Chapter 153

A line of brilliant light slashed across the sky, its long arc as if ready to cleave the entire heavens in two.

It was a polyhedron emitting strange radiance, its countless facets and edges shifting colors endlessly.

At its core, a swirling, eye-like vortex of color rotated slowly, barely visible.

The red-haired Cang tribe member standing beneath the cliff extended a hand, and the polyhedron, as if finally finding its home, plummeted swiftly downward.

Boom! As the polyhedron landed in His palm, a ring of deep blue energy rippled outward, spreading endlessly into the distance.

Where the energy ripple passed, trees swayed, and countless small creatures hidden in the forest fled in panic.

But their movements froze in their final instant—the flesh beneath their fur seemed plucked away by invisible hands, their pelts losing all luster.

In an instant, the fleeing creatures became withered bones wrapped in dull, gray fur.

Not only that—the trees touched by the energy ripple withered too; their green and blue leaves withered at a visible pace.

Within a radius of one li, all vegetation perished, all life withered.

"Is this all you can achieve…?" He gazed at the slowly rotating color vortex within the polyhedron.

Though the bio-weapon's core here is not of high rank, had it not been suppressed, with His methods, He could have directly drained the life force of this entire star system to forge a bio-weapon rivaling a Return to Void.

Now, suppressed, He can only seize such a tiny area of life force.

Suddenly, He felt a stir in His heart and looked upward.

There, standing atop the high heavens, riding a sword, was Zhang Yunlu, chasing the streak of light.

She gazed down at the lifeless expanse below, Expression Grew Serious.

Especially that red-haired figure, unlike any Fifth Third Third Jiajiao tribe member—the aura she sensed made her heartbeat slow by several beats.

The intense sense of danger was like when she had yet to comprehend the Dao, the first time she saw that strange Xiao Fan.

Is this person also a Creation Foundation cultivator?

Zhang Yunlu's eyes narrowed in caution; she did not advance further, but kept her distance, drew a pill, swallowed it, and began restoring the true energy she had expended while riding her sword.

"Are all the human Creation Foundation cultivators of this generation this timid?" the red-haired Cang tribe member chuckled.

Hm?!

This person is definitely strange.

The Fifth Third Third Jiajiao tribe on this planet could not possibly know anything about Creation Foundation.

"Are you the mastermind behind this?" Zhang Yunlu asked.

The pill's power flowed through her body; her true energy slowly returned, nearly fully restored.

"Mastermind?"

A strand of gold-red light flowed from the polyhedron in His hand, like a stream of flame.

The flame coalesced before Him into a series of magnificent, bizarre steps, and He ascended them step by step until He reached the same height as Zhang Yunlu.

"Roughly speaking, yes."

He lightly raised His other hand; the flame that had formed the steps now writhed beside Him like a fire dragon, its terrifying heat slightly warping the surrounding air.

Seeing those glass-like, colorful eyes turn toward her, Zhang Yunlu felt a chill crawl up her spine—her hair stood on end, her skin prickled.

Her true energy was now fully restored; the black-and-white Dao platform emitted a faint, mysterious ripple, granting her a powerful boost.

Yet even so, the sense of danger within her did not fade—it grew stronger, denser.

"My name is Huang Qi, Seventh Heavenly General under the Cang Ancestor."

But His words sounded to Zhang Yunlu like meaningless "bip-bip" noise.

"..."

What is He saying?

Yet after announcing His name, Huang Qi had no intention of wasting words with Zhang Yunlu. "Go."

He raised a finger and pointed—the fire dragon beside Him roared and lunged forward.

Zhang Yunlu's pupils contracted; her ice-crystal longsword appeared in her hand, and she slashed horizontally.

Several icy tornadoes howled toward the fire dragon.

Boom! The collision unleashed a terrifying shockwave that shredded the clouds; a figure plummeted from the high heavens and crashed into the lifeless wasteland below.

Countless withered trees were shattered; the ground was gouged by a deep, dozens-of-meters-long furrow.

Zhang Yunlu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, yet she could not help but look upward.

Huang Qi's body glowed gold-red; the divine flame mark on His brow shone brilliantly; the bio-weapon in His hand had turned a vivid gold-red, resembling a star radiating endless light and heat.

"The human Creation Foundation is indeed remarkable—such a frail body can glimpse the Gate of Union with the Dao."

As He spoke, He casually pointed again; blazing light flooded the heavens, and majestic heavenly flames fell to the world.

Zhang Yunlu slashed with her sword; wind and snow howled forth but shattered on contact, forcing her to retreat.

Their power levels were nearly equal, but their mastery differed vastly.

"Yet this advantage is limited to below the Union with the Dao."

He moved like a god of flame, strolling leisurely as He easily seized the upper hand.

The Creation Foundation allows one to clearly define one's path in advance, making Union with the Dao easier and increasing the chance of further advancement.

In ancient times, Hun Tian Yi rejected humanity, making it nearly impossible for humans to achieve Union with the Dao.

But the emergence of the Creation Foundation granted a sliver of possibility.

Unfortunately, when this was discovered, it was already too late.

Huang Qi sighed inwardly and waved again, sending forth another flame.

Watching Zhang Yunlu barely manage to defend herself, He felt for an instant as if He had returned to the ancient hunting grounds.

Shh! A crimson, crescent-shaped sword light slashed toward Him; Huang Qi merely tilted His head slightly to evade it.

"Do you wonder why the tribes on this planet harbor such hatred toward humanity?"

The searing heat made Zhang Yunlu's hair curl slightly, but hearing this voice in her ears, her heart still stirred involuntarily.

"The biological weapon hub was created by my Cang race through studying the many Immortals of your Human race."

"Among them is the ability of that Demon Immortal — 'Bewitchment'."

"Tell me, which living being in this world can be free of bewitchment?"

"Therefore, I used the greed of this star clan's hearts as a guide, refining their true hearts; thereafter, no matter what emotions arise within them, they will only transform into hatred toward the Human race."

These words, falling into Zhang Yunlu's ears, were nothing but a string of meaningless 'beep beep' sounds.

What on earth is this person saying! Yet Huang Qi continued to explain calmly.

"The more they fear, the more they wish to survive, and the more they hate the Human race."

"Your repeated assassination attempts have accumulated enough converted emotions to make them fearless of life and death, with only the single thought of hating the Human race remaining in their hearts."

He was in no hurry to kill this Human race's Fortune Foundation Establishment cultivator.

If he killed him now, the Sword Supremacy's suppression would not disperse, and he would still find it difficult to escape this tribulation.

Therefore, he still needed to wait for an opportunity.

At the same time, the reason He kept mentioning Bewitchment's name was also to lure its descent.

The Progenitor had instructed that, if possible, He needed to do His utmost to lure that Demon Immortal of the Human race to descend.

When the time comes, the Progenitor will strike again and seize a sliver of Its essence! If the Demon Immortal's essence is obtained, the return of that 'Ancestor' will be even smoother! First update, please subscribe!!! (End of chapter)