Chapter 95

"Stellar Cauldron Manifest!"

Seven colossal ancient stars emitted unparalleled silver starlight, the overwhelming silver starlight force tangible, threads of it radiating from the seven massive stars, converging around Jun Wuming!

Jun Wuming could faintly sense a tenuous connection between his divine soul and the seven colossal ancient stars in the sky, as if he were the central hub of these seven massive stars, becoming the master of this vast starry sky.

An incomparably great power made him one with the stellar world formed by these seven massive stars, sharing in their glory and their decline!

Suddenly appearing in this vast stellar world, the purple-eyed youth was initially startled, then calmed down. His eyes were cold, as if the killing intent had coalesced into a tangible form!

The purple imperial sword in his hand emitted a purple glow, illuminating a patch of the dark starry sky!

"What does it matter if it's a stellar world? The imperial sword is unrivaled, you still cannot escape the fate of defeat and destruction! No matter how talented you are, how can you avoid this vast tide, ultimately being swallowed by this world!"

His eyelids slightly lowered, with a hint of sigh, these words seemed to be spoken to Jun Wuming, but also to himself!

Dressed in a green robe like jade, his eyes glowing with purple light. In them, Jun Wuming saw the vicissitudes of life, the twilight, and a thread of deeply buried deathly aura!

"Vainly possessing a talent that reaches the clouds, yet never having the chance to unfold your aspirations? Haha."

Jun Wuming spread his arms wide, laughing wildly. The sound was deafening, echoing throughout the cloud peak!

"Old man, you are already old, countless failures have deeply left shadows in your heart. The vast tide, the boundless starry sky, this world is ultimately under our feet, why fear life and death, why fear annihilation!"

"Without reaching the peak, how can you talk about life and death! Without reaching the heights to face the cold, how can you overlook the mountains and rivers?"

"Your heart is dead! Why live on! Let me send you on your way!"

Unparalleled starlight bloomed like a great sun at this moment, the sword tip turned, instantly drawing upon the boundless stellar power from the starry universe, forming a vast and enormous stellar divine cauldron!

It descended from the sky!

The slender figure exuded tangible starlight, as if a massive star was descending to suppress!

"No, I am not old!"

Black hair cascaded like a waterfall, the long robe flapping in the wind. Suddenly awakened from his reverie, Dongfang Hong glared angrily at the descending divine cauldron.

As if his pain had been hit, Dongfang Hong's purple eyes were full of flames, like a wounded beast.

Each word burst from his mouth, as if a roar from the depths of his heart.

"I am not old, I can still kill!"

"Heavenly Son's Sword of World Order, one sword to open peace!"

A sharp purple light instantly shot out from the imperial sword, the slender and sturdy arm emitting a majestic and supreme aura, the sword light turning upward!

Like a hundred-foot purple dragon, the righteous and grand aura condensed on the sword light, giving a terrifying illusion of being invincible and having nowhere to hide!

"It's useless, this stellar world gathers the projection power of the seven ancient Big Dipper stars in the sky!"

"Although due to cultivation limitations, I can only draw a fraction of the power of these seven stars, the Big Dipper stars have formed for millions of years, the boundless stellar power they have accumulated is far beyond what a Fifth Stage powerhouse like you can resist. Even if the imperial sword has boundless power, it cannot withstand the weight of the stars!"

Stepping on the massive stellar divine cauldron, Jun Wuming landed above it, laughing wildly.

Laughing at Dongfang Hong's ignorance!

The power of this starry sky is boundless, formed by Jun Wuming's star sword technique absorbing boundless stellar power. As long as the stars in the sky do not fall, Jun Wuming does not die, and the domain does not break!

No matter how powerful your imperial sword is, it is just a dead object, ultimately having its limits. How can it compare to the boundless starlight emitted by the stars in the sky?

Clang!

The purple divine sword slashed at the massive stellar cauldron, producing a deafening sound. However, the stellar cauldron only paused for a moment before continuing to descend!

Bang!

The massive force collided, and at the moment of impact, Dongfang Hong was thrown far away in a streak of light!

Falling and leaving a trail of blood, Jun Wuming sneered, fearing that this blow would completely destroy Jun Quanming's physical body.

The massive stellar divine cauldron contained the power of a star, its brute force could crush a mountain!

A sudden weakness in his body, Jun Wuming frowned, slightly inspecting his insides, and could not help but smile bitterly.

At this moment, his meridians were empty, and the vast black magic power sea in his body was almost dry.

The power consumption of this sword technique was truly terrifying, even with the aid of a river of magic power, Jun Wuming was almost drained of his vital energy! Especially after being slashed by a sword and breaking the ice field, he was severely injured.

At this moment, a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen was tormenting him, as if the muscles in his chest and abdomen were being torn apart, causing his face to twist in pain. Fortunately, Jun Wuming's true form was a dragon, and he practiced the divine and demonic path, so there was no major issue.

Clenching his teeth, Jun Wuming endured the pain in his chest and abdomen, and forced himself to gather magic power, flying towards the fallen purple-eyed youth!

The commotion of their fight was too great, if he did not deal with this old man soon, there might be unexpected changes!

"Come out, in my domain, do you still want to ambush me?"

Jun Wuming landed on a massive and ethereal star, looking at the vast black starry sky, his face mocking.

"Want to buy time?"

Seeing that Dongfang Hong was still hiding, Jun Wuming knew his intentions. With a cold snort, he waved his hand, and a transparent starlight vortex formed at the mouth of the divine cauldron!

The starlight vortex grew rapidly, instantly becoming a massive vortex dozens of feet wide, generating an immense suction force from the rapidly spinning vortex!

"Give me a way out!"

Unable to resist the immense suction force, with just a pull, a purple shadow of a yin spirit was instantly dragged out by Jun Wuming from the void!

With a cold laugh, ignoring the yin spirit's pleas, he grabbed it and suppressed it along with the spirit body of Jun Quanming in the massive stellar divine cauldron.

A suction force from his palm instantly drew the imperial sword from the starry universe into his hand.

With a swing of the sword, he instantly cut off a Six Yang head and threw it down from the cloud.

Taking a quick look, his eyes flickered, and he instantly transformed into a thread of starlight, wrapping the vast starry sky domain, rapidly shrinking and disappearing without a trace!

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Less than a moment after Jun Wuming left, at the original location.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

The sound of breaking air was continuous, one after another, colorful beams of light landed!

A slightly robust young man riding a fiery red large knife landed first.

With a swish, a crimson beam of light also followed, and a red-haired, red-clothed young man landed from the clouds.

"Huh, isn't this the sword genius of our Lianyun Fort? Was he only left with a head by a fierce beast?"

Xia Lie's brow twitched, speaking sarcastically, his face mocking. This guy had caused him a lot of trouble in life, but with his rebellious attitude, if he were not a direct descendant of the fort, Xia Lie would have long taken action to turn him to ashes!

However, he wondered what expression Dongfang Hong would have when he learned that his most beloved disciple had died here?

Jun Kun, the young man riding the knife, shrugged, a hint of severity flashing in his eyes. Although this guy was always unpopular and annoying, he was still a member of the Jun family fort. His death could not go unpunished!

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from a point in the void, startling everyone. Jun Kun turned around and saw a young man in a cloud robe and jade belt, slightly imposing, suddenly walking out from the void.

Jun Kun's face brightened slightly, stepping forward and bowing, "Second Brother!"

This person was none other than Jun Wuheng, a strong competitor to Jun Wuyou.

He had sensed the confrontation of two shocking sword auras and hurriedly rushed from afar, but unfortunately, he was still a step too late!

Looking down at the dead Jun Quanming's head, Jun Wuheng's eyes flickered.

"Isn't this guy that person's confidant? He was actually killed here?"

"Good kill, no matter who it is, I really have to thank you this time! Killing this guy is like cutting off one of that person's arms. If you could kill that old man Dongfang Hong, it would be even better!"

His face was sad as he looked down at the dead Jun Quanming's head, gently stroking it, and said mournfully, "Brother Quan, no matter who killed you this time, I will avenge your death, take their head, and offer it to you in blood!"

As he spoke, each word was cold and piercing, sending a chill down the spine!

The crowd's expressions were solemn, but privately, there were undercurrents of ridicule, schadenfreude, sorrow, and indifference. The human heart is complex, and there are many facets to it!