Chapter 115: The Moon Rises, the Heavens Pale

A pristine dress fluttered, tracing a beautiful arc through the air as it descended upon the most powerful young maiden of the Yuchu Sect.

"Come, Dao Platform," Tannya commanded softly.

The water surged, bubbling with spiritual energy as a sacred Great Dao flower emerged from the depths, drifting slowly beneath the maiden’s immaculate feet. The flower was crystalline and pure, radiating a subtle fragrance, its eighteen spiritual petals untainted by the mundane world, devoid of even the slightest hint of weariness. As a faint, elegant scent diffused, the divine rays and mystical light within the sanctuary shimmered incessantly.

"Let us go."

The sacred flower platform, as if possessed of a soul, carried Tannya into the dark cosmic world to traverse the star realms. In the blink of an eye, countless galaxies were left behind, and through the dim firmament, one could faintly glimpse those vast and unfathomable cultivation domains.

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The Ninth Killing Array was occupied by a wicked dragon, its presence as terrifying as a mountain collapse or a tsunami. Its eyes were cold and overbearing, flowing with pitch-black hellfire as it surveyed the vast universe. Its sharp nine claws, covered in dense, fearsome scales, possessed the power to rend the heavens, causing the surrounding void to warp.

This was the God-Sealing Prison-Suppressing Heavenly Dragon, an invincible divine manifestation within the array of slaughter. Its record in cosmic history was astonishing; once trapped within its prison-maw, one would have a slim chance of survival.

Feng Shang and his party stood atop the Chrono-Mystic Star, facing the opposition in the distance.

"Gentlemen, hear my words: leave at once and cease this unwise entanglement! My Young Master is of noble status; should any harm befall him, the Nine Venerables will teach you the meaning of regret!" Silver Flame’s voice echoed across the distant starry void.

Xia did not respond.

Yellow Toad glanced at her, feeling that a tactical withdrawal would be the wiser choice. The Ninth Killing Array was already fully formed, making it increasingly difficult to capture Feng Shang. However, bound by a divine oath, he could not make the decision himself and had to defer to Xia.

"The Young Master of the Star City is of noble birth and is guarded by two cultivation masters. This battle is truly arduous. Fairy Xia, tell us, shall we continue?"

The Fire-Scorch Youth shook his head, gently plucking his sandalwood tidal zither. As the notes flowed, golden tides emerged, stirring waves that extinguished the fissures in the void.

"Contain the one holding the halberd," Xia said. "I have a way to refine them alive."

*Swoosh!*

In an instant, an invisible sword light slashed down, so fast that even a Divine Master could not react. Three brilliant boundary lines were etched into the space ten feet around Silver Flame.

Who was it?

Silver Flame was furious. He pointed his great halberd, a metallic clang resonating as divine power roared and Great Dao laws manifested. Yet, these materialized boundary lines remained incredibly firm, their crystalline light undimmed.

This shocked Silver Flame; the binding power of the boundary lines exceeded his imagination. A powerful Sword Master was hiding in the shadows!

*Hmph!*

Silver Flame suddenly swung his pitch-black divine halberd, creating layers of divine ripples that coalesced into supreme lightning runes, striking hard against the brilliant boundary lines. This maneuver was no small feat, blending several Great Dao laws through the Heaven-Shaking Halberd—vast and magnificent, causing the very heavens to tremble.

The straight boundary lines tightened, bent, and finally snapped like a spring that could no longer bear the weight.

*Swoosh!*

Yet, as soon as the three lines shattered, invisible sword qi slashed forth from the void once more, and the luminous boundary lines reformed, as perfect as before.

Silver Flame let out a long howl, his gaze terrifying. Nine blazing cultivation rings rose behind him: three flowing with silver light, three with dark destruction, and three interwoven with five colors. Ten cultivation rings marked the peak of a cultivation master; he was but one step away from the summit.

"Your divine power is valiant and your aura magnificent, a rarity in this world. Though my sword path is humble, I am confident in my ability to contain you."

The calm voice echoed from the void once again. Hearing this, the flame mark between Silver Flame’s brows pulsed frantically!

*Boom!*

He unleashed his divine power once more, shattering the boundary lines again, but as they vanished, the sword light instantly replenished them. Time and again, they were reborn.

Silver Flame’s expression darkened. The ability to manifest boundary lines was a supreme divine art of the sword path, one that only a few gifted Sword Masters could perform. It was said that those who possessed this method could remain invincible among their peers. It appeared that was no idle boast.

"Uncle Silver Flame, I will help you! Those who use hidden swords in the shadows—are you too ashamed to show your faces? Why resort to such devious tricks? Do you not dare to step out and fight with honor?"

Feng Shang’s gaze was icy. With two fingers, he flicked a magnificent cosmic crystal star downward, casting it into the 460 million Prison-Suppressing Swords.

With a soft *bang*, the crystal star shattered, and a massive surge of essence energy flooded out, transforming into an ocean of mist that submerged the Chrono-Mystic Star. Instantly, the killing array seemed to be set ablaze!

"Hummmm..."

The 460 million prison swords shivered in unison, black energy surging into the cosmos. The nine-clawed wicked dragon lashed its tail, and a beam of prison-suppressing light erupted from the Mystic Star.

This beam was terrifying in the extreme; wherever it passed, space-time collapsed, forming black holes capable of annihilating a cultivation master’s divine body and disintegrating supreme divine arts!

"Moon Rises in the White Heavens, Annihilate."

Xia raised her cosmic sword high. A wisp of crystalline dawn gathered at the tip. At first, it was only the size of a needlepoint, but it soon expanded. A bright, clear moon ascended to the nine heavens, releasing immortal light.

The universe turned blindingly white. Her expression was solemn. She had been forced into a passive defense, for this beam of prison-suppressing light had consumed an entire cosmic crystal star. It was not merely targeting the boundary lines; the destructive force within was surging toward her as well.

Feng Shang’s ambition was clearly vast—he intended to deal with both of them at once.

"Three Lives Unfalling Ring, The Heavenly River Withers and Decays."

In a space difficult to perceive, the Ancient Primordial Domain Master gazed at the heart-stopping beam of prison-suppressing light and struck again. A three-foot-long piece of decayed wood stabbed through the endless void...

A withered, decaying gray river, reeking of rot, crashed into the light!

*Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!*

Two unimaginable forces collided. Both had reached the pinnacle of the cultivation realm, surpassing the limits of divine arts, even piercing through the seals of space-time to affect the distant meteor mountains.

Instantly, nearby stars were extinguished one after another, shattering like marbles in the void. The intense light produced by the explosions would not fade for decades, traveling to distances light-years away.

The Fire-Scorch Youth gazed into the distance, appearing indifferent, yet he was secretly alarmed. Was this the power of the God-Sealing Prison-Suppressing Killing Array? It was truly terrifying. Fortunately, it had not erupted within a billion miles of the prison-maw; otherwise, even the Ancient Primordial Domain Master might not have been able to withstand it.

Feng Shang waved his hand, and a wave of darkness spread from the Chrono-Mystic Star. The light and flames ahead were dimmed, yet the view remained obscured by thick, swirling smoke.

The cosmic winds were filled with a pungent, choking scent; the spiritual energy had been utterly exhausted.

*What?!*

Feng Shang was stunned. The three boundary lines that bound Uncle Silver Flame were still there, and upon them, there now lingered traces of a mysterious, withering power...