The man in black robes immediately fell silent.
An order from her master? Although he was a High Immortal with a high position within the immortal continent, he was nothing more than a firefly to the bright moon that was Zhuo Haiyue’s master.
Perhaps Zhuo Haiyue was lying, but the man in the black robe couldn’t possibly verify this with her master.
“Fine. I get that you want to join the Bloodforge Battle, but what does that have to do with revealing your identity?” the man in the black robe asked.
“The Fang Family has received the news and come forth to apologize, capturing all the murders who killed your parents. Right now, they are just awaiting your command.”
“The murderers?” A cold smile appeared on Zhuo Haiyue’s face. “What about the one who gave the order back then?”
The black-robed man’s face stiffened slightly.
“Murderers? They’re just tools.” Zhuo Haiyue shook her head slightly, calmly stating, “I don’t care about the lives of these tools. What I want is the extinction of the Fang Family.”
“Haiyue,” the man in black robes said anxiously, “you’re pushing the Fang Family too far. Enough is enough.”
“Pushing? I am indeed pushing them. When they’re panicked, they’ll expose their weaknesses,” Zhuo Haiyue’s voice was emotionless. “Yet they can do nothing against me.”
The man in the black robe felt helpless.
“Thirteenth Ancestor, tell the family: however you choose to handle this matter is up to you, but it has nothing to do with me,” Zhuo Haiyue suddenly smiled. “After all, I will be leaving the immortal continent in a short while.”
“Leaving?” The man in the black robe was taken aback. “To where?”
“The immortal world.” Zhuo Haiyue said calmly, “My master has already reached the immortal world, and soon, he will proceed to the divine court headquarters for his assignment. Thus he has summoned us, his nominal disciples.”
“I will join the Bloodforge Battle directly from the Eternal Sun Immortal World. Once it’s over, I’ll follow my master to the divine court headquarters.”
“The day I return to the immortal continent will be the day the Fang Family meets their demise.” A trace of coldness flickered through Zhuo Haiyue’s eyes.
In that instant, the elderly man understood her intentions completely: because she was leaving soon, Zhuo Haiyue no longer cared. She made her record public, leaving the Fang Family anxious and fearful, yet unable to do anything.
The Fang Family might be powerful, but their influence was limited to the immortal continent. In the scope of the entire immortal nation, they were insignificant.
And the divine court headquarters? The Taiyuan Divine Court ranked as a top force in the endless river of time and space, able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the likes of the Immortal Court and the Eldritch Court.
How could the Fang Family possibly intervene?
“By displaying such open aggression, aren’t you worried the Fang Family might sacrifice an Archimmortal to kill you?” the man in the black robe couldn’t help but say.
The Moonsilver World might be safe, but if an Archimmortal was willing to pay the price, killing Zhuo Haiyue wouldn’t be difficult.
“Don’t worry. Even if that immortal ancestor of the Fang Family comes, it won’t matter,” Zhuo Haiyue suddenly looked up, a slight smile on her face. “Senior Brother has come to pick me up.”
“Senior Brother?” The man in black robes was startled for a moment, then looked up.
Soundlessly, a figure in purple robes stood in the air, his aura vast. Though the figure stood only about three meters tall, his presence loomed larger than life, as if he were a colossus straddling the world.
All fell silent.
“Little Junior Sister, by Master’s command, I’ve come to pick you up,” the figure in purple robes boomed, his voice echoing across heaven and earth.
“Thank you, Master. Thank you, Senior Brother Heng Dan,” Zhuo Haiyue bowed slightly, as docile as a ‘girl next door’.
The man in black robes stood stock still, his pupils constricting.
Heng Dan? A certain legendary being came to mind.
“Zhuo Fengmao greets Astral Lord Heng Dan,” the man in black robes gave a respectful bow, his voice trembling slightly.
“Hmm.” The figure in purple robes nodded slightly, barely giving the man in black robes a second glance.
High Immortal? He had roamed the macrocosm for tens of millions of years, slaughtering countless such weaklings. They were hardly worth remembering.
…
Time flowed by.
Within the Bloodforge Devil Hall’s Redmoon Division, inside Wu Yuan’s mansion in the Origin Blood World.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Blade rays flickered, some overwhelmingly powerful, others sinister and vicious, some bizarre and unpredictable, some as fleeting as the wind.
Wu Yuan moved like a phantom.
“Kill!” The giant metal puppet roared without much enthusiasm, swinging its saber as it chased after Wu Yuan.
Meanwhile, Wu Yuan didn’t need to employ any particularly powerful ether arts. Despite the vast difference in their base strengths, he played the metal puppet like a fool, each clash leaving the puppet helpless to resist.
The fight between the two had lasted a long time.
“Master, my ethercrystal is exhausted, I concede,” the resigned voice of the metal puppet rang out as its ferocious expression faded and it stopped attacking.
Swoosh! Wu Yuan also ceased attacking and flew to the metal puppet’s side.
“Master, your movement techniques have grown even more frightening,” the metal puppet commented, shaking its head helplessly.
Wu Yuan couldn’t help but smile.
Indeed, after years of practical combat and practicing the saber techniques from the Starsunder Saber Codex, especially Star Tread, his movement techniques had improved significantly.
Speed and movement techniques were often mentioned together, yet they were not the same.
Little Black’s ether art, Realm Crossing, raised its flight speed to an extreme degree, allowing it to make close-range dodges, and move in unpredictable ways.
But speed and agility weren’t the be-all and end-all of movement techniques.
The best movement technique is one that allows the user to execute the profundity of the Dao in the shortest time during combat, using the least energy and mana. Wu Yuan had a clear understanding of movement techniques.
The higher one’s maximum speed, the better. But in close combat, speed wasn’t the most important thing, but rather the suitability of the movement technique.
It was just like teachings and secret arts; the stronger ones weren’t necessarily better. It was those that suited oneself that were the best.
“Master, with only a month left until the Bloodforge Battle, should we try level fourteen of the Dark Star?” the metal puppet asked in a deep voice. “With your strength, Master, I reckon there’s a fifty percent chance you’ll make it through.”
“No need!” Wu Yuan shook his head. “I’ve obtained what I needed; clearing subsequent levels will only draw the attention of the Silvermist branch’s top-tier geniuses to myself. This will bring me no benefits, only disadvantages.”
“It’s better to keep things as they are now,” Wu Yuan grinned. “They all think I’m just a second or third tier genius. The other top-tier geniuses won’t be too wary of me either.”
“Then once the Bloodforge Battle begins, I’ll strike them hard,” a murderous glint flashed in Wu Yuan’s eyes.
Repeatedly sparring with the metal puppet, combined with the approaching Bloodforge Battle and the looming threat of death, ignited Wu Yuan’s primal battle lust!
“You may rest,” Wu Yuan said.
“Understood.” The metal puppet quickly departed, leaving Wu Yuan alone.
Over the next month, I’ll calm my mind and prepare for the Bloodforge Battle. Wu Yuan mused silently. With the treasures from Astral Lord Yin He and the blood mist, my ether has rapidly accumulated to the ninth-stage Spiritual Body phase in the past few years.
The ninth-stage Spiritual Body phase was fundamentally stronger than the seventh-stage.
This pace of cultivation wasn’t considered too fast. Without the Terrasource Sun Fluid from Astral Lord Yin He, it would take at least four years for him to reach the ninth-stage Spiritual Body phase relying only on the blood mist and Luminous Immortal Soil.
The Terrasource Sun Fluid was tens to hundreds of times more precious than Luminous Immortal Soil, and far more effective.
I reached the peak of the Spiritual Body phase half a year ago. Wu Yuan reflected silently. But after reaching the peak of the Spiritual Body phase, one needs to spend some time deeply consolidating their insights.
Despite the imminent arrival of the Bloodforge Battle, it’s best not to rush into the Shambhala phase. This will be more beneficial for me in the long run. A few years later, after the Bloodforge Battle is over, I will then proceed to break through.
My body refiner self will proceed with quiet cultivation.
A glint flashed in Wu Yuan’s eyes. My qi refiner self has finally achieved an initial level of success in combining and unleashing the two Intermediate Laws.
It’s time to challenge the one-star tower.
…
In the Dragon Star Immortal Voidrealm, in a special space where the Seven Star Luminaries Tower resided.
A figure in black robes appeared out of nowhere, standing in the void like a divine sword, his aura fierce and unstoppable—it was none other than Wu Yuan.
Seven Star Luminaries Tower. Wu Yuan gazed at the distant towers.
Let’s go!
Whoosh~ Wu Yuan headed directly into the first tower.
The space transformed around him, revealing a vast expanse of outer space. Below was a planet, and starlight filled the space above.
Wu Yuan stood in the space, swiftly selecting the weapons he needed.
Challengers of the Seven Star Luminaries Tower could choose any weapon they liked, in any quantity they wished. The premise was that one had sufficient strength to wield them.