Chapter 83: Supreme Battle—Casually Grabbing Stars to Smash People?
"Although your situation is a little difficult right now, you must endure it!"
"Stay alive and find an opportunity!"
"Even if you have to become a gigolo, as long as you can get close to those big figures, even secretly learning a tiny bit of their skills, it would be worth it!"
"Otherwise, forget Spirit Hall; even the Zhu Family would dare to overstep their bounds!"
"Mubai, you have to pull yourself together, Mubai!"
"Even if you have to sell yourself, sell yourself for the future of the Empire!"
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In the Immortal Domain.
On a plain more than a million li away from the outskirts of the Immortal King's Cave Abode.
"This isn't right. Something's wrong!"
Granny Wang stared grimly in the direction where the divine bird had been shot down. The dragon-headed cane in her hand slammed heavily against the deck of the Cloud-Piercing Shuttle.
"That arrow just now already exceeded the scope of an ordinary Supreme. That was a terrifying strike involving Immortal Dao laws!"
"The thing unearthed from this Immortal King's tomb is probably ten thousand times more terrifying than we imagined!"
At this point, Granny Wang suddenly turned around and shouted sternly:
"Pass down the order!"
"All disciples are forbidden from leaving the ship! The Cloud-Piercing Shuttle will take off immediately!"
"Retreat!"
"Retreat another one million li!"
"Withdraw to Soul-Severing Gorge, two million li away, and wait there!"
As soon as these words were spoken, several sect stewards nearby, who had been hesitating about whether to risk approaching immediately, changed their expressions.
But after some deliberation, they all gritted their teeth and said,
"The senior from the Primordial Immortal Court is right!"
"Even a pure-blood Vermilion Bird was nailed to death a hundred thousand li away. If we stay here, even a single overflowing killing intent could wipe us out completely!"
"That's right. Retreat!"
"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn!"
For a moment, the already noisy gathering point erupted again with thunderous movement.
Led by the Cloud-Piercing Shuttle of the Primordial Immortal Court, hundreds of warships, flying boats, and cultivators riding ferocious beasts fled toward the rear like frightened birds, escaping in utter panic.
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Two million li away, Soul-Severing Gorge.
This place was a natural barrier. On both sides stood black cliffs tens of thousands of meters high, capable of greatly blocking the shockwaves from the battlefield.
When everyone finally stopped and looked back in lingering fear toward the direction they had come from,
Whether it was Zhu Zhuqing or the countless beings of the Douluo Continent watching behind the Sky Screen, all fell silent.
Because even across a distance of two million li, they could still occasionally feel terrifying tremors.
"BOOM!"
At the edge of Zhu Zhuqing's vision, the sky had disappeared.
In its place was a dazzling, multicolored mass of light constantly exploding.
Not only that, but she also saw a pitch-black chain.
The chain was so enormous it stretched across the sky like a mountain range, as if trying to lock something in place.
But in the next second, it was forcibly torn apart by a golden giant hand reaching out from the void.
In an instant, the shattered fragments of the chain transformed into a rain of fiery meteors crashing toward the earth.
During the fall, they directly vaporized an entire mountain range into nothingness!
"Is that… a star?"
Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing, still not fully recovered from the shock, pointed at a gigantic flaming sphere falling from the horizon and asked with a trembling voice.
"Mm. That's a meteor from outer space."
Xiao Cui shrank beside Zhu Zhuqing, her face pale. The sunflower seeds in her hand had long been forgotten.
"Probably some big figure thought the rocks on the ground weren't hard enough and directly grabbed a star from outer space to smash someone with it."
"Grab a star? Smash someone with it???"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing was completely stunned. For a moment, she didn't even know whether choosing to come here had been the right decision.
…
Time passed bit by bit in this agonizing wait.
Three full days and three nights.
Only then did the distant rumbling gradually grow sparse, and the world-destroying phenomena slowly begin to dissipate.
The sky, which had been dyed blood-red, also returned to its previous color.
"Gulp."
Somewhere in the crowd, someone swallowed nervously.
Then a great cultivator from the Five Poison Sect looked toward the gradually calming sky in the distance and cautiously approached Granny Wang.
"Senior Wang, the commotion over there seems to have stopped."
"The big figures should be finished fighting, right?"
"Can we go search for treasures now?"
Hearing this, tens of thousands of eyes immediately turned toward Granny Wang.
After all, they had already waited for far too long. Even a single drop of blood flowing from the Immortal King's tomb would be enough to drive them mad.
However, after hearing the question, Granny Wang remained motionless like a stone statue, leaning on her cane.
After a long moment, she narrowed her eyes and stared fixedly at the seemingly calm sky.
"Wait a little longer."
"But…" The cultivator still wanted to say something.
"Shut up!"
Granny Wang suddenly turned her head and cut him off.
"If you want to die, go by yourself!"
"Don't drag everyone else down with you!"
As if to prove her words correct, the moment her voice fell, a buzzing roar suddenly echoed through the air.
Immediately afterward, the distant sky twisted once again.
Then a magnificent golden road of light unfolded, stretching across ten thousand li.
Soon after, a damaged bronze war chariot slowly emerged from the end of the horizon.
Of the nine flood dragons pulling the chariot, only five remained. All of them were wounded, their scales torn away and bodies covered in blood.
And upon the chariot stood the previously overwhelming Ziwei Emperor.
Although he was still standing, the spotless imperial robe he had worn before now had a bloody hole pierced straight through the front and back.
Yet he did not fall.
He merely gripped half of a broken bone spear tightly, calmly driving the chariot as it slowly disappeared into the horizon along the golden road.
"It's the Ziwei Emperor! He's injured!"
"My heavens… even that person was wounded?!"
Someone in the crowd cried out in shock.
Soon after, several more terrifying figures departed.
One was a mysterious old man shrouded in black mist, with only one arm left, carrying a bleeding head while laughing wildly.
Another was a bone warship reduced to only half its hull, swaying as it smashed through space and escaped.
Finally, accompanied by a clear cry of a crane, a mysterious existence that no one could see clearly flashed across the sky with a stunning streak of sword light, vanishing into the clouds.
Only after all those beings who could easily crush them had completely disappeared did Granny Wang finally relax slightly.
She let out a long breath of turbid air, which condensed into a white mist before her and lingered for a long time.
"Huu…"
Then she raised her head again, suddenly lifted the dragon-headed cane in her hand, and pointed toward the devastated wasteland ahead.
"Everyone, listen to the order!"
"The treasure hunt begins!"
"Set off!!!"
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End of Chapter