuit. [This man spoiled my plans—he deserves death.]
In the main battlefront, two massive fleets clashed violently. However, Black White Heaven soon began to lose ground.
Not only did they have to defend against attacks from afar, but also from the Polar Earthworm—a dangerous pincer attack.
Elder Ming stepped forth from the starry expanse, immediately confronted by three Hundred Star Realm experts.
“The Second Star Cloud and Third Nebula have joined forces? Ornate Jade Gate, haven’t you thought that the Second Star Cloud would eventually swallow you whole? Your First Star Link is closest to them.”
A Hundred Star Realm man replied coldly, “Ornate Jade Gate’s affairs aren’t yours to worry about. Today, it’ll be better if you just quietly die here.” As he spoke, he attacked.
Three against one, Elder Ming soon found himself struggling.
But at this critical moment, one of those besieging Elder Ming was abruptly attacked from behind, losing an arm in an instant.
The remaining two quickly glanced downward.
There stood a black-robed elder, his eyes cold as ice.
One cultivator exclaimed involuntarily, “Ye Shou?”
Elder Ming sighed in relief. Ye Shou was the title of one of the five Hundred Star Realm experts under the Black Realm Lord’s command.
Besides Black Wanderer and White Wanderer, the Black Domain and White Domain each had Ye Shou and Bai Shou, Hundred Star Realm experts who served the Realm Lord directly.
With most Hundred Star Realm cultivators promoted to elders, Realm Lords still needed powerful fighters under their direct command.
They hadn’t expected a hidden Ye Shou to appear here.
Perhaps this battle would not unfold as easily as they hoped.