Chapter 114: The Style Has Changed

"What is this!"

Feng Shang’s eyes erupted with disbelief. His entire being was completely severed from the outside world, clearly partitioned by three terrifying lines of reality. In this instant, even his most prideful Void talent could not facilitate his escape.

"Partitioning the Three Lives—what a profound level of sword dao! Which Sword Lord is here?"

Observing this, Qingtian'e's cold and domineering eyes flashed with shock. He immediately extended a claw wreathed in the power of destruction, attempting to shatter the three boundary lines.

*Sizzle...*

The sword dao boundary lines glowed with a blinding white flame, forcefully repelling the powerful laws of destruction and preventing any external force from drawing near. Seeing this, seventeen brilliant seals emerged rapidly upon Qingtian'e's claw, their patterns shimmering to form a complex, esoteric divine technique. He struck out, and the luminous boundary lines finally trembled.

"I have opened a gap here—get out quickly!" Qingtian'e commanded.

"The Void is mine alone."

Sensing the void energy outside, Feng Shang immediately channeled his cultivation. Within his dantian, a beautiful super-core possessing three thousand facets vibrated, surging with endless cyan light and even leaking a trace of the power of the Universe Dao. Feng Shang’s figure vanished instantly.

*Whoosh!*

Almost simultaneously, from an unknown direction, an invisible sword qi slashed down. The three boundary lines reappeared clearly exactly where Feng Shang had vanished, though this time, the latter was a fraction slower.

Feng Shang had escaped.

"Oh?" came a voice of surprise from a man.

"Who is it?"

Feng Shang reappeared, now standing atop the Time-Space Profound Heavy Star, borne by a layer of snow-white clouds formed from nothingness. He clutched his shoulder, where a wound was already healing; he had inadvertently brushed against the boundary line during his void-shift, suffering an injury.

"Brother Feng Shang, are you alright?"

Little Huang Chang trotted over with small steps, her large eyes wide as she timidly stared at the torn fabric on Feng Shang's shoulder. Fortunately, the skin beneath was already knitting together.

"I'm fine. Stay back—someone in the shadows is targeting me."

Feng Shang stroked his left arm, his cyan robes fluttering. His sharp, luminescent eyes turned chillingly calm as he utilized his keen insight into the void to search for the hidden assailant's position.

***

Rumble!

At this very moment, the Time-Space Profound Heavy Star had turned completely berserk, erupting with a pitch-black, soul-captivating radiance. Its immense gravity distorted time and space, altering the trajectory of the entire starry expanse. Destructive forces rampaged everywhere, causing star after star to collapse into dust under the crushing weight.

Most notably, four hundred and sixty million Prison-Suppressing Killing Swords were embedded into this heavy, destructive star. The terrifying murderous intent gathered, causing a "Heavenly Dragon of Divine Suppression" to coil around the star's surface.

Standing within the Ninth Killing Array, Feng Shang rode the black Profound Heavy Star as it crushed everything in its path. In this moment of dominance, his spirit would have been soaring were it not for the vigilance he maintained against the one who had struck from the shadows.

"The momentum of this star field has truly been broken, and by that renowned Ninth Killing Array! Huo Zhuo, you laughed at that little girl earlier—are you stunned now?" Huang Ha said with an unsightly expression.

Such a massive star, spanning a billion miles and draped in shocking killing intent, was truly terrifying.

"It is not yet completely broken. Although the Ninth Killing Array cleverly utilizes the Heavy Destructive Star, its range is ultimately limited to a billion miles. The Young Master of the Yuchu Sect has already left; we will likely have to give it our all from here on out," Huo Zhuo replied in a low voice.

As he spoke, crystalline light bloomed before him, revealing an antique purple sandalwood Tidal Zither. With exactly fifty strings, each crystalline and slender, it was an extraordinary supreme-grade Tribulation Weapon.

"Hmph, that fellow Guchu—to think he used the Three Lives boundary lines and still let that brat slip away. Now that the boy is inside the Ninth Killing Array, there's no good opportunity to ambush him," Daoist Huang Ha huffed in annoyance.

The Three Lives boundary division was highly renowned in the sword dao, a top-tier killing technique passed down from the Ancient Universe. In Huang Ha’s view, Guchu must have held back during his first attempt; otherwise, he never would have allowed Qingtian'e to shake the lines open.

"Enough nonsense," Huo Zhuo said, his expression grave.

The Time-Space Profound Heavy Star had gained momentum and was slowly crushing toward them; they had no choice but to prepare for a desperate battle.

"Young Master Feng, I shall lend you a hand. Once this matter is settled, I beg you to help me find the whereabouts of Young Master Zhiqian," Old Yuan said with a worried expression, carrying a silver-white scabbard as he flew above the Profound Heavy Star.

"Very well."

Feng Shang glanced at the scabbard. Just moments ago, relying on that sheath to chase the phantom of the long river, Old Yuan had reached the threshold of cultivation-level combat power. One could only imagine the strength it would unleash if the sword itself were drawn.

"It is all the fault of the delays," Xia said. Her robes were whiter than snow, and her eyes, visible above her veil, were exceptionally beautiful yet filled with a sense of missed opportunity. Her voice carried regret, for she should have ignored the Young Master of the Yuchu Sect from the start and deployed the Annihilation Array.

At this moment, the Ninth Killing Array was fully formed, the Heavenly Dragon coiled, spanning a full billion miles. Even though she had meticulously planned for so long—making the power of this God-Trapping Annihilation Array incomparable to before—it still seemed somewhat inadequate in the face of the Time-Space Profound Heavy Star!

***

The Star Sea Firmament, Yuchu Sect Holy Palace.

Mist swirled in the lotus pond, and rose petals lay scattered on the ground. Simple, clean robes were folded by the poolside, the faint, lingering fragrance drifting slowly into the hall.

*Splash.*

A ripple echoed in the water. Amidst the mist, a smooth, perfect, snow-white back appeared, eventually leaning against the edge of the pool. Her delicate neck curved elegantly, exuding a faint fragrance. The owner of that back blinked her eyes, gazing at her own fair, jade-like hands as she raised them; crystal-clear water droplets slid down and fell with a rhythmic *drip*.

The scene was truly beautiful.

"So peaceful."

Dan Ya closed her eyes, enjoying the comfort of the hot spring, a peaceful smile playing on her lips. Perhaps it was because such moments of tranquility were so rare that something was destined to interrupt them. A message of divine sense flew in from the distant reaches of space-time.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Dan Ya opened her eyes. The peace and harmony vanished, replaced by a cold, glacial chill.

"I've only been gone for a few days, and you manage to get yourself into trouble even with the sword hilt in hand?! You had better be missing an arm or a leg so I don't feel like I've made this trip in vain!"

No sooner had the icy, indifferent aura dissipated than a wave of a young girl's nervous, anxious emotions swept through the hall.

"He wouldn't be in mortal danger, would he?"

Sect Master Dan Ya’s voice shifted in an instant from that of a cold-hearted queen to that of an innocent young girl, a change that defied all logic.

And the very next second, the tone shifted again.

"Giggle, I suppose I should go and take a look."

A bewitching, seductive female voice, filled with endless charm, sounded soft and sweet.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

The mist in the room exploded and drifted into the air. A pair of long, jade-like legs—possessing an astonishing allure—stepped gently out of the lotus pond. Her polished toes were painted with a faint pink nail polish, still glistening with tiny droplets of water.

*Boom!*

An infinite aura of Universe Dao Holy Power radiated outward, causing the holy palace—forged from divine gold—to tremble incessantly. It was as if they had been plunged into a black hole; everything around them became blurred, inducing a sense of mental disorientation.