Chapter 669 - 417: The Sixth Life in the Mortal World, the Stellar Empire!

Chapter 669: Chapter 417: The Sixth Life in the Mortal World, the Stellar Empire!

But the man with the broken leg knows that some things are more important than life and death.

In the next moment, he frantically urged the "Star Pivot" within his body, and the rotating energy core began to roar at an unprecedented speed.

The man with the broken leg poured all of his vitality, every bit of his will and unwillingness into this final strike.

"Majestic Star—Army Break!"

He roared the name of his family’s inherited battle technique, and with his single leg, suddenly shattered the rock layer beneath him, using the recoil force to soar into the air.

A fist imprint, several feet tall, burst forth, flowing with light, and dazzling star radiance. The pure Star Power within the fist wind forced the surrounding crimson atmosphere to recede.

In this silent desert under the blazing sun, this fist imprint attempted to vie with the sun and moon.

However, the creature that Red Mountain had become merely opened its massive mouth that stretched to the ears, teeth interlacing sharply with a chilling gleam.

His crimson eyes held no seriousness, only a pure mockery as if watching an insect struggle.

He didn’t even bother to move his feet.

Red Mountain lazily raised those ten dagger-like claw fingers, casually slicing at the incoming star-imbued fist imprint through the void.

"Stab—!"

Ten peculiar red beams flashed by, so fast they surpassed the threshold of visual capture.

The majestic fist imprint, honed with the entire vitality of the man with the broken leg, was instantly dismantled upon contact with the red beams, forming countless scattered light spots in mid-air, unable to stir even a ripple.

The momentum of the red beams didn’t lessen, instantly sweeping past the man’s soaring figure.

"No! Lebry—!"

In the heart-wrenching cries of his companions, time seemed to stretch infinitely.

They helplessly watched Lebry’s body abruptly disintegrate in the air, along with his unwavering expression of resolve, being sliced into pieces.

As the blood spattered in the void, it was instantly vaporized into a dark red mist by the scorching red beams.

Ultimately, Lebry’s shattered body, along with the ten bottomless trenches carved out on the ground, were buried beneath this desolate desert.

From afar, Red Mountain slowly retracted its claws, disdainfully blowing away a wisp of star brilliance drifting before it.

In the next moment, Red Mountain flicked the bloodstains off its fingertips, feigning regret with a tilted head, while its blood-red pupils glinted with the cruel teasing of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Oh dear, really, I got carried away, didn’t control my strength... Now I’ve gone and destroyed Black Tiger Lord’s ’treat’."

As it spoke, its gaze slowly swept over the remaining three—those who once fought alongside it, loyal companions of the Ninth Guard Group of the Sun and Moon Imperial Court.

"My dear old friends," Red Mountain’s voice carried a false intimacy.

"You wouldn’t want to see me getting punished by Black Tiger Lord, right? Perhaps... you could help soothe his anger for me?"

"Heh heh heh..." The inhuman laughter echoed across the desert, more chilling than the cold wind.

"Bastard!"

Among the three, only the female team member could squeeze a curse through her clenched teeth.

She was about thirty-five years old. Despite being covered in sand and blood, her resolute beauty, weathered yet persistent, remained evident.

A head of black hair, slightly disheveled, was still neatly pinned up with a glowing pale blue hairpin—a mark of her marriage.

At this moment, the female team member’s eyes ignited with fury, staring fixedly at the inhuman traitor, as if trying to burn through his twisted soul.

"Changwei, I come for you..."

She gazed at Red Mountain’s distorted face, and in her eyes seemed to see through him, toward the distant shores.

Her husband’s resolute silhouette when he sacrificed himself years ago, her son’s innocent yet determined gaze when he wore his uniform for the first time, her daughter frowning in deep thought before the academy’s Star Map...

Scenes flickered rapidly through the middle-aged woman’s mind, finally condensing into a barely audible sigh.

"And you, Ming’er and Yue’er... Mom... takes the first step now. You two siblings must support each other from now on, to the very end."

Her voice was soft, yet carried an inexplicable tranquility, as if not bidding farewell, but concluding a long-foreordained ritual.

The middle-aged woman did not turn back, merely slightly tilted her head towards her two remaining teammates behind her, speaking clearly.

"We lost, but remember, Commander Gao and Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan... will not let our blood flow in vain. They will reclaim this blood debt for us."

She paused, and the bright "Moon Wheel" within her began to emit a burdensome cry, rampant energy roaring through her meridians.

This is a self-destructive technique available only to experts of the Bright Moon Realm and above in the Starry Empire.

"Everyone... are you ready?"

This seemingly ordinary question caused the eyes of the two dying men behind him to simultaneously burst with their final spark.

They looked at each other and smiled, a smile devoid of fear, filled only with relief and a nearly proud tacit understanding.

At that moment, Akayama’s crimson pupils suddenly contracted, a fear born of instinct made it shriek.

"You vile woman, what are you trying to do? Stop—!"

The monster-like body exploded with its full power, transforming into a dark red beam that tore through space, with the sonic boom shattering the gravel along its path.

Ten fingers, sharp blades carrying the aura of annihilation, frantically stabbed towards the woman—only ten meters! Five meters!

But, it was too late.

No deafening explosion, only light.

A pure, ice-cold moon-white radiance burst forth from her chest first.

Subsequently, her entire body seemed to transform into transparent glass, and within it, a miniature, flawless full moon emerged and expanded.

"Bright Moon... Purify the world."

She softly uttered these four words like a prayer.

The next moment, that full moon shattered silently, not to destroy but to release.

Immense moonlight, like a river breaking its banks, surged forth with her at the center, devouring everything.

Where the light reached, gravel, rocks, even air, were instantly purified and decomposed, transformed into the most primordial particles.

No smoke, no remnants, only a briefly existent, absolutely pure void, as if erasing this area from the world completely.

The middle-aged woman chose the ultimate end method by sacrificing the complete disintegration of her moon wheel.

She transformed her everything, flesh, soul, and cultivation, into this final, surpassing-the-limit purifying light.

The middle-aged woman preferred death to letting her and her companions’ bodies be humiliated by deep red.

"Damn it! Damn it! These stubborn fools! What makes those parasites entrenched at the pinnacle of power in the Day and Moon Imperial Court worthy of your sacrifice!"

Akayama’s shattered half-head roared twistedly on the sandy ground, with the flames of resentment and confusion burning in its lone remaining eye.

"They are the source of all evil, greed, and desire in the world! Only deep red... only deep red is the true savior! You simply do not understand!"

Amid its crazed curses, the scattered limbs and flesh on the scorching sand began to wriggle intensely, exhibiting a terrifying vitality.

Countless flesh sprouts became entwined, wrapped and spread like a crimson serpent, emitting a teeth-aching sticky sound.

In just a few breaths, a completely intact Akayama stood up again from this bed of flesh.

It moved its newly born neck, making an eerie "crack" sound, and then that inhuman laughter echoed across the desert sky once more.

"Hehehe... Did you see? This is the immortal power granted by deep red! The Starlance Empire... no, this entire world, will eventually become deep red’s cultivation ground!"

It stretched out its arms, as if embracing the polluted sky, with a twisted expression mixed with blind loyalty and fervent fanaticism, resembling a zealot witnessing a divine miracle.

In a peculiar city center combining modern efficiency and classical charm, heavily guarded, small military airships glided silently along low-altitude tracks, like patrolling falcons.

At the center of this civilian prohibited area, stood a magnificent architectural complex blending modern structure with ancient aesthetics.

Here is the true power heart of the Sky Tint Empire—Day and Moon Imperial Court.

At this moment, within a cloud-piercing spire of the outer hall, the modernist palace gates with their cold lines were tightly closed.

In the center of the empty hall, a middle-aged man around forty with a stern face suddenly opened his eyes in absolute silence.

They were eyes that seemed to carry an entire sea of stars, noble and elegant.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the solid roof, looking towards the infinitely distant beyond.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Sixth Cycle)

Realm: Scorching Sun Realm (Perfected)

Cultivation Technique: Circumstellar Eyes (6/9)

Points: 0

"A new red dust world, how interesting!"