The Last Sentinel

"What's going on?!"

"How did Ye Feng's junior brother end up here?!"

"Something's not right. A high-ranking four-star wanted figure like Qi Tian should be at the Perfect Continent's main base, so why is he on the front lines of the battle on the far side of the moon?!"

Numerous cultivators formed a fan shape, trapping Qi Tian at the core. Among the crowd, those high-level cultivators with composed auras narrowed their eyes and carefully examined Qi Tian, ​​their fingertips unconsciously rubbing their storage rings, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

They took turns releasing their divine senses to probe, but without exception, they were all repelled by a hidden force. They couldn't see through Qi Tian's cultivation level at all, and could only detect the faint aura of a first-tier enhanced cosmic warrior, as well as the terrifying rage that was suppressed to the breaking point, like a volcano about to erupt. Even the surrounding stardust trembled slightly because of this rage.

The gazes of the onlookers grew increasingly complex. Those who were wary instinctively took a half-step back, their fingertips clenched; the greedy ones' Adam's apples bobbed, their eyes swirling with an obsession with the bounty; the instigators' lips curled into a playful smile, secretly anticipating a fierce battle; while those who thrived on chaos secretly whispered to their companions, plotting to reap the benefits.

In the back row of the crowd, two brothers, one fat and one thin, huddled in a corner, whispering to each other with different expressions.

The fat man's round face was full of excitement, his cheeks trembling slightly. He lowered his voice and said, "Big brother, this Qitian is worth a bounty of a small world! Let's squeeze forward! If we can get a finger or something, it'll be worth the trip!" As he spoke, he shuffled forward, his steps showing a bit of urgency.

The skinny man's face changed drastically. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the fat man's ear, his knuckles turning white from the force. He gritted his teeth and hissed in a low voice, "Are you fucking crazy? You'd rather lose your life than your money!"

"That's the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!"

"Ye Feng's most trusted subordinate and junior brother!"

"To put it bluntly, without Ye Feng, he is Ye Feng!"

"Just think about Ye Feng's strength! He's a ruthless character who was ambushed by powerful figures from all realms across time and space, only to be ultimately killed in a counterattack!"

"Would someone as ruthless as Ye Feng possibly consider an incompetent person as his successor?" The skinny man frowned, his eyes filled with seriousness, staring intently at Qi Tian in front of him, afraid of missing the slightest movement.

The fat man rubbed his reddened ears, his excitement fading considerably. He scratched his head and hesitated, saying, "It seems that's how it is. So, what should we do..."

"Run away!" The skinny man grabbed the fat man's arm abruptly, pointed towards the star gate high in the sky, and said urgently, "Go and wait at the star gate now. If things get weird, go back to the cultivation world immediately!"

The fat man, his face contorted with despair, dragged his feet, his expression full of reluctance: "But, but we just arrived, and we haven't done anything! We haven't gained anything! We haven't even earned back the entrance fees and spirit stones!"

"What the hell is in your head besides spirit stones?!" The skinny guy kicked the fat guy hard in the butt, the force so great that the fat guy staggered a few steps. "This time, the Holy Land generously opened the portal to the carbon-based universe just so we could be free cannon fodder. Once things from the carbon-based universe are tainted by karma, we'll be cursed by the universe and we're doomed. Let's go, run! If Qi Tian goes berserk later, it'll be too late to escape."

The skinny man grabbed the fat man, and with a swift movement, they disappeared in a flash under the cover of the crowd, leaving only two shallow footprints on the ground as proof that they had once stayed there.

More cultivators, layer upon layer, scattered like stars, surrounded Qi Tian, ​​their eyes fixed on him as if he were not a person but the origin of an unclaimed minor world. The greedy flames in their eyes were undisguised, almost overflowing, and their breathing became rapid.

At this moment, Qi Tian slowly stood up, his movements gentle yet carrying an irresistible force. The blue crystal necklace around his neck emitted a soft glow, contrasting sharply with the oppressive aura surrounding him.

His left hand gently rested on the necklace, his fingertips caressing the crystal surface, trembling slightly. His voice was intimate and gentle, yet concealed a chilling coldness: "Little sister, watch your brother avenge you!"

Behind Qi Tian, ​​the triangular-eyed Taoist Min, seeing this, assumed that Qi Tian was afraid of the crowd. He immediately let out a triumphant roar, his voice sharp and piercing, echoing throughout the entire battlefield: "Qi Tian! If you know what's good for you, kill yourself here, and I'll consider giving you a whole corpse. Otherwise, your fate will be the same as your sister's! Your soul will be scattered and turned into dust!"

Qi Tian slowly turned around, his movements so slow as if every muscle in his body had been meticulously sculpted, yet so fast that no one could catch the complete trajectory.

This contradictory feeling lingered in everyone's hearts, indescribable and inexplicable. You might say he was slow, but the moment he turned around, all the cultivators around him seemed to be frozen in place, their bodies stiffening, their gazes, expressions, and micro-expressions all frozen, even their blinking stopped in mid-air, and even their breathing became stagnant.

You might say he's fast, but the way his clothes fluttered and his hair lifted as he turned around—every detail was clearly imprinted in everyone's eyes, every single detail was clearly visible.

Qi Tian slowly turned around, his movements both extremely slow and extremely fast!

This feeling is indescribable!

You might say he's slow, but as he turned around, everyone was frozen in place, unable to move, their gazes, expressions, and micro-expressions completely still!

You might say he's fast, but every detail of his turn is clearly visible.

Stardust drifted, and dark purple clouds surged.

The ordinary armor on Qi Tian's back instantly disintegrated and shattered.

Brilliant golden light burst forth from the cracks in the armor!

Countless golden rays enveloped his body, like starbursts piercing the sky and projecting in all directions!

The surrounding temperature plummeted, a pale blue icy fog spread, and stardust was frozen into ice crystal fragments that floated in the air.

The golden shoulder guards are stacked and shaped, with sharp edges like icicles, and the Aquarius constellation on the left shoulder flows with light. The collarbone guards close together, the breastplate is closed, and ice crystals flow within the central vase relief. Dark patterns extend to the ribs, and the armor plates fit together tightly.

The waist and abdomen belts are cinched tight, and the skirt armor hangs lightly. The arm guards fit snugly against the limbs, the elbow guards are sharp, the fists are covered with thick, gilded shield plates, the leg armor is pieced together in sections, and the combat boots stand firmly on the void, with clear star patterns that trail starlight on the ground!

The golden helmet was set in place, the horned wings spread out, and the emblem on the forehead shone brightly.

The Saint Cloth solidified, a chilling aura swept through, and the platinum cloak, interwoven with gold and ice crystals, billowed up!

Qi Tian clasped his hands together, and his fierce aura transformed into a nebula blizzard, instantly enveloping the entire area in a blue and white aura!

Aquarius Gold Saint - Qitian!

"This—" Fear filled Min Daoren's triangular eyes. His pupils contracted violently, and his body took two steps back uncontrollably. He pointed at Qi Tian in front of him, his voice trembling, "The same Star Armor Saint Cloth as Ye Feng's. Did Ye Feng give you his most important Star Armor...?" His fingertips trembled incessantly, and the sinister look on his face had long since disappeared, leaving only deep fear.

"My senior brother is a Leo." Qi Tian slowly opened his eyes, his gaze devoid of any emotion, only chillingly cold, as if capable of freezing hearts. "I'm an Aquarius. Purely in terms of the strength of my Star Armor, my armor is at least a version ahead of my senior brother's!"

"Senior brother, I'm leaving first—" The enchanting junior sister's face was pale and her legs were weak. Taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on Qi Tian, ​​she turned around and tried to escape. Her figure swayed, and she tried to use the crowd as cover to escape the battlefield.

Qi Tian simply raised his left hand, his golden fingers lightly touching the ground. Without any extra movement, the icy blue nebula chain materialized out of thin air, piercing through the air with a whistling sound. Its speed was so fast that it left only a blue-white afterimage.

The Nebula Chain pierced through the enchanting junior sister's back, and an ice-blue flower instantly bloomed in her front. The cold aura froze her body in place, even freezing the look of terror on her face, keeping her in a fleeing posture, unable to move.

Master Min was completely dumbfounded, his eyes wide with disbelief: "Instantly killing a Golden Core cultivator! How is that possible?!"

His junior sister was at the early stage of the Golden Core realm! According to the power levels in the carbon-based universe, she was roughly a mid-to-high-tier 2.0-level cosmic warrior, a formidable expert on this battlefield. Yet, such an expert was so easily and instantly killed by a 1.0-level enhanced warrior, without even a chance to resist. This completely overturned his understanding.

How could this be!

Qi Tian strode forward, his golden boots clattering against the void, each step causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly. He slowly approached Min Daoren, his voice low and cold, like a vengeful ghost, each word striking Min Daoren's heart: "No need to worry, your junior sister is not dead, and I will not let her die so easily. Next, it's your turn."

Min Daoren's face turned ashen. He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and sneered through gritted teeth, "Want to keep me here? Dream on!" Before he finished speaking, he exerted force with his feet, and the spiritual power around him surged wildly. In the next moment, hundreds of afterimages emerged from his body and fled in all directions, trying to confuse Qi Tian's vision and take the opportunity to escape.

Qi Tian's eyes remained indifferent, showing no sign of panic. He stomped his golden boots on the ground with such force that ripples spread through the void. The next moment, a visible layer of blue-white starlight energy ripples emerged from beneath his feet. These ripples roared out at incredible speed, transforming into a vast and mighty starlight ice storm that swept across the entire battlefield.

The nebula blizzard spread out instantly, covering the entire enclosed area at ten meters, a hundred meters, three hundred meters, and a thousand meters.

In all the places shrouded by the ice storm, the violent icy air particles spread wildly, transforming into countless icy dragon shadows, baring their fangs and claws as they roared out in all directions.

Countless blue and white dragon shadow chains pierced through the dimensional barrier, indiscriminately bombarding the cultivators. The moment a cultivator was struck by the icy chains, their body was frozen by the cold air, their soul shattered, and they died on the spot before they could even let out a scream. Their bodies turned into ice crystal fragments and scattered in the void.

Min Daoren's numerous illusory figures were instantly shattered by the icy chains, leaving not a trace. Only a true illusory figure about a foot tall remained, fleeing in panic, his figure erratic. However, the icy chains behind him roared down from above, closely following his steps. No matter how he changed direction, he could not escape them.

Qi Tian's voice, like a leech, lingered in Min Daoren's ears, carrying endless chill and hatred.

"You tormented my sister in the same way back then, didn't you?"

"Come on, enjoy the process of being hunted."