Chapter 628 - 359: Magic Treasures Are a Good Thing

"Just who in the world are you?"

"You coward, hiding in the shadows! Why don’t you show your true face?"

The mighty one who had cast the Glazed Lamp was enraged. He raised his hand and unleashed a beam of World-Purifying Divine Light, sweeping it across the entire visible Star Realm.

"Found you!"

A nearly imperceptible ripple suddenly appeared. The mighty one was overjoyed at the sight. He raised a long, golden needle, which transformed into a streak of sword light and shot forward.

"This divine light is rather interesting. World-purifying, is it?"

A figure slowly materialized from the void. He did not look old; he was handsome, with a placid yet indifferent expression. Astonishingly, he radiated no aura whatsoever.

"Go!"

Seeing this, the mighty one, far from holding back, pushed the flying needle to go even faster.

"Is this a magical treasure too? I must admit, I’m tempted."

A slight smile touched the newcomer’s lips. He formed a sword sign with his fingers, and a beam of sword light as fine as a strand of hair instantly shot from his fingertips.

It shot straight toward the incoming flying needle.

"Haha! You dare try to block my flying needle with mere Finger Force? You must not know that this needle of mine is the bane of all forms of Immortal Spiritual Qi."

A mocking glint appeared in the mighty one’s eyes. This treasure of his had been forged over forty-nine years, using nineteen types of Innate spiritual materials, smelted according to the Five Elements Refining Method, and tempered by the essence of the sun and moon.

This treasure specifically counters Immortal Spiritual Qi. It absolutely cannot be blocked by any kind of Spiritual Qi.

Otherwise, not only would you fail to stop it, you would just be feeding it more Energy, playing right into its hands.

The other mighty cultivators watching from the side all knew of the flying needle’s properties, and they couldn’t help but shake their heads.

’This guy isn’t all that special after all.’

’He can’t even see through the flying needle’s effect.’

Just as everyone was waiting for the show to begin, the flying needle and the beam of sword light slammed into each other.

CRACKLE!

A strange aura emanated from the point where the sword light and flying needle met.

The flying needle seemed to be paused, frozen dead in mid-air, unable to advance another inch.

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of power is this? How can it ignore the needle’s Sharp Metal energy?"

Everyone present was instantly stunned, looking at the young man before them with utter confusion.

But before they could ask any questions, the mighty one’s expression changed drastically once again.

"Not good! The sword light is corroding the flying needle’s Spiritual Power and restrictions!"

The onlookers also saw the problem. The protective restrictions on the flying needle’s outer layer were actually dissolving.

"Is this... the Destruction Divine Light?"

The mighty one’s face paled in terror, and he cried out in alarm, "You’re a remnant of the Divine Court?"

As soon as he said this, the entire side of the cultivators burst into an uproar.

The Divine Court!

A distant place that had once given birth to many eternal, undying god-kings. They had once dominated their corner of the universe, and alongside the Cultivation World, they were considered one of the two great, rival powers of the entire Star Realm.

"The Divine Court? It seems the Milky Way Galaxy holds many secrets."

A faint smile played on the newcomer’s lips.

"Who in the world are you?"

A few of the mighty ones stepped forward together to directly confront the young man.

"Me?"

"This Great Emperor is named Zhao Rui. You invade my homeland, and you have the gall to ask who I am?"

So, the newcomer was none other than Emperor Zhao, Zhao Rui, who had rushed to the scene.

"You’re from the Ancient Star?"

Hearing this, everyone’s expression was mixed. They had never expected a visitor from the Ancient Star.

"Whether I am or not, isn’t it obvious?"

Zhao Rui said nonchalantly.

"How audacious."

When the mighty one who had attacked first saw Zhao Rui retract his Magical Power, he was overjoyed and hastily recalled his flying needle.

But when he brought the flying needle back to his side, his heart ached as if it were bleeding.

Dozens of scars were now starkly visible on the flying needle, all of them from clashing with a blade.