Yuelong Star…
The black clouds and Thunder Tribulation finally dispersed. Everyone outside stared with wide eyes, straining to see what would remain after more than a dozen rounds of Three-Colored Thunder Tribulation strikes…
"This…"
Very quickly, the four women of the Rear Palace calmly and unscathed appeared in everyone's view — not even a single scratch on their skin.
"They… they're completely unharmed after so many waves of Three-Colored Thunder Tribulation?" The entire crowd rubbed their eyes in disbelief. Some even pinched their own faces to check if they were dreaming.
"Too strong… the Rear Palace is too strong. Ma was gravely injured, yet the Rear Palace women are perfectly fine?"
At this moment, Qin Mengying was holding a figure wrapped in a pitch-black cloak whose appearance couldn't be seen clearly — obviously, that was Ma.
"Young Master!" The Five Great Freaks immediately rushed forward anxiously, wanting to snatch Ma from Qin Mengying's arms.
"What are you doing to the Young Master?" The Double-Headed Man roared fiercely, his grotesque and sinister face contorted.
"If you don't want him to die, you'd better hand him over to us!" Ji Ya said coldly.
The Five Great Freaks instantly flared up upon hearing this. Just as they were about to make a move to seize Ma again, a hoarse, slightly weak but extremely authoritative voice rang in their ears:
"Leave me be. Do as she says!"
The Five Great Freaks were stunned, exchanged glances, and in the end could only respectfully nod.
Ignoring the crowd's gazes, the four women carried Ma toward the Dream Immortal Boat, immediately causing everyone to wonder why they suddenly meddled in others' affairs.
Liu Yuqing seemed to realize something. She secretly assessed Ma once more, then received a voice transmission from Yan Ruoxue. Her eyes immediately lit up. She quickly instructed Xiao Qingquan to take Ma into a private cabin on the boat for treatment, preventing anyone else from probing.
Seeing the women's actions, quite a few people secretly guessed: Could Ma have given the Rear Palace some kind of benefit?
"Where is our Blood Heaven?"
The Blood Envoys, seeing no one paying attention to them, roared in fury. Behind their masks, their faces twisted red with rage.
"Do you even need to ask? For the next year, no expert of Blood Envoy level or above from the Blood Emperor Domain is allowed to interfere in any battles!" Tian Wanbao laughed heartily in satisfaction, his chubby face glowing.
"The Golden Ranking will still exist, but your Blood Emperor Domain geniuses won't even make the list anymore!" The two assessment elders chimed in.
"That's right. The Blood Princes thought they were something special — a bunch of trash!" Turtle Spirit Elder's tongue remained as venomous as ever.
Hearing the mockery from the Yuelong Star powerhouses, the Blood Envoys felt extremely uncomfortable, still unable to accept the truth.
"Damn it! How could Blood Heaven lose? He was about to become a Tribulation Realm expert!" A Two-Heart Blood Envoy roared unwillingly.
Blood Heaven had fused with a group of geniuses and consumed the essence blood of Blood King-level powerhouses — countless resources poured into one body. How could he be defeated so vaguely?
"Haha, this is what they call 'trying to steal a chicken and losing the rice.' You calculated the Heavenly Tribulation, but now Blood Heaven being struck to death is simply reaping what you sowed!" Xuan Sha Elder stroked his beard and laughed loudly.
"Where did those Three-Colored Thunder Tribulations even come from?" A Three-Heart Blood Envoy voiced his doubt.
"You're asking us? Who should we ask? Maybe your Blood Emperor Domain has committed so many evil deeds that even the Heavenly Dao couldn't stand it and sent down Three-Colored Thunder Tribulation!" Niu Wuba said bluntly. Seeing the Blood Envoys suffer made him feel secretly pleased.
"You…" Several Blood Envoys flared up.
Each Blood Prince was the future of the Blood World. Every single one had enormous resources poured into their cultivation — nearly invincible at the same level. Yet after this battle, almost the entire group was wiped out. How could they accept it?
"What? If you're unconvinced, we can fight. Otherwise, obediently abide by the agreement!" Tian Wanbao sneered. After witnessing the Rear Palace's displayed combat power, his confidence had soared.
In his heart, he was even considering whether to go all out and wipe out these Blood Envoys right here…
After all, being able to calmly withstand Three-Colored Thunder Tribulation showed just how terrifying the Rear Palace women's methods were.
Noticing the killing intent radiating from Tian Wanbao, a Four-Heart Blood Envoy signaled the others to calm down. He sneered:
"The Blood Emperor Domain naturally keeps its word! I hope the Cultivation World can hold on for this one year. Otherwise, it won't be fun at all!"
A Three-Heart Blood Envoy had a sudden idea and immediately laughed out loud:
"Are you Cultivation World people feeling smug? In this battle, the Blood Emperor Domain only lost to the Rear Palace — not to you Yuelong Star people!"
The crowd's expressions immediately changed upon hearing this. Everyone here was a high-level powerhouse — of course they understood the Three-Heart Envoy's attempt to sow discord. But… what he said was the truth.
Without the Rear Palace's heaven-defying emergence, the younger generation of Yuelong Star would have had absolutely no chance of resisting.
In an instant, quite a few people began to feel wary of the Rear Palace's enormous potential.
"Hmph, the Rear Palace is a force of the Cultivation World!" Liu Yuqing coldly declared her stance, tossing a calming pill to everyone.
"That's right. Defeated dogs don't need to bark. If you won't fight, then shut up!" Tian Wanbao said ruthlessly. These Blood Envoys were truly vicious — even in defeat, they still tried to divide the Cultivation World internally.
"Haha, I hope in the future the Rear Palace doesn't ride roughshod over all of you!" The Blood Envoys laughed loudly, tore open space, and vanished.
They knew their attempt to sow discord had succeeded. Even if the Blood Destruction Alliance was successfully formed, a thorn named the Rear Palace had already been planted in the hearts of many Yuelong Star forces. Especially for the Luo Family and Hidden Mortal Temple — the stronger the Rear Palace grew, the closer proof of their impending death became.
"Hmph. The mice have run away. Everyone, please return to Ten Thousand Gold Island once more to discuss the great matter!" Tian Wanbao eased the atmosphere and said.
The crowd nodded, gave the women a wary glance, and flew off.
"Mother, what should we do next?" Su Yan furrowed her brows and asked.
"First, solidify our position within the Alliance. Then, increase our strength and wait for Little Nam to return!" Liu Yuqing nodded. Her beautiful eyes flashed as she parted her lips:
"And by the way… recruit reliable subordinate forces!"
Yan Yueqi and Hua Qingzhu exchanged glances and nodded in unison: "Mother is right. After this incident, the Rear Palace has not only become the Blood Emperor Domain's number one enemy, but also the juicy prey of the pack of starving wolves lurking in the shadows."
The Dream Immortal Boat tore through space, heading toward Ten Thousand Gold Island.
Trailing closely behind were the Five Great Freaks. They still hadn't forgotten to worry about their Young Master…
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Manhuang Star.
Inside the stone palace, Wu San Niang and the Manhuang Saintess — though two, were now one — had made a somewhat mad decision to demonstrate their will.
The Death Gate opened, ready for a battle to the death. Death was treated lightly.
The Death Gate — the final gate among the Eight Gates Escape Armour. Unlike the other gates that required a process of training and adaptation, the Death Gate could be activated at any time — even if one had only cultivated the Open Gate.
Because the Death Gate's effect amplified the power of all currently active gates countless times — and the price was equally enormous.
With the Death Gate open, Wu San Niang's body became like a universe on the verge of explosion. Her eyes were bloodshot, her skin stretched tight like a bowstring. From nerves to flesh, everything had exceeded allowable limits.
Seeing the transformation on the woman's body, the smile on the brocade-robed youth's face finally vanished, replaced by boundless rage. With his knowledge, he naturally recognized that this woman had just activated a terrifying Body Art — and the price was her very life.
This woman… would rather die than submit to him?
A feeling of humiliation surged in the brocade-robed youth's mind. Since birth, he had obtained almost everything he wanted. Which woman had ever dared to defy or displease him? Yet now, on this lowly planet inhabited by a bunch of natives, there was a woman who would fight to the death rather than submit to him.
The brocade-robed youth's fury had reached its limit.
"If you truly wish to die, I don't mind granting your wish!" The brocade-robed youth took a deep breath and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Hmph. If I die in battle, I'll drag you down with me!" The Manhuang Saintess and Wu San Niang spoke in unison.
"Haha. Should I call you a frog at the bottom of a well, or simply brainless fool?" The brocade-robed youth's entire aura changed. No longer leisurely and casual — instead, killing intent filled the sky.
Clearly, he was about to use his full power.
"Die!"
Wu San Niang's figure vanished at extreme speed. Speed Gate and Rest Gate pushed to their limits. Blood seeped from the pores of her legs, bones creaking loudly.
The Death Gate amplified the Speed Gate — her legs were on the verge of collapse.
However, the effect it brought was truly worth it…
BOOM…
The brocade-robed youth couldn't react in time. He took a full kick from behind, his body sent flying outward in a somewhat disheveled state.
"Effective!" The two women rejoiced. They had actually landed a hit on this guy.
"Satisfying!" The brocade-robed youth threw his head back and roared. Suddenly, the fiery cloud beneath his feet exploded. His figure shot toward Wu San Niang like a cannonball, striking out with a palm:
"Crimson Fire Palm!"
With Open Gate at its limit, Wu San Niang's nerves and reaction speed at this moment could only be described as terrifying.
As that heaven-shaking palm came roaring in, her body swiftly leaped upward, successfully dodging. She then fiercely spun around, delivering a Heaven Shaking Fist.
"Fire Immortal Finger!" The brocade-robed youth was indeed a monster. Even though his opponent had the Death Gate boosting her, his speed was completely no slower.
The Fire Immortal Finger broke through the void, piercing straight toward Wu San Niang's fist.
"Jade Bone!"
The Manhuang Saintess coldly shouted. With the Death Gate supporting her, the Bone Gate was amplified to its peak — enough foundation for her to execute the second layer of the Honghuang Bone Scripture — Jade Bone.
A layer of noble, lustrous jade-like bone enveloped Wu San Niang's fist, charging forward valiantly.
The Fire Immortal Finger was powerful, but it only managed to break through the outer bone layer. Her fist fiercely struck forward.
PUFF…
The Heaven Shaking Fist savagely hooked upward from below. The brocade-robed youth's chin showed signs of shattering, and his body was sent flying into the sky.
"Seize the chance to take his life!" Wu San Niang was excited to the extreme. At this moment… the Death Gate had allowed her to rediscover the feeling of an Eighth-Turn Body Cultivator.
Speed Gate continued to activate. At this point, blood continuously seeped from her body. Her skin began to crack — clearly, the limit of the Death Gate was approaching.
But neither Wu San Niang nor the Manhuang Saintess cared. They only knew they were fighting with extreme satisfaction — overpowering a cultivator from the Immortal Realm.
The complete Bone Wings sprouted. Speed surpassed the speed of sound. She appeared behind the brocade-robed youth who had just been hooked upward, delivering a fierce Divide Heaven and Earth kick…
However, very quickly, with Open Gate pushed to its absolute limit, a sense of danger flooded Wu San Niang's heart.
"You think too much!"
Following a calm voice from the brocade-robed youth, three types of Immortal Force suddenly erupted. He spun around and fiercely struck out with a palm…
BOOM…
Wu San Niang was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing straight down onto the solid stone floor. Countless cracks spread across her skin like spiderwebs. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, her hair disheveled.
"Three types of Immortal Force? It seems we've lost the chance to fight to the death!" The Manhuang Saintess said with a bitter smile.
They had originally thought this man only possessed Fire Immortal Force — something they could still resist. Unfortunately, from beginning to end, the brocade-robed youth had never used his full power. He possessed three types of Immortal Force.
Wind, Fire, Earth.
If not for the Death Gate amplifying the Life Gate and Bone Gate to their limits, her body would have already exploded from that previous palm — because three types of Immortal Force were simply too terrifying.
Drip… drip…
Drop by drop, blood fell to the floor. Wu San Niang trembled as she stood up. At this moment, her entire body was like an overinflated balloon, ready to burst at any second.
"Almost at the limit, huh? Foolish!" The brocade-robed youth stood high above. This woman's Body Art had boosted her combat power too fiercely — the backlash had arrived, and death was not far away.
"Bone Sword!" Two Bone Swords extended from her hands — noble and lustrous Jade Bone. The Manhuang Saintess refused to give up, controlling the body to charge forward.
With the Jade Bone Swords now present and supported by the Death Gate, their power and durability absolutely approached Extreme-Rank treasures. At the same time, the massive Bone Wings behind her sprouted countless sharp spikes, also smashing down toward the brocade-robed youth.
"I'll send you on your way myself!" The brocade-robed youth remained calm and fearless. Three types of Immortal Force gently revolved around him. Although they couldn't fuse together heaven-defyingly like the Five Elements Sacred Body or Fusion Spirit Palm, they layered and intertwined with perfect mastery.
The three Immortal Forces swirled around his palm. His face was cold as he struck down with one palm.
"Extreme-Rank Extreme-Quality Martial Skill – Eight Desolation Palm!"
As soon as the palm struck, the stone palace space shattered. Layer upon layer of structures collapsed. Cracks spread everywhere, covering the sky and suppressing the eight desolations.
BOOM…
The Eight Desolation Palm savagely suppressed both Bone Swords and Bone Wings under the desperate gazes of the two women. Suddenly, the brocade-robed youth's eyes narrowed — cracks had appeared on his Eight Desolation Palm.
CRACK…
With a shattering sound, the two Bone Swords and Bone Wings were destroyed, reduced to fragments.
Although they had managed to damage the Eight Desolation Palm, that was their absolute limit…
BOOM…
The Eight Desolation Palm struck directly in the face, completely destroying the resolute and peerless beauty of Wu San Niang. Half her head shattered. Her body shot downward like a meteor.
"This Body Art is truly powerful — she still didn't die?" The brocade-robed youth exclaimed in shock.
He had used both Body Cultivation and three types of Immortal Force, plus an Extreme-Quality Extreme-Rank martial skill. Yet this woman, with only Seventh-Turn Body Cultivation supporting her, had taken a direct hit and still hadn't died?
The Death Gate among the Eight Gates wasn't just for show. If Wu San Niang still had spiritual energy at this moment, she was confident that even if she couldn't win, she could still escape.
Unfortunately, everything was just "if only"…
Wu San Niang lay flat on the ground. With her current Seventh-Turn state, the backlash from the Death Gate arrived. Her bones and five viscera within her body began to burst apart bit by bit.
"My life… is over!" The Manhuang Saintess smiled mournfully. It wasn't that they were weak — it was that the opponent had overwhelming advantages. Born in a high realm, they had managed to resist for this long — that alone was enough to be proud of.
"Haha… An'er… he will avenge this old lady!" Wu San Niang laughed wildly. In her mind appeared his handsome and wickedly charming face.
She had been used to walking alone since childhood. Only after becoming famous did she take on a few junior brothers. Contact with men had always been minimal.
The time she spent with Lan An was longer than all the men she had ever met in the world combined. Before death, she only hoped to see him one last time.
"If it's him… it's very possible…" The Manhuang Saintess whispered. Having fused memories with Wu San Niang, she understood how monstrous Lan Nam truly was.
"I'll send you off!" The brocade-robed youth saw that even on the verge of death this woman remained unyielding. Humiliation surged in his heart. The Eight Desolation Palm condensed once more.
"Want to kill me? Dream on!" Wu San Niang and the Manhuang Saintess laughed wildly together.
The price of the Death Gate — the price of holding on for a period of time against three types of Immortal Force — was truly too great…
BOOM…
Like a burst of blood rain, her body completely exploded. Along with it, the souls of the two peerless women were also shattered into fragments — completely soul-scattered, never to be reborn.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Not far from the explosion, a young man rushed over like a meteor. At this moment, he was no different from a wild beast roaring at the tragic scene before him…
A mournful cry echoed throughout the ten-thousand-li stone palace…
Tragic…