Chapter 1405: Do You Think There Are No People on Void Spirit Star?

Chapter 1405: Chapter 1405: Do You Think There Are No People on Void Spirit Star?

No wonder the Soul Shepherd was so urgent just now, allowing the infiltrator to have a chance.

It was also during this process that more and more Void Spirit Star cultivators successfully arrived through the space rift, appearing faster and faster.

Otherwise, even with such a level of sneak attack, with the Soul Shepherd’s power, they could at least avoid vital spots, not directly stabbing through the heart and being critically injured like now.

Finally, after about a minute of breathing, the Soul Shepherd’s wounds have healed significantly, yet he outright refused to increase his power.

Yang Yan did not attempt to persuade him, suddenly stood up, and with a swift move, skewered three nearby Void Spirit Star cultivators with the Immortal Piercing Spear.

Yang Yan’s actions seemed to sound the horn of battle as all human cultivators shouted fiercely, brandishing weapons and fists, charging into the battle formation of Void Spirit Star cultivators multiple times their number.

At this moment, the people of Wandering Dragon Star who initially harbored the determination to die again found their mainstay, and the power that Yang Yan exuded instilled them with confidence for victory.

Everyone fought fearlessly like beasts, unleashing lethal moves with madness.

Yang Yan wielded the Immortal Piercing Spear, unstoppable wherever he went.

However, at this moment, he no longer cared about the female cultivator who continued to attack from ambush with arrows, leaving the Void-Devouring Tiger to handle it.

Because he was well aware that if these Void Spirit Star cultivators continued to pass through the rift, things would truly become troublesome.

Yang Yan’s figure darted, forcibly carving a bloody path, rushing toward the sealed rift.

The shadowy archer seemed to understand Yang Yan’s intent, even forcibly breaking free from the Void-Devouring Tiger’s entanglement.

Yang Yan’s gaze turned cold; he actually bit the tip of his tongue, took a drop of heart blood, and invoked a Spatial Cage.

Poof!

A shadow appeared, spat out a mouthful of blood, not even letting out a scream, and was directly thrown into the space rift.

Yang Yan didn’t even look at it, glaring at the crack in the Star Sect passage and roaring angrily: "Enough, all of you die!"

Yang Yan abruptly endured the combined attack of several cultivators at least equivalent to Divinity Transformation late-stage who tried to block his path to the sealed location and roared skyward:

"Military Technique—World Destruction!"

In an instant, a torrent of Sword Qi surged and roared, ripping through the Void, violently breaking through the blocking Divinity Transformation cultivators ahead, whistling towards the Void Spirit Star cultivators continuously emerging from the rift.

Boom—

Accompanied by a thunderous sound like fallen thunder, the Sword Qi crashed fiercely into those rift-bound cultivators.

This attack carried Yang Yan’s furious will, executed without reservation, unleashing power infinitely close to that of Void Realm cultivators.

Rumble!

Amidst earth-shaking noise, the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs seemed to collapse, with surrounding space violently caving in.

However, the space node in the middle remained motionless.

Only in that man-height rift did faint screams emerge, along with severed limbs rolling and constantly spraying out.

Suddenly, Yang Yan’s face darkened; he felt his released Sword Qi seemed to be obstructed by immense strength, stopping before the rift, unable to advance even a fraction.

This is...

Yang Yan’s expression changed, hastily instant teleporting back.

The next moment, a giant palm appeared, erasing the sky-covering Sword Qi in an instant.

Simultaneously, the giant hand vanished without a trace.

From the rift emerged a group of black-clad cultivators, at the forefront stood a slender, handsome middle-aged cultivator.

He smiled blandly at Yang Yan and said: "Young one, did you have fun exterminating my Void Spirit Star cultivators just now?"

Without waiting for Yang Yan to speak, he suddenly said coldly: "Do you think my Void Spirit Star is empty? Let me, Mo Tianxing, teach you how to behave! Accompany me in death now!"

As his words fell, the sky above the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs underwent sudden changes, lightning and thunder roared.

Soon, a giant vortex rapidly formed at the center like a black hole, capable of swallowing everything.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed, and a massive palm appeared with a boom.

This palm was black as ink, swirling with waves of Power of the Great Dao.

Amid roaring sound, it tore through space, pressing directly down on Yang Yan.

Boom!

Under the force of this immense power, the ground shook, continuously emitting cracking sounds.

Simultaneously, countless black-robed individuals beside Mo Tianxing chanted unknown scriptures in unison.

Although Yang Yan couldn’t hear clearly, he felt a surge of irritability within.

His bloodshot eyes, already red, seemed to burst.

Affected by this mood, everything before him seemed illusory yet truly existed.

The reality was, Void Spirit Star cultivators continuously poured in from the rift, Wandering Dragon Star cultivators were also steadily arriving.

The illusion was that Yang Yan felt his body seemed nonexistent, the attacks before him vanished, as if returning to Earth.

Yang Yan’s gaze gradually dimmed, while the giant black palm before him seemed to slow down.

The gradually descending shadow slowly occupied his view.

Though describing all this seems long, it occurred in the briefest of moments.

No room to hide, no chance to evade.

Yang Yan felt as though he was gradually succumbing to eternal slumber in this atmosphere.

But at that moment, as pressure completely enveloped Yang Yan, he suddenly raised his head, eyes flashing with gold light.

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce the heavens and see through everything.

Yang Yan shouted to the sky: "I will personally retrieve the past, why linger in your Illusion Realm!"

Speaking, Yang Yan grasped the Immortal Piercing Spear in one hand, retrieved the slumbering Nascent Void with the other, channeling all his Wish Power, transforming it into a towering height.

His right arm surged with Blood Qi, wielding Nascent Void, fiercely struck at that giant palm; within an instant, they collided.

The earth thundered, at this moment, it seemed the sound ceased to exist, only the roaring echoed.

The giant palm was forcibly shaken upward by ten thousand feet, seeming to emit a crisp cracking sound.

Nascent Void slowly shrank, returning to Yang Yan’s hand, adorned with several cracks.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of Nascent Void’s moment shaking off the giant palm, Yang Yan flashed his figure, wielding the Immortal Piercing Spear, infused with abundant Spiritual Power.

Buzz—

The Immortal Piercing Spear quivered excitedly, the ancient, unchanged blood upon it suddenly emitted bizarre waves.

Whoosh!

With a twist of his wrist, Yang Yan swung it forward, thunderous flames entwining upon it again clashing with that sky-covering giant palm.

Bam!

Roaring reverberated across the entire battlefield.

The pitch-black giant palm trembled continually, cracks like a spider web extended outward, ultimately overwhelmed, shattering suddenly.

Yang Yan appeared stern, carrying the Immortal Piercing Spear relentlessly through the hand.

Yang Yan stood proudly in the Void, his previously dull eyes now seemed aflame.

In truth, even till now, Yang Yan hadn’t fully awakened from that Illusion Realm.

But as the giant palm completely disintegrated, Yang Yan gradually recovered, his figure rapidly retreating, opening a significant distance.