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Junior Yun's face was pale. "Why don't you let me escort you, Senior Brother?" Lin Zhao pressed the Flowing Wind, Broken Sword against his back.
Yun Che lowered his head and chuckled softly. "Do you know why Liu Feng Jian recognizes me as his master?"
Before the words left his mouth, the Wugou Sword unsheathed from his sleeve with a fierce thrust! The sword's aura shattered the surrounding ancient trees before it even reached its target.
As Lin Zhao retreated in panic, he grabbed two disciples to block the sword. In the instant the blood mist erupted, Yun Che appeared like a ghost, striking Lin Zhao's vital point with the hilt of his sword.
"Because the sword spirit..." He stepped on Lin Zhao's throat, "hates those who betray their master the most!"
Xing Wen infused energy into Lin Zhao's meridians through the sword hilt, turning his energy sea into ruins. Amidst the screams, the remaining disciples were terrified and scattered in all directions.
Yun Che sheathed his sword, golden patterns swirling in his eyes. "Go back and tell Mo Qianshan—his life, I will take personally."
Delving ten miles into Yoh Valley, the mist gradually turned crimson. Following Xing Wen's sensing, Yun Che leaped into a fissure in the ground but was stunned by the sight before him—
In a hundred-foot-deep pit coiled the Xuan Yin Gui Jiao, its head resembling a dragon, covered in reverse scales, with its tail entwined around half of a Bronze Coffin. From the gap in the coffin lid emanated a unique dark golden glow of the Starfall Clan, resonating with Yun Che's Xing Wen.
The Gui Jiao's golden eyes suddenly opened wide as it spoke human words: "Starfall Remnants... you have finally arrived!"
With a sweep of its tail, the Bronze Coffin crashed down like a meteor. Yun Che attempted to block it with the Wugou Sword but was struck with such force that he slammed into the rock wall. Xing Wen reacted instinctively to protect him; its Sword Wings unfurled in fury, lifting him into the air.
"Hand over Xing Sui, and I will spare your life!" The Gui Jiao spat out dark yin fire that froze even rocks into powder as it passed.
Yun Che's Sword Wings flapped urgently, narrowly avoiding the infernal flames. Sensing movement from within the coffin, Xing Wen unexpectedly took control of the Wugou Sword and thrust it toward the crack in the coffin!
Clang—
The Bronze Coffin exploded with a resounding crash, and a Star Pattern Battle Armor floated out, its chest embedded with a fist-sized dark golden crystal.
The Gui Jiao howled in madness: "That is mine! Three Hundred Years Ago, Bai Ruoyou tricked me into swallowing this item, causing me to become a tomb guardian puppet!"
As Yun Che touched the battle armor, an overwhelming flood of memories surged into his Sea of Consciousness:
—Bai Ruoyou sealed Xing Sui within Gui Jiao’s body and nourished it with dragon blood;
—She knelt at an altar, weeping blood as she carved incantations: "Che'er, when you retrieve Xing Sui, it will be my time to atone..."
Taking advantage of this moment, Gui Jiao spewed forth its life poison pill. Yet Yun Che smiled. "Thank you... for nurturing Xing Sui for three hundred years!"
The Star Pattern Battle Armor automatically attached itself to him. At the moment when the poison pill collided with his chest armor, Xing Sui's brilliance surged violently, transforming Gui Jiao into blood mist!
As Yun Che landed, the armor had already vanished into his body. Xiao Qingli emerged from the shadows, clapping her hands. "Wonderful, but..."
Suddenly she played her zither; Sound Blade shot straight for his back. "Xing Sui belongs to me!"
The Wugou Sword automatically protected its master but was entangled by Fumo Qinxian. Yun Che gripped the body of the zither, and Xing Wen, following the strings, counterattacked, "Did you think I was completely defenseless?"
In the midst of this standoff, a sinister laugh echoed from the peak of the valley. "No need to struggle; today, you all shall die!" Mo Qianshan declared.
The Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Formation crashed down, enveloping the entire Burial Valley in a hellfire inferno! The crimson flames of the formation surged like a celestial river, and in an instant, the Burial Valley transformed into a furnace.
Mo Qianshan stood at the heart of the formation, his black robe billowing in the heatwave. "Starfall Remnants, under the Subduing Demon Formation, even true immortals cannot escape annihilation!"
Yun Che's Star Soul Armor shimmered with dark golden light amidst the flames, and he held the Wugou Sword before him, its sword energy slicing through the fiery curtain. "True immortals cannot escape? Then I shall sever this 'immortal formation'!"
Xing Wen's energy spread from his armor to the sword as he swung it toward the formation's core. Mo Qianshan sneered; suddenly, the array's patterns twisted, rebounding the sword energy—
Boom!
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