Chapter 160: The Alliance

But he did not dwell on his doubts for long; Yuan quickly understood the reason.

'Immortal'! Just now, when notifying these elders, he had used the 'Immortal' perspective.

After all, with his current cultivation level—only Dao Union—he could never locate these True Cave elders.

This is truly…

What a pity—if I were still in the Tai Xuan Realm, and met a fellow countryman…

Alright.

If that were the case, he dared not borrow this power.

To bear the Immortal's power is to be tainted by it.

If influenced by their Dao, there would be not the slightest chance left to knock open the Immortal Gate.

As his thoughts shifted, Yuan idly glanced at the slender figure seated not far beside him, then turned his gaze to the others.

"Everyone, it's been a long time."

According to the fellow countryman, the True Path Alliance has suffered the calamity of 'Broken Heart-Qi'.

To resolve it, the first step is for him to announce his return.

As for how to proceed, the fellow countryman said this was his own creation, so he should arrange it himself.

All eyes fixed on Yuan, their hearts in turmoil.

There was anticipation, and also unease.

Yuan was the founder of the True Path Alliance; too many had hoped for his return.

But recalling all that had happened these years, their inner unease grew heavier.

They had all retreated from the Starfront battlefield, hiding on the Central Continent—would he be displeased?

Is this truly the True Path Alliance he wished to see?

What changes would Yuan's return bring to the True Path Alliance?

Their hearts stirred.

In the corner, Chen Yuanlin clenched his fists as he stared at Yuan, his eyes filled with envy.

Even though he was the youngest Soul Transformation in history, no one paid him any attention now.

For no other reason.

Yuan's radiance was simply too brilliant—brilliant enough to overshadow everything! 'One day…'

The feeling of being surrounded by stars, revered by all, was precisely what he had always desired.

The first in a thousand years…

He too would one day reach this height! No—he would surpass it! …

…

In the amusement park, the array patterns flickered continuously as the Ferris wheel turned slowly.

Inside the cabin suspended in midair.

Orange sunlight spilled down, outlining her serene and beautiful face.

The sunset's afterglow draped her in a thin veil, making her seem even more otherworldly, tranquil and lovely.

This exquisitely beautiful scene could draw the attention of any person—or indeed any living being.

Yet Xu Xing was gazing out the window.

"Yuan's side went smoothly," he smiled. "But Gu seems very confident, and made no effort to conceal himself."

When Gu met Yuan just now, he made no concealment at all; clearly, Gu believed the outcome was already decided.

It's just unclear where his confidence comes from.

"..." Xiang Yuanjun fell silent, then whispered, "All we can do is watch and wait."

"Indeed, we can only proceed step by step."

First, restore the Heart-Qi; then, investigate the anomalies; finally, cut through with one sword.

Withdrawing his attention, Xu Xing finally calmed his mind and began to admire the scene before him.

He saw flowing clouds and the brilliant night cityscape interweaving into a beautiful painting.

"The current view is quite nice."

"Then… how about taking a photo together, as a keepsake?" Xiang Yuanjun suggested.

"Sure."

In this life and his past life, this was his first time riding a Ferris wheel—definitely worth remembering.

Immediately, Xiang Yuanjun walked to Xu Xing's side and sat beside him, producing a round, transparent gemstone; within it, wisps of misty auroras drifted, strangely beautiful.

Xuan Light Stone! The Xuan Light Stone slowly rose and halted before them, glowing brightly, recording their current image.

Then, Xiang Yuanjun gently tapped it; the stone instantly split into two, landing in their hands.

Xu Xing flipped his palm, and the Xuan Light Stone vanished.

The power of a True Immortal is boundless—even an image holds great might.

Though Master Mei Zu occasionally posts photos in the group, those are specially processed; anyone outside the group who sees the photo sees only a blur of light.

After the image recording ended, Xiang Yuanjun took out her phone and snapped a photo of the window.

Then she sent it directly to the group.

After a while.

Ba Zun: "Truly, radiant light reflects the clouds, crimson auroras fill the sky."

Hong Zun: "..."

Dan Zu: "..."

Artifact Sovereign: "……"

Hegemon Sovereign: "Huh?! What do you few mean?!"

A few tiny ellipses, yet at this moment they said more than a thousand words.

What's a body cultivator ever done to you lot! Sword Sovereign: "Have some self-awareness/duck emoji shrug"

A muscle-headed brute — what are you even putting on airs for?

Hegemon Sovereign: "Could you possibly be any better off than me?!"

Master Mei Zu: "At the very least Sword Sovereign wasn't putting on airs/duck emoji shrug"

Sword Sovereign: "Your grandpa's, stealing my picture again/duck emoji thrusts sword straight forward"

Master Mei Zu: "/You are certain to meet with bloody misfortune today"

Xiang Yuanjun: "……"

Facts have proven that Master Mei Zu steals everyone's pictures equally.

Master Mei Zu: "Speaking of which, where did you take this, and with whom?"

This guy really talks too much! …………

The Western Star Domain.

Blazing Feather Star System, Crimson Edge Star System No. 47, the Fifth Planet.

Huang Qi, cradling a biological-weapon core as bright as a star, strolled above the clouds; the blazing light rising around him roamed like a wandering dragon, blazing without end.

By this time the two had already arrived above a dense forest.

Zhang Yunlu darted ceaselessly through the dense forest; the scorched fabric on her arms was mingled into her flesh and blood, giving off a foul stench.

The degree of her opponent's tenacity was somewhat beyond her expectations.

After only a few exchanges, her 'Principle of Peril' seemed to have been seen through; her foe had been maintaining an intensity of attack that was sustained yet insufficient to plunge her into a deadly predicament.

Only she did not know why — her foe did not seem in any hurry to strike heavily, only wearing down her true essence bit by bit.

Every time she tried to take a pill, her foe would seize the moment to interrupt.

Boom! A meteor-like fireball landed behind her; mud and dust flew up, the searing impact fell on her skin, letting out a sizzling hiss.

The pain was extremely intense, but Zhang Yunlu's expression did not change as she ceaselessly calculated in her heart.

'True essence remaining at three-quarters — I can accelerate a little.'

The next second, she abruptly surged in speed, like a startled swan streaking toward the distance.

Huang Qi frowned slightly, raised a hand and struck out a blaze of flame that landed before her, weaving into a fiercely burning net of fire.

Yet Zhang Yunlu was not the slightest bit afraid, and actually charged straight into the fiercely burning net of fire.

The flames swayed for a stretch, only fully dissipating after pulling out a long distance.

And Zhang Yunlu, under the scorching of the high temperature, now had her clothing clinging to her body like burnt leaves.

Large swathes of skin showed a terrifying deep red; some parts had even carbonized into a nauseating black char, with wisps of bluish smoke rising from them.

Her hair was singed into matted strands, giving off a pungent burnt smell; even the contours of her face had become blurred and indistinct.

Yet her speed still had not slowed.

And so, she finally arrived at the bank of a long river, turned around, and faced Huang Qi high above the heavens.

From the very start, she had realized that if things kept being drawn out, the one certain to be defeated and perish would be herself.

But a head-on clash left the odds of victory far too slim.

Therefore, she had to create favorable conditions for herself! The ice-crystal longsword sank into the river, and then she flung it violently upward.

Splash!!!

A waterspout surged skyward!

The north wind whirled, and the cold current froze the waterspout into a sharp ice crystal — like a giant flying sword — that stabbed toward Huang Qi.

Her true essence drew the water flow; she stepped upon the waterspout and, following behind that ice crystal, charged upward toward the high heavens!

Her Way of the Sword, from beginning to end, has always been nothing but a desperate gamble — to cast away life and be reborn from death!

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Let me see how much longer I myself can keep up these five-character chapter titles

(End of this chapter)