Star Martial Soaring Cloud

A clash of titans, but ultimately, it wasn't the geniuses who decided the outcome.

Life is unpredictable; that's what makes it possible.

Qin Wuming's expression darkened.

One and a half.

Zhang Lian is right.

He counts himself as one, but the shadowy figure is severely injured and can only be considered half a combatant.

Koyama Ken'yō, Hatoda Tetsuya, and En were all too exhausted to fight any longer.

In the clash between the Dragon Gate Divine Realm, deciding life and death in a single battle is ultimately not that easy.

"Withdraw!" the shadowy figure said in a deep voice, his tone leaving no room for argument and his decision swift and decisive.

"Trying to run? Did you ask your grandpa Zhang for directions?" Zhang Lian shouted urgently, moving to give chase.

"Don't chase!" Ling Cheng immediately shouted to stop them.

He knew in his heart that today's battle was over.

Do not pursue a desperate enemy.

The terrain of the Demon Island is strange and unpredictable. The enemy has been entrenched here for a hundred years and is far more familiar with the surrounding terrain than they are.

Although the enemy was temporarily defeated, they had no choice but to return.

Moreover, since we already have a clear advantage, we can plan for the long term.

More importantly, he had no idea how strong his two junior brothers were now.

The two had just broken through to the next realm, and their auras were still unstable; they might not even be able to use their supernatural abilities skillfully.

If the shadowy figure had a hidden trick up his sleeve and something unexpected happened during the pursuit, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Senior brother, did you see that?" Li Yu strode forward, his face full of smugness. "Learn from this, that's what you call presence! The moment we showed up, we scared them so much they ran away with their tails between their legs!"

"Why are you still calling me 'Senior Brother' at a time like this?" Zhang Lian said arrogantly. "Call me 'Junior Brother'! Junior Brother Ling Cheng, have you learned the trick to making a cool entrance yet?"

Ling Cheng's face darkened, and he couldn't help coughing repeatedly. He hadn't died in the earth-shattering battle, but he was almost choked to death by his two junior brothers.

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He gritted his teeth and said coldly, word by word, "You two little bastards, stop talking nonsense! You're always causing trouble! Why aren't you helping me?"

After saying that, he pointed towards the direction of the spirit-gathering array: "Li Yu, go and keep an eye on Fairy Su!"

"Okay, we're going right now!" Seeing their senior brother's serious expression, the two immediately stopped joking around and quickened their pace.

Su Qinhe paced back and forth in front of the Spirit Gathering Array, looking flustered and muttering incoherently.

"Wang Xiao, you'll be alright."

"There must be a way to get you out... there must be a way..."

But her mind was already in complete turmoil, and she didn't know what to do.

For a whole month, everyone studied the spirit-gathering array repeatedly and deduced it countless times, but still to no avail.

The formation has no entrance, cannot be opened, and cannot be destroyed.

This ancient formation, far beyond their comprehension, left everyone helpless.

Even with eight powerful experts from the Dragon Gate Realm joining forces, they couldn't shake the formation in the slightest.

She patted the cold patterns on the array surface again and again, as if as long as she used enough force, the light barrier separating the inside from the outside would open, and that person would walk out from inside.

So this is what heartbreak feels like!

Watching him disappear into the spirit-gathering array, Su Qinhe felt for a moment that dawn would never break!

"Fairy Su..." Li Yu quickly walked behind her, his heart full of words of comfort on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't know how to say it.

He scratched his head, hesitated for a long time, and then stammered a word of comfort: "Lu Yang... he's a lucky guy, he'll definitely be fine. Look at all the difficulties he's overcome, he's always been safe and sound..."

He couldn't finish his sentence.

Yan Zixi walked forward slowly, gently shook her head, raised her hand to stop Li Yu, and said in a soft but helpless voice, "Let her be by herself for a while."

Li Yu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly stepped aside.

Yan Zixi turned around and walked towards the direction where everyone was resting.

Her steps were unsteady and weak, and her vital energy was severely depleted.

The fierce battle with the Nightmare had almost exhausted all of her cultivation.

Nightmare's understanding of lightning magic is in no way inferior to hers, and some of her methods are even more bizarre and unpredictable.

The dark red, predatory lightning magic would erode her vital energy with each magical collision.

What's even more troublesome is Yan's unpredictable movements. Several times, she clearly had the upper hand and was about to defeat him, but he dodged her attacks with his strange movements, causing her to fail at the last minute.

Xiao He dragged his weary body, took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out several Qi-Boosting Pills, and handed them to everyone present one by one.

His face was deathly pale, and there were still traces of blood on the corners of his mouth; his injuries were serious.

"It's better than nothing, let's heal for now." He smiled bitterly. "I still have a few rare spiritual herbs left on me. I'll brew them into a medicinal soup later, which should help everyone recover their strength quickly."

Although the Righteous Qi Pill is a holy medicine for healing, now that everyone has advanced to the Dragon Gate Divine Realm, the quality of this pill can no longer keep up with their cultivation level, and its efficacy has been greatly reduced.

No one expected such a huge change to occur on Demon Island, let alone that everyone would break through to the Dragon Gate Divine Realm on Demon Island.

All their previous preparations were made according to the standards of the Fish Leap Realm.

Otherwise, given their status as the chosen ones of these major powers, they would surely possess several top-tier defensive treasures.

If there were a few more Boyan-level offensive and defensive weapons, today's battle would definitely have been a one-sided crushing defeat.

The only treasure they possess now is the Kanli Guizhen Furnace, which they seized from the Five Ninjas of Fusang.

Looking around, the scene was utterly desolate.

Ling Cheng sat on the ground, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth; Yuan Kong clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and focused on regulating his breathing; Yun Qingyao leaned against a boulder, her sash hanging quietly at her side, her face pale and bloodless; Ye Wuhen collapsed to the ground, his breathing weak.

In this fierce battle, both sides suffered heavy losses and were severely weakened.

"Young Master Zhang, Young Master Li!" Xiao He suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but every word clearly reaching everyone's ears, "I would trouble you two to go and bring Shuheng, Miss Lin, and Miss Li here, and relocate the entire camp. From today onwards, we will set up camp next to this Spirit Gathering Array, and together we will find a way to break the array and rescue them!"

Li Yu and Zhang Lian exchanged a glance, nodded in agreement, and then got up and took to the air, speeding back towards their original camp.

Xiao He withdrew his gaze and let out a soft sigh.

With Wang Xiao trapped in the formation, Su Qinhe was in a state of panic, and the heavy responsibility of taking charge of the overall situation naturally fell on his shoulders.

"What should we do next?" Xiao He asked in a deep voice.

"After this battle, if the enemy hasn't hidden any tricks, we already have the upper hand," Yuan Kong said, opening his eyes first. "However, we also overestimated our own strength. Once everyone has rested, we will definitely defeat our opponents and prevent Jun Guo from being resurrected in the next battle."

"That's right," Ling Cheng chimed in. "This time, the enemy clearly realized our intentions and wanted to defeat us one by one. We can no longer fight passively; our core objective must always be to target Jun Guo's bloodline."

"I agree." Xiao He nodded in agreement. "We should prioritize concentrating our forces to eliminate Koyama Ken'yō and Hatoda Tetsuya. Next time we fight—"

He paused slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping over everyone present: "I, Ling Cheng, and Brother Ye, the three of us will join forces to first assassinate Hatoda Tetsuya. After that, everyone will work together to besiege Koyama Ken'yo."

"Brilliant!" Ling Cheng slapped his thigh. "First, sever Jun Guo's bloodline, then find a way to rescue Brother Lu... no, Brother Wang, and finally settle accounts with the Tianyi Sect, forcing them to reveal their method of leaving the Demon Island."

Ye Wuhen slowly sat up, leaned against the boulder, closed his eyes, and remained silent.

Only his fingers twitched slightly.

This can be considered a tacit agreement.

"Alright, everyone, rest and recuperate. A fierce battle awaits us in four days!" Xiao He said, forcing a smile. "But with our united efforts, victory is assured!"

Everyone was silent for a moment.

"I never expected..." Yuan Kong suddenly exclaimed, "Lu Yang is actually Wang Xiao, who stirred up the winds and waves across the land a year ago. His legendary deeds, such as Zhong Yun's high-stakes gambling and splitting Lishan with his sword, are truly admirable."

"After hearing about his many deeds, I always hoped to get to know him." Ling Cheng sighed softly, full of regret. "I never thought that we would meet and become friends with someone so close yet so far away, only to be met with such a change of events."

"His movements are so skillful, yet I've never heard of his master," Yun Qingyao said softly. "I thought he was a noble scion of a royal family."

"The noble children of the imperial dynasty would never set foot on the dangerous Demon Island according to the rules," Yan Zixi continued, seemingly knowing some of the inside story.

"Actually..." Xiao He hesitated for a moment before finally explaining, "Wang Xiao didn't intentionally conceal his identity; he was just afraid of bringing trouble upon all of us. His grudges and entanglements with the Xuanyuan family..."

He didn't continue speaking, but everyone present knew the truth.

"Whether his name is Lu Yang or Wang Xiao," Ling Cheng waved his hand, his expression resolute, "he is a brother who fought alongside us. Now that he is trapped in the formation, we will do everything in our power to rescue him."

"But this spirit-gathering array..." Yun Qingyao frowned as she gazed at the shimmering array screen in the distance. "We've studied it for a whole month, and we still can't figure out the intricacies of the array. How are we supposed to save people and break it?"

Silence fell upon everyone again.

"Let's settle down and rest first." Xiao He stood up, brushing the dust off his clothes. "We'll camp next to the Spirit Gathering Array. If we all work together, we'll surely find a way to break the array."

He turned to Yan Zixi and said, "Miss Yan, I'll trouble you to explain the situation to Miss Lin and the others later."

Yan Zixi nodded silently in agreement.

When Lin Yueyao arrived, she was carrying a bowl of steaming hot fish soup.

This was a dish she had carefully prepared over an afternoon, made with fresh crucian carp from the mountain stream and several nourishing herbs.

Knowing that everyone was going to fight to the death tonight, she thought that when they returned, they could have a bowl of hot soup to warm them up, replenish their energy, and dispel their fatigue.

Her gaze swept across the new camp, over the wounded and exhausted crowd.

The next moment, she stopped in her tracks!

One person is missing from the camp.

She lost the person she knew best and cared about most.

She's someone who can always spot you immediately, no matter how many people are present.

But now, she doesn't see this person.

click-

The bowl shattered on the ground.

The scalding hot fish soup was poured over the fish, and the steam rose up in wisps, only to dissipate without a trace in the cool night breeze.

Lin Yueyao stood frozen in place, her face turning deathly pale, her lips trembling slightly.

Li Xin and Zhao Shuheng were taken aback when they saw this, and subconsciously looked around, already having a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Wang Xiao... Lu Yang, he..." Yan Zixi walked quickly to Lin Yueyao, wanting to explain softly.

But no matter how many words I wanted to say, I just couldn't bring myself to say them.

She had expected Lin Yueyao to break down in tears and lose control.

But Lin Yueyao didn't.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears welled up in them, but they never fell.

Those clear eyes were even more resolute than when they arrived.

"Sister Yueyao..." After a long silence, Yan Zixi finally told her everything.

"He's inside that formation, isn't he?" Lin Yueyao's voice was extremely soft, so soft that it seemed as if a gust of wind would dissipate it.

Lin Yueyao didn't ask any more questions. She slowly turned around and walked step by step towards the spirit-gathering array.

The steps were slow, yet unusually heavy.

Her figure was slender and frail, like a plum blossom stubbornly growing in the wind and snow.

"Where are you going?" Yan Zixi's heart tightened.

Lin Yueyao did not turn around.

"I'm going to dig him out."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear and resonant, as if she were stating something natural and self-evident.

A night breeze blew by, ruffling her hair.

The light from the spirit-gathering array shone on her cheeks, making her red-rimmed yet incredibly resolute eyes shine even brighter.

The entire audience remained silent; no one spoke, and no one tried to stop them.

Everyone watched silently as that slender, stubborn figure stepped into the unshakeable curtain of light.

Young girls have their own stubbornness and strength.