Chapter 174: The Collapse of the Profound Heaven Sect, Mo Fan

"All of this… you did it? And the breaking of the seals of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn clans—also your doing?"

Liu Qianqian's voice trembled.

"Hah! That's right—the breaking of their seals was indeed my doing. Didn't you falsely accuse me of colluding with the Sin Clan? Well then, I might as well ally with the Sin Clan and wipe out the Profound Heaven Sect!" Mo Fan sneered cruelly.

"How could it have come to this…" Liu Qianqian's eyes filled with despair.

She never imagined that a dyke a thousand li long could collapse from an ant's burrow.

A man she had regarded as a mere ant had, in the end, shaken the very foundations of the Profound Heaven Sect.

"Come to think of it, I should thank you. Without you, how would I have gained such an opportunity?" Mo Fan stepped forward and patted Liu Qianqian's cheek.

Struck by lightning, yet it granted him a tiny star-shaped figure in his mind.

With that star-shaped figure, Mo Fan rose rapidly, his strength exploding upward.

Not only that—the former overlord of the Star Continent, the Wuji Star Palace, had found him, declaring him the Son of All Stars, destined to become their most important figure.

His strength had surged, and he now had the Wuji Star Palace as his backing.

Mo Fan had truly taken off.

And the first thing he did after rising was to seek revenge against the Profound Heaven Sect—and against Liu Qianqian and the others.

Liu Qianqian and the others deserved to die.

The entire Profound Heaven Sect who had tolerated Liu Qianqian—also deserved to die!

Didn't Liu Qianqian and the others falsely accuse me of colluding with the Sin Clan?

So Mo Fan, without hesitation, used the power of the Wuji Star Palace to release both the Golden Horn and Silver Horn clans.

That was what had caused this cataclysm.

"M-Mo Fan… spare my life…" Liu Qianqian's body shook like a sieve.

She never imagined that a single misstep would bring such disaster upon herself and the Profound Heaven Sect.

Of course, Liu Qianqian did not know that even without her, Mo Fan would still have faced other tribulations.

For Mo Fan was the destined hero of the Star Continent, one of the Ten Rebellious Sons.

He must endure tribulations to fully awaken his godlike destiny.

Even without Liu Qianqian's betrayal, other trials would have forced Mo Fan to break his chains.

But Liu Qianqian naturally knew none of these secrets.

Now, tears and snot streamed down her face as she begged for Mo Fan's mercy.

"Hmph, Liu Qianqian—we once had some connection. How could I possibly bring myself to kill you…" Mo Fan gave a cold smile.

"Thank you… thank you so much…" Liu Qianqian wept with relief.

But before the smile of survival could touch her lips, she heard Mo Fan's voice, colder than frost.

"Would letting you die so easily repay the suffering I endured?"

Mo Fan's words plunged Liu Qianqian's heart to the abyss.

Next, Mo Fan bound Liu Qianqian to a bronze pillar.

The very same one to which he had been bound over a year ago.

Then, before Liu Qianqian's terrified gaze, he drew a long sword and slowly, meticulously carved into her flesh.

He intended to flay her alive.

"No… no… aaaaah!!!"

Liu Qianqian screamed with unbearable agony.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

As time passed, Liu Qianqian grew faint, her entire body drenched in blood.

Her wounds ran deep to the bone; not an inch of unblemished flesh remained.

Still unsatisfied, Mo Fan struck again—severing her hand and foot tendons, then shattering her dantian's spiritual sea, rendering Liu Qianqian utterly powerless.

"Hah, Liu Qianqian—I won't kill you. I'll let you struggle as a useless cripple in this world. Hahahaha!"

Mo Fan threw back his head and laughed, his mind clear, his grudge finally lifted.

He then departed with a group of Wuji Star Palace elites.

Leaving only Liu Qianqian, writhing in her final moments.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the war between the Profound Heaven Sect and the Sin Clans had reached its fever pitch.

The Golden Horn and Silver Horn clans possessed Saint and pseudo-Saint cultivators who fully pinned down the Sect Master and Deputy Sect Master.

"Damn it—what do we do now?" the Deputy Sect Master's face twisted with panic.

"Send a message. We must try." The Sect Master said.

At his words, the Deputy Sect Master pulled out a jade slip and crushed it.

This jade slip was the signal device left by the Jun family for the Profound Heaven Sect.

Crushing it meant the Sect faced a grave crisis—unprecedented and dire.

"I hope the Lord of the Jun family has already dispatched powerful cultivators to descend," the Deputy Sect Master prayed inwardly.

At that moment, a Saint-level fluctuation suddenly surged through the void.

A black-robed figure had struck—his palm forming a colossal star-shaped palm print that slammed toward the Deputy Sect Master.

Puff!

The Deputy Sect Master was caught off guard, spewing blood uncontrollably.

"Wuji Star Palace—it was you all along!" the wounded Deputy Sect Master roared in fury.

They had suspected it before—but now it was confirmed.

As for why the Wuji Star Palace had intervened, beyond Mo Fan's role, there was another major reason.

The original overlord of the Star Continent had been the Wuji Star Palace.

Even after the death of the Wuji Star Lord, its leadership could not be shaken.

Yet the arrival of the Profound Heaven Sect gradually replaced the Wuji Star Palace's dominance on the Star Continent.

First, the Profound Heaven Sect was immensely powerful.

Second, it was a force descended from the Immortal Realm.

Over time, the Wuji Star Palace was pushed to the margins, fading further, while the Profound Heaven Sect became the new overlord of the Star Continent.

Under such circumstances, how could the Wuji Star Palace bear to be suppressed?

Coupled with Mo Fan's manipulation, the Wuji Star Palace finally decided to act.

"We retreat." The Sect Master's expression darkened; he seized the Deputy Sect Master and began withdrawing.

Though he deeply hated to abandon the rest of the Profound Heaven Sect.

But as Saint-level cultivators, they were the strongest forces on this plane—they could not perish here.

They would be needed later to crush the Sin Clans once more.

Thus, the Sect Master acted decisively and withdrew.

Other True Gods, Heavenly Gods, Dao Gods, and other cultivators also scattered in retreat.

The Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and Wuji Star Palace clans, of course, seized the chance to slaughter the fleeing enemies, giving chase relentlessly.

They flattened entire mountain ranges and slew countless Profound Heaven Sect cultivators.

In the end, only a few Profound Heaven Sect disciples escaped.

And just as the Profound Heaven Sect collapsed.

On the Tianxuan Continent, deep within the Lingshan of the Nalan Clan.

In a quiet pavilion.

Jun Xiaoyao sat calmly sipping tea.

Su Ziqiong stood behind him, her jade hand massaging his shoulders.

A Saint Sect's Holy Maiden massaging shoulders—few ever enjoyed such a privilege.

Jun Xiaoyao was planning his next move.

Then, suddenly, a golden token inside his space artifact began radiating ominous crimson light.

"What is this?" Jun Xiaoyao pulled out the golden token.

This golden token had been given to him by Jun Zhantian—the Jun family's emblem.

With this token, Jun Xiaoyao could command the Five Allegiant Factions.

It was also a communication device.

Crimson light meant one of the Allegiant Factions faced an unprecedented crisis.

"This message… comes from the Star Continent…" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes darkened.