With a powerful swipe of the Demonic Shadow Claw, Mo Qianshan's furious roar shattered the sound barrier, pushing Yun Che toward the Demon Claw. "The Starfall Remnants are here!"
In that fleeting moment between life and death, Yun Che crushed the Bronze Ring.
From the Underground Palace, a hundred thousand Wraiths surged forth, forming a vast net that pressed the demonic shadow back into the depths below.
"With the souls of our clan, we shall bind you for ten thousand years!" He bit his tongue, using his blood to sacrifice to the Formation Diagram.
The Underground Palace completely collapsed, and Mo Qianshan along with Xiao Qingli used their powers to escape, leaving Yun Che behind to cough up blood amidst the ruins.
As the morning sun rose, he opened the remnants of the Formation Diagram, and the last line of tiny characters caught his eye:
"In the seven hundred thirty-second year of the Heavenly Emperor, our clan's Holy Maiden fled to the Eastern Sea with the Heavenly Gang Formation Diagram, taking on the alias—Bai Ruoyou."
Yun Che knelt in the ruins, his fingertips digging deep into the remnants of the Heavenly Gang Formation Diagram.
The name "Bai Ruoyou" pierced his heart like a poisoned needle. Xing Wen sensed an overwhelming hatred and burned the remnants, leaving scorch marks.
The morning sun streamed through the cracks of the Underground Palace, illuminating the pool of blood beneath him—this was the final gift from the hundred thousand Wraiths before they dissipated.
"You truly are still alive."
Xiao Qingli approached, stepping on broken bricks, her Fumo Qinxian already reassembled. She bent down to lift Yun Che's chin. "Where is the Formation Diagram?"
Suddenly, Yun Che sprang up violently, and Xing Wen formed chains that wrapped around her qin. "If you want the Formation Diagram, you must first tell me—who is Bai Ruoyou?"
The strings of her qin trembled and cut into his wrist; as droplets of blood splattered onto the remnants, an unexpected change occurred—
Boom!
The lingering resentment of Xing Yun from the Underground Palace surged back violently, forming a blood-red vortex above their heads.
In Yun Che's pupils appeared traces of a Star Map as countless ancient characters flooded into his Sea of Consciousness:
"The Heavenly Gang Nine Calamities, burning hearts as torches…"
Xiao Qingli's expression changed drastically. "You dare to invoke the Heavenly Gang calamity?"
She retreated three paces, holding her Fu Mo Qin defensively in front of her.
Yet Yun Che laughed maniacally, allowing Xing Wen to engulf him in blood mist. "Since you all want my life—"
"Then let’s trade lives!"
The first wave of Jiefire surged in from the crown of the head. Yun Che's seven orifices erupted with golden flames, shattering the barrier of his eighth level body refinement. Xing Wen's skin burned with charred marks, yet healed rapidly, while his bones cracked like thunder.
Xiao Qingli formed an ice shield with her Qin Yin, but it was instantly vaporized by the residual waves of Jiefire. She stared at the star mark gradually forming on Yun Che's forehead and suddenly bit her fingertip, inscribing a blood-red talisman on the body of the zither.
"Seven Strings to Subdue Demons, Seal Heaven and Lock Earth!"
Seven strings shot through the air, binding Yun Che's limbs, but were severed by the Jiefire erupting from within him. The second wave of Jiefire followed closely, turning the ruins of the Underground Palace into a molten hell.
"Madman..." Xiao Qingli's lips bled, "Do you want to drag all of Xixia Town down with you?"
Yun Che howled towards the sky amidst the sea of flames. The third wave of Jiefire tore through the clouds, transforming into a hundred-foot fire dragon that swooped down.
Xing Wen invoked the Heavenly Formation Solution, reversing the Underground Ruins into a thunder-attracting formation! Above Xixia Town, Mo Qianshan led the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion to form a battle array.
"It’s the Heavenly Gang Tribulation of Starfall Remnants!" He pointed his sword at the fire dragon. "Form the Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Formation and seize its fortune!"
Seventy-two spirit swords formed a sword net, with Mo Qianshan standing at the center, sword energy piercing through the fire dragon. Amidst the dragon's roar that shook the heavens, Jiefire was forcibly diverted, half of it injected into the sword formation.
"Using heavenly tribulation to refine weapons... Elder Mo has calculated well." Xiao Qingli sneered, her fingertips subtly plucking hidden strings.
A strand of Qin Yin mixed into the sword formation; suddenly, a spirit sword refining Jiefire went out of control and turned against the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion!
"Xiao Qingli!" Mo Qianshan swung his sword to sever Qin Yin. "Are you betraying our sect?"
"You are the one betraying it." She leaped high into the air on a wave of Jiefire. "Privately refining forbidden techniques like Star Devouring Technique must be punished!"
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