Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

Just entered.

A violent force of spatial tearing came from all directions.

The "Dragon Scale Barrier" of the Dragon Nest automatically appeared, blocking out all the terrifying power that was enough to easily tear apart the physical bodies of Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

Ripples spread across the barrier, but it remained as solid as a mountain.

"Report! A small spatial storm has been detected 300 miles to the left front. It is expected to make contact in ten seconds!"

"Turn 30 degrees to the right, increase engine power by 10%, accelerate through!" Su Xiaowan shouted without hesitation.

"Report! An unstable spatial fault has appeared below!"

"Increase in height by 500 zhang, maintain a constant speed!"

With the perfect coordination between Su Xiaowan and Xinghun, the Star Dragon Nest was like the most agile fish, navigating effortlessly through this sea full of death traps.

And behind them.

The two warships of the Shadow Temple, however, were not so fortunate.

Although they also activated their strongest protective shields, they were ultimately not as powerful as the Star Dragon Nest, a war fortress specifically designed for interstellar travel.

They were like two small wooden boats tossed about in a raging storm, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

"Damn it! The spatial turbulence here is ten times more violent than the intelligence reports!"

On the main ship, the bald, burly man roared angrily, his face ashen.

Their warships shook violently under the violent energy impact, and creaking sounds came from all parts of the hull as they struggled to withstand the strain.

"B-Big Brother! The protective shield's energy is being depleted too quickly!" A demonic cultivator responsible for controlling the formation reported, his face pale. "At most... at most, we can only hold out for another half an hour before our energy runs out!"

"What's the panic!" The bald, burly man slapped him away.

"That scoundrel's shell won't last long! He can't get far!"

His divine sense was locked onto the faintly visible energy fluctuations ahead.

That was the trail of the "enemy" that he had identified.

However, what he didn't know was.

That energy fluctuation was not from the Star Dragon Nest at all.

Instead, Luo Qingchen deliberately used a one-time-use star energy crystal taken from the treasure vault to create a false target!

His real purpose was to lure these two warships to the deepest part of the spatial turbulence!

Leading to... the true core of the "Nine Dragons God-Slaying Formation"!
"Big brother, look! What's that up ahead!"

Just then, the sinister old man suddenly pointed ahead and let out a terrified scream.

Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man immediately looked up.

Before them, in the dark void, a colossal net of light, stretching for countless miles and composed of dazzling starlight, had appeared out of nowhere!
At the center of the light network, nine divine dragon souls, formed from pure stellar power, are slowly circling.

A terrifying aura of killing intent, enough to make even the gods tremble, emanated from the net of light.

"What...what kind of formation is this?!"

The bald, burly man's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

He could smell the aura of death emanating from that net of light, an aura so intense it could terrify him!

"Oh no! It's a trap! We've fallen for it!"

The sinister old man finally realized what was happening, his voice hoarse with fear.

"Quick! Turn around! We need to get out of here!"

however.

It's too late.

Just as they realized something was wrong and tried to turn the boat around and escape.

A cold, mocking voice slowly rang in their ears.

"Welcome to my hunting grounds."

The moment the sound fell.

The enormous net of light that had sealed off heaven and earth suddenly contracted!
It completely enveloped their two pitiful warships, along with the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of space!

Catching a turtle in a urn!

Close the door and beat the dog!

The perfect trap has finally closed completely at this moment!

"Do not!!!"

When he saw the enormous net of light completely sealing them inside, the bald giant let out a roar of utter despair.

He finally understood.

From beginning to end, they were merely playthings in each other's hands.

The so-called relics and treasures, the so-called redemption, were all just a beautiful dream woven for them by the other party.

And now, the dream is over.

What awaited them was a cold and cruel reality.

"What kind of hell place is this?! What kind of formation is this?!"

The sinister old man seemed to have gone mad. He desperately urged the demonic energy within his body, transforming it into countless black demonic blades, which he fiercely slashed at the net of light.

However, those demonic blades that were powerful enough to easily cleave mountains vanished without a trace the moment they came into contact with the light net, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without even causing a ripple.

"it's useless……"

The bald, burly man gave a bitter smile and gave up struggling.

He could sense that his power was suppressed by more than 50% within this great formation!
The surrounding space seemed to have become his enemy, constantly repelling and eroding him.

Meanwhile, the aura of the nine star dragon souls coiled in the center of the formation was rising steadily, and each of them exuded a terrifying pressure comparable to the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage!
One goes down and the other goes up.

They had absolutely no chance of turning the tide.

This is a complete, suffocating despair.

at this time.

A figure slowly emerged from the void.

It was Luo Qingchen.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the two demonic warships that were like trapped beasts, struggling left and right in the formation, with a hint of cat-and-mouse mockery on his face.

"You two, are you having fun?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every demonic cultivator.

"It's you!!"

The bald, burly man and the sinister old man's eyes turned bloodshot the moment they saw Luo Qingchen, as if they wanted to devour him alive!

"A mere Nascent Soul stage junior! Who are you?! How could you possibly control such a terrifying formation?!" the bald, burly man demanded hoarsely.

He couldn't figure it out.

He could never understand it, not even in his death.

All of this was completely beyond his comprehension.

"Who I am is none of your business, you dying people," Luo Qingchen said calmly, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at two corpses.

"I'm only asking you this once."

"Where is the Shadow Temple's main force this time? When will they arrive? Who is leading them, and what is their cultivation level?"

"Tell me, and I can give you a quick death, just like that silver-masked guy did last time."

Upon hearing this, the bald giant and the sinister old man exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of mad determination in each other's eyes.

Are you suggesting they beg for mercy from a junior in the Nascent Soul stage?
impossible!
The dignity of the Shadow Temple must not be defiled!

"You little beast! Don't even think about getting any information out of us!"

The sinister old man let out a sinister laugh.

"Our main force will arrive soon! Then, it will be your death day!"

"We will extract your soul and burn it with demonic fire for ten thousand years! This will condemn you to eternal damnation!"

"Is that so?" Luo Qingchen shook her head, a look of pity on her face. "It seems you still haven't figured out your situation."

"Since you're not going to talk, I'm not going to waste my breath on you anymore."

He slowly raised his hand.

Then, gently press down.

"kill."

A cold word escaped his lips.

Roar! ! !
At this moment, the nine star dragon souls, which had been eagerly thirsting for blood, moved!

They did not unleash dragon breath as they did when dealing with the silver-masked demonic cultivator last time.

Instead, they opened their gaping maws wide enough to devour stars!
Then, it transformed into nine dazzling streams of light and pounced towards the two demonic warships!

"Do not!!"

"Fight them!"

As the nine dragon souls carrying the power to destroy the world rushed towards them, all the demonic cultivators on the warship unleashed their final frenzy!

The bald giant and the sinister old man even burned their demonic infants, pushing their power to an unprecedented extreme!
"Blood Demon Devours the Sky!"

"Devouring of Ghosts and Demons!"

The two unleashed their strongest divine abilities simultaneously!
In an instant, demonic energy surged to the heavens, and ghosts wailed and gods howled!

The entire "Nine Dragons God-Slaying Formation" began to shake violently!
however……

It was just shaking.

The nine star dragon souls remained completely unmoved in the face of this overwhelming demonic energy.

They completely ignored those flashy but ineffective attacks, using the simplest, most brutal, and most primitive methods.

They crashed into it!

boom!
The first dragon soul crashed into the secondary ship.

The vice-ship's prized magic gold hull was like paper under the terrifying impact, instantly breaking in two!
Immediately afterwards, the second and third dragon souls arrived one after another!

boom! boom!
Under the continuous impacts, the secondary ship, along with all the demonic cultivators on board, was completely torn to pieces and turned into dust in the universe.

And the other side.

The remaining six dragon souls then simultaneously lunged at the flagship!

The bald giant and the sinister old man's strongest divine power, unleashed only after burning their demonic infant, crumbled in less than a second under the combined impact of the six dragon souls!
"puff!"

The two were struck dumb, coughing up a mouthful of blood, their aura instantly weakening to the extreme.

Their faces revealed the deepest despair of their lives.

They could only watch helplessly as those six enormous, sky-obscuring mouths grew larger and larger in their pupils...

Then, swallow them whole, along with the entire main ship!
"what!"

A piercing scream, so shrill it was inhuman, emanated from the dragon soul's massive maw, but it quickly ceased.

After the six dragon souls completely swallowed the main ship.

Their bodies suddenly swelled up, and their abdomens emitted a dark, demonic light, clearly indicating that they were frantically refining the demonic creatures inside using the most primal power of the stars.

In the short span of a few dozen breaths.

The Shadow Temple's vanguard fleet is capable of sweeping across a star system.

Twenty-five Nascent Soul stage cultivators, three hundred Enlightenment stage cultivators, and two late-stage Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

That's it...

completely annihilated!

Not a single hair was left.

The entire "Nine Dragons God-Slaying Formation" returned to deathly silence once more.

Only the nine slowly circling Star Dragon Souls, their auras becoming even more solid, and Luo Qingchen, standing with his hands behind his back and an indifferent expression, remained.

If any cultivator outside the sect were to witness this scene, they would probably be utterly astonished.

With his Nascent Soul cultivation, he annihilated an elite fleet led by two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the blink of an eye.

What an incredible achievement!
If I told anyone, no one would believe me!
"call……"

Luo Qingchen slowly exhaled.

To be honest, he himself is still a little dazed.

The power of the Star Dragon Nest once again refreshed his understanding.

"too strong……"

"This 'Nine Dragons God-Slaying Formation' is simply a nightmare for Nascent Soul stage cultivators!"

He was filled with emotions.

At the same time, I am even more grateful that I was able to obtain this tremendous opportunity.

Otherwise, let alone fighting the Shadow Temple, this vanguard fleet alone would be enough to kill him a thousand times over.

"Star Soul, clean up the battlefield."

Luo Qingchen calmed herself down and issued new instructions.

Although those demonic cultivators and warships were completely refined by the Dragon Soul.

However, their storage treasures and the core components of their warships were perfectly preserved under the protection of the power of the stars.

These are all spoils of war.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat and cannot be wasted.

"Yes, Master."

Xinghun waved his hand.

The nine dragon souls opened their massive mouths and spat out storage rings that shimmered with a faint light, as well as several pieces of warship core wreckage that were still emitting black smoke.

An invisible force pulled all the spoils of war towards Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen scanned it with his divine sense.

Good guy!
As expected of the elites of the Shadow Temple, they're really rich!
The storage rings of those twenty-odd Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators alone contained millions of top-grade spirit stones!
There are countless magical artifacts, elixirs, and cultivation techniques.

Although he wouldn't need most of it, selling it or using it as energy for the Star Dragon Nest would be excellent.

"Put all these things away as energy reserves for the Dragon Nest," Luo Qingchen said to Xinghun.

"Yes, Master."

Xinghun stored all the storage rings and warship wreckage into an unknown space.

After doing all this, Luo Qingchen deactivated the "Nine Dragons God-Slaying Formation".

The net of light that enveloped the heavens and the earth slowly dissipated.

The nine star dragon souls also transformed into nine streams of light, returning to the dragon's nest and falling into slumber.

The turbulent spatial currents around us reappeared.

With a thought, Luo Qingchen caused the "Dragon Scale Barrier" of the Star Dragon Nest to automatically appear, isolating all spatial power from the outside.

He glanced at the chaotic scene outside, but instead of feeling relieved, he became even more serious.

The battle just now seemed easy and effortless, a complete rout.

But Luo Qingchen knew very well that this was just an appetizer.

The reason he was able to win so easily was entirely due to the information asymmetry and the advantage of playing at home.

The other party had no idea of ​​the existence of the Star Dragon Nest, let alone the terror of the "Nine Dragons God-Slaying Formation," which is why they foolishly rushed in to their deaths.

But next time, it won't be so easy.

"The main force of the Shadow Temple could arrive at any moment."

"Moreover, they must have learned of the complete annihilation of this vanguard fleet through some secret method."

"The next enemy will only be stronger, more cautious, and more difficult to deal with." (End of Chapter)