Chapter 167: The Ban Is About to Lift

Looking at that terrifying figure, reduced to charred bones and broken organs, resembling a demon or ghost, Chi Jiuyu's expression grew dazed.

But the half-ice-crystal longsword she held confirmed this person was Zhang Yunlu.

That doesn't make sense! These Jiajiao were not strong, their cultivation system was primitive—how could they have driven Xiao Yunlu, a Creation Foundation Establishment cultivator, to this state? Chi Jiuyu quickly adjusted parameters, and the image pulled back.

Until she saw the vast, flattened region—the cracked earth, flowing magma, and dried riverbeds—her pupils contracted sharply.

Asking herself honestly, even she herself, in early Foundation Establishment, could not have achieved this.

But could a mere alien purge mission involve someone this powerful?

Soon, Huang Qi entered her line of sight, surrounded by crimson-gold flame, a fiery divine halo blazing behind him, his posture divine.

This thing… could not possibly be a Jiajiao from this star system!

Chi Jiuyu frowned.

"Dead Fish!"

Li Ke lay inside the recovery pod, having awakened sometime earlier, staring at the figure just as she was.

"Why are you awake? Close your eyes and heal!" she hurriedly said.

"Listen to me," Li Ke's tone was grave, "teleport down immediately and kill this thing."

"But this… is Xiao Yunlu's mission."

"That kid has only enough strength for one sword strike—after this, no matter the outcome, she won't be able to swing a second one."

Master's senior should have a backup plan, but there's no time to explain now.

As she spoke, a silver longsword floated out of the recovery pod and landed in her hand—Li Ke's primordial sword.

"Take my sword! Go now!"

Chi Jiuyu shuddered.

"Yes!"

She dared not delay further, gripping the silver longsword and rushing out.

Li Ke, through the recovery pod, stared fixedly at the figure wreathed in crimson-gold flame, with a fiery divine halo behind it.

Huang Qi!

The Seventh Heavenly General under "Xuan."

"Xuan" suddenly moving earlier was definitely connected to this thing.

But no matter what He was plotting, He absolutely could not succeed! …

…

On the Fifth Planet.

Zhang Yunlu stood atop the dried riverbed, blind, deaf, and scentless…

Her injuries were too severe—her five senses lost, only her primordial spirit shining brilliantly, a black-and-white Dao platform translucent as jade.

At this moment, her true qi and primordial spirit were stronger than ever before.

The principles she had comprehended during Qi Condensation were now pushed to their utmost.

If she survived this and returned to cultivate in peace, she might easily break through to Foundation Establishment mid-stage… perhaps even late-stage was not impossible?

"Final sword!"

She told herself inwardly.

Boom! As she stomped, the earth sank violently; from the broken end of the ice-crystal longsword, condensed true qi formed a blade blindingly bright.

The remaining true qi spilled forth, like a crimson gauze robe enveloping her entire body.

She became a blood-red meteor flying upward, tearing through the air toward Huang Qi, sword tip aimed straight at His brow.

Huang Qi frowned slightly.

The aura of this sword strike was so potent it sealed off all surrounding space; the pure, chilling killing intent made His brow throb painfully.

This human ant's comprehended principle was unique—now, unleashing this final strike, at this level, was truly not to be underestimated.

"Come!"

Huang Qi raised a hand, summoning the crimson-gold flame around Him into His palm, gripping it tightly.

Golden flame entwined.

Thus, His fist wrapped in flowing crimson-gold fire, He dove downward, intending to clash head-on with Zhang Yunlu.

From afar, it looked like two meteors of different colors colliding.

One vast and sacred, the other grim and deadly.

It seemed certain that the next moment would bring a cataclysmic, thunderous impact. Yet just as the two were about to collide, Zhang Yunlu's sword tip suddenly veered off, piercing directly into the already-cracked, strange polyhedron.

Crack!

The polyhedron, already overburdened, shattered like fragile glass, dissolving into countless crystalline fragments.

The sword's momentum continued, piercing straight through Huang Qi's palm, spraying blood.

Of course, she fared no better—she took the full punch, half her body obliterated.

At this point, Zhang Yunlu had no strength left, falling helplessly downward.

Thoughts swarmed in her mind.

"This 'beep-beep-beep' thing is really strong—I've done everything I could, yet still lost."

"But that last sword strike should've made Him feel sick. Heh."

"Chi Jiuyu was right—I really did cultivate a self-destructive principle."

As if entering a life-review phase, scene after scene from her past flashed through her mind.

Her parents, their faces blurred since childhood; classmates, friends, teachers she barely remembered…

The elder who granted her opportunity, Zhenjun Zihuan, who gave her the "Zi Huan Guan Qi Fa"…

It seems I really am quite lucky after all.

And my older brother…

"I hope my older brother doesn't grieve too much upon hearing the news, and that he finds the truth behind his parents' demise soon."

All past moments converge here, now.

Her heartbeat grew slower and slower; she realized her current state.

Regret? She asked herself inwardly.

If she had still been on the Central Continent, she certainly wouldn't be like this now—but strangely, she felt no regret at all, only a faint sorrow.

"Too bad… I never became a sword cultivator as formidable as Chi Jiuyu…"

High above, Huang Qi watched the biological weapon's core shatter into countless glittering fragments, a flicker of anger flashing in his eyes.

This human ant had shown such resolve, staking everything on that single sword strike—yet at the final moment, he reversed the blade's direction.

Looking at the figure plummeting downward, Huang Qi summoned a crimson-gold flickering flame in his palm, ready to erase it utterly.

Suddenly.

A violent pain struck the back of his skull; his cranium even caved inward! Had not a flash of boundless violet light briefly appeared in his eyes, his head would have been crushed outright.

The Flame Divine Ring shattered instantly; he lost all control and plummeted helplessly toward the ground.

Boom! A massive crater formed in the charred earth; the crystalline formations forged by intense heat broke free from the surface, surging upward with dust—yet the sound of his impact arrived only after he had already struck the ground.

"You son of a bitch—!"

Huang Qi remained dazed for a long while; his caved-in skull healed, but his ears still rang.

This power!

It's the Casting God Realm!

That corresponds to the human Nascent Soul Realm—and not just any Nascent Soul!

Under the same realm, even among the Cang Clan, few could match this Nascent Soul.

Fuck! All dignity, all Cang Clan decorum, now thrown to the wind.

Intense frustration made Huang Qi curse inwardly!

Damned Sword Sovereign, why impose such unfair suppression in the trial!

You put a top-tier Nascent Soul into a trial filled only with Foundation Establishment cultivators! But before he could curse more, a heavy weight suddenly landed atop his head—Chi Jiuyu had stomped down on his skull.

With Nascent Soul Perfection cultivation, Chi Jiuyu rendered Huang Qi—now only Foundation Establishment—utterly powerless; he could only choke on dirt, helpless and humiliated.

Moreover, Chi Jiuyu held Li Ke's life-sword in hand, about to swing it down and slay him here.

Yet in that instant, the omnipresent, all-encompassing absolute superior force suddenly flickered—there was a momentary gap.

Opportunity!

Huang Qi opened his eyes; terrifying power seemed to shake the entire star system.

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