Chapter 110: Wrath

“Young master, we should keep our distance. If Master Xiu unleashes his full power, it would shake the cosmos to its core. Though this star region seems stable now, it could collapse almost entirely,” Old Yuan whispered.

In the distance, a man engulfed in hundred-foot silver flames stood with an awe-inspiring presence. His physique radiated divine light like scorching fire, exuding an overwhelmingly powerful aura. Threads of spiritual energy seeped through his body, nearly scorching the fabric of this space-time.

His very stance resembled a god from ancient times, a demonic shadow awakening from the depths of hell.

“Sir, we come from the Nine Star City and do not seek conflict. Please release the binding formation restraining this starry sky. Both sides wish for peace,” the silver-flamed man’s voice rolled like thunder across the starfield, shaking the cosmos.

Such a figure was unparalleled in the cultivation realm. Should he act, he could tear apart heaven and earth without effort.

“Uncle Silver Flame, why compromise? You’ve arrived just in time. Suppress this woman’s arrogance,” Feng Shang said coldly, his eyes simmering with frost. This woman had just met him and already cast a soul-destroying light upon him—a debt yet unsettled.

“Where are you all? Why do you remain hidden?” Xia Pingdan’s voice spread like tidal waves in all directions, and suddenly two powerful figures appeared in the space.

These two silhouettes were shrouded in a mist of light, their forms blurry, floating in the distant starry sky. They employed Dao arts to mask their aura and appearance, as if unwilling to be seen.

Judging by the size of the mist, one was stout, the other slender.

“Two great masters guarding the path, hmm. Such a lineup, Immortal Xia, your task to behead this young man today will be exceedingly difficult,” rasped a hoarse, unpleasant voice from the larger white mist.

“More allies, and all of cultivation rank. So you had a premeditated plan to target our young master and miss,” Silver Flame’s eyes gleamed with sharp suspicion.

“Dare not, dare not,” came the reply.

“The Nine Star City is renowned across a thousand realms. How could I dare offend the young master and young lady of the Star City? I am merely entrusted to restrain you two, but if a grand event occurs, the consequences must not fall upon me,” said the hoarse voice’s owner, the Taoist Huang Ha, seated within the mist. His repeated denials of intent seemed feigned at best.

“Want to scheme to kill me? I have roamed the major divine realms; no one has ever dared speak to me like this. Are you possessed by madness or reckless courage?” Feng Shang’s eyes burned with fury.

“Are they trying to kill Brother Feng Shang?” Xiao Huang’s face paled at these words, her small hands clenched tightly. The others also grew tense and worried.

Qing Tian’e’s icy gaze cut through the air. “Do not delude yourselves. Remember the history between Nine Star City and the Great Luo Star Palace!”

The words carried a heavy threat.

Long ago, in the vast cultivation realm, there was a top Dao sect called the Great Luo Star Palace. At its prime, it boasted several masters and was the foremost force in the universe, commanding immense prestige.

Its sect leader, the Great Luo Dao Master, blinded by greed, slaughtered a revered elder star-refiner of the Star Sky Tower within a cosmic secret realm to seize treasure. The Nine Lords were enraged, and within days, this top-tier force was expelled from the starry skies.

The Great Luo Dao Master was away at the time. Upon hearing the news, his courage failed. He fled in desperation, relying on his formidable cultivation, but years later, he was still brought to justice.

This incident caused an uproar, and many star forces deeply understood how fiercely Nine Star City protected its own, never daring to provoke it again.

“So what?” Xia’s voice was emotionless, her robes fluttering in the cosmic wind, her bearing noble and cold as a celestial being.

The Moon Execution Cosmic Sword gleamed crystal clear in her hand, radiating dazzling brilliance, infused with strands of pale blue starlight and the sporadic bloom of divine radiance, exuding murderous intent.

“I do not care if Nine Star City retaliates. This boy’s existence is a tremendous calamity—I must kill him.”

With a flick of her sword, she pointed at Feng Shang. In an instant, a thousand bright moons appeared, scattered and hovering, conjuring a terrifying killing array within the Soul-Trapping Extinction Formation.

Blinding sword light shot directly into Feng Shang’s eyes, so dazzling it stung.

Hmph!

Feng Shang angrily waved his hand, extinguishing the bright sword light aimed at him. His gaze locked onto the white-clad woman’s calm, clear eyes, his expression darkening.

He had never been so insulted before. Such brazen arrogance and the threat to kill him ignited his temper like a powder keg.

A fierce aura radiated from Feng Shang. His once delicate features twisted into a grimace of ferocity.

“You don’t care? Who do you think you are? Acting so high and mighty, thinking you can intimidate me—what gives you that confidence? Woman, you have truly provoked me!”

“Is that so?”

Xia’s bright eyes were clear and serene like a pool of autumn water. Despite Feng Shang’s furious, terrifying countenance, she remained utterly composed, unruffled.

“Feng Shang, don’t be rash,” Qing Tian’e warned. “She is no ordinary master. I suspect she possesses an immortal vein. You must retreat into the void and find a way to notify the Nine Lords.”

Qing Tian’e and Silver Flame, after investigation, realized the peculiarity here. The void was sealed, blocking all divine mind communication—none could contact the outside. It was truly baffling. Feng Shang possessed certain hidden treasures that might break through.

“Uncle’e, you know me best. This woman wants to kill me—given my nature, what do you think I should do to her?” Feng Shang’s eyes grew cold, his hair standing on end, his face shadowed with a chilling aura that sharply dropped the surrounding temperature.

Xiao Huang and Ying’er fell silent in fear. Angry Feng Shang was truly terrifying!

“Uncle Silver Flame, Uncle Qing’e, we are currently inside a grand formation called the Soul-Trapping Extinction. The three at its center manipulate the star region’s grand momentum with immense power,” Qing’er suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating tension.

She had been observing the star region’s forces thoughtfully for some time. Only recently did she discern the strange rune-imbued world stones.

As she spoke, her golden eyes flickered, analyzing those extraordinary rune stones.

“Huh? Who is this little girl? She actually saw through my true form?” came an unexpected voice from within the mist where Huo Zhuo, the child, dwelled. Then, a gaze as solid as reality fixed upon Qing’er.

Qing’er frowned slightly, tilting her head. A mysterious golden radiance shimmered like a divine veil, dispersing Huo Zhuo’s sight.

Huo Zhuo grew increasingly puzzled.

This little girl possessed an exceptionally rare innate bloodline. Were the other two identical girls her sisters?

“Qing’er, continue,” Feng Shang ordered coldly, eyes locked on Xia.

“The Soul-Trapping Extinction formation is no trivial matter. I don’t know what they are wary of, as they have not yet acted. Brother Feng Shang, if you lose your temper, perhaps open another killing formation to break this one.

By the way, Qing’er is quite interested in that woman’s sword. If you get it, remember to let Qing’er examine it for a few days.”

In just a few words, Qing’er summarized the situation, then closed her glowing golden eyes. Moments later, she reopened them, revealing a serene, beautiful, snow-white face radiant with spiritual energy.