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Junior Yun's face was pale. "How about I escort you a bit further, Senior Brother?" Lin Zhao pressed his 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 erupted from his sleeve! The sword's aura shattered the surrounding ancient trees before it even reached them.
As Lin Zhao retreated, he grabbed two disciples to block the sword. In the instant 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 the traitorous servant the most!"
Xing Wen channeled energy through the sword hilt into Lin Zhao's meridians, turning his energy sea into ruins. Amidst the screams, the remaining disciples were paralyzed with fear and scattered in panic.
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, while its tail was entwined with half of a Bronze Coffin. A dark golden glow unique to the Starfall Clan seeped through the coffin lid's crevices, resonating with Yun Che's Xing Wen.
The Gui Jiao's golden eyes snapped open, and it spoke in human language: "Starfall Remnants... you have finally arrived!"
With a sweep of its tail, the Bronze Coffin crashed down like a meteor. Yun Che blocked it with Wugou Sword but was sent crashing into the rock wall by its immense force. In response to protect its master, Xing Wen unfurled its Sword Wings behind him, lifting him into the air.
"Hand over Xing Sui, and I will spare your life!" The Gui Jiao opened its mouth and spewed forth dark yin fire that turned rocks to dust in its path.
Yun Che's Sword Wings flapped urgently, narrowly avoiding the infernal flames. Xing Wen sensed movement from within the coffin and instinctively directed Wugou Sword to stab at the coffin's crack!
Clang—
The Bronze Coffin exploded in response, and a Star Pattern Battle Armor floated out, a dark golden crystal embedded at its center.
The Gui Jiao howled in madness: "That belongs to me! Three Hundred Years Ago, Bai Ruoyou tricked me into swallowing this item, causing me to become a tomb-guarding puppet!"
The moment Yun Che touched the armor, a torrent of memories flooded into his Sea of Consciousness:
—Bai Ruoyou sealed Xing Sui within Gui Jiao’s body, nurturing 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 for redemption..."
Taking advantage of this moment, Gui Jiao unleashed 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. As the poison pill collided with the chest plate, Xing Sui's brilliance surged violently, transforming Gui Jiao into blood mist!
When Yun Che landed, the armor had already merged into his body. Xiao Qingli emerged from the shadows, clapping her hands. "Wonderful, but..."
Suddenly she played her zither; a Sound Blade shot towards 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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