Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 676 - 680: Starfield Tremors_1

The starry sky was silent.

Whether they were Bone Demon Army soldiers or Battle Sword Peak disciples, everyone was stunned, their eyes wide and mouths agape.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Yang Zaixing. That astounding spear strike, which seemed to transcend time and space, echoed in their minds, leaving them speechless for a long while.

What kind of spear strike was that? It made the heavens and earth submit. It made all swords pay tribute. It even shattered a third-grade immortal weapon.

"So... so terrifying!" The Sect Master of Zixuan trembled, fear filling his eyes. He sneakily tried to retreat and escape this starry sky, but as soon as he began to move, he was discovered.

"Senior, he is a traitor to the human race! Please capture him!" one of the Battle Sword Peak disciples, his face stained with blood, shouted loudly, pointing at the fleeing Sect Master of Zixuan.

A bone-chilling killing intent gleamed in his eyes. His hatred for the Sect Master far exceeded his hatred for Old Man Sen Gu and the Bone Demon Army.

No matter how loathsome Old Man Sen Gu was, he was an enemy. If they fought a true battle, the victor would be king and the vanquished a bandit; there would be no complaints.

But what was the Sect Master of Zixuan? He was a human, a powerhouse nurtured by his own race. In their eyes, he was a kinsman who could be trusted unconditionally. Yet, he had betrayed the human race, not only colluding with the demonic path but also turning against them and plotting to murder the Grand Elder.

"In all my life, I've hated traitors the most!" Yang Zaixing's gaze turned cold, his killing intent flaring intensely. His fierce spear intent transformed the entire starry sky into a world of spears, as if he were a supreme ruler dominating the lives and deaths of all immortals.

A terrifying pressure swept across the starry sky, like billions of God Mountains pressing down on the Sect Master of Zixuan, making it impossible for him to even take a step.

The Sect Master of Zixuan's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, his spirit shattered, begging with eyes full of terror, "Senior... Please spare me! I'll never dare to do it again! It was all these demons! They threatened me! I was forced! As long as you spare me, the wealth accumulated by the Zixuan Holy Sect over countless eons is yours for the taking!"

He didn't want to die! He was the master of a sect, enjoying boundless wealth, revered by the world, and still pursuing the path of immortality! How could he die?

He believed that by promising the wealth of the Zixuan Holy Sect, he could surely sway Yang Zaixing. No Profound Immortal Realm Martial Artist could ignore such riches.

"I wouldn't dare touch your filthy lucre!" Yang Zaixing said indifferently.

With that, he took a step forward. The spear light surged, emitting a metallic clang, and severed the Sect Master of Zixuan's limbs and Dantian, extinguishing his immortal source.

"AHHH..." The Sect Master of Zixuan screamed, his hair flying wildly as blood flowed, his eyes filled with despair.

He had actually been crippled! After cultivating for countless eons, shedding so much blood and sweat to reach the mid-stage Profound Immortal Realm, he was now a cripple, a mere ant in the eyes of the world. Having his cultivation destroyed was even more painful than death.

"Good!" Seeing the Sect Master of Zixuan's miserable state, the Battle Sword Peak disciples cheered loudly, immensely gratified.

"Next, it's time to send you on your way!" As if he had merely crushed an ant, Yang Zaixing, his expression calm, turned his frosty gaze towards the stunned Bone Demon Army soldiers.

CLANG!

The sound of the spear rang out, piercingly sharp.

Countless streams of spear energy emerged and converged, forming a river of spears in the starry sky. It erupted with terrifying spear intent, shattering the void inch by inch.

The river of spears surged, washing through the universe, cleansing the heavens, as if to purge all the filth of the world.

The tens of thousands of Bone Demon Army soldiers naturally could not escape their doom and were all slaughtered.

"They're all dead!" Seeing this, the just over forty thousand surviving Battle Sword Peak disciples breathed a collective sigh of relief. They looked around, their hearts heavy with complex emotions; so many familiar faces from the past were gone.

Although war always meant death, it was still hard to accept when those who died were their elders and martial brothers.

"Thank you for your intervention, Senior. May I ask for your esteemed name? When we return to the Sect, I will report this to the Pavilion Master, and you will surely be handsomely rewarded!" A Core Disciple stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Yang Zaixing of the Great Qin Saint's Court!"

"By His Majesty's decree, I have come to repay a kindness!" Yang Zaixing's cold demeanor vanished, replaced by a smile as he spoke.

The Great Qin Saint's Court! The many Battle Sword Peak disciples were slightly startled. Isn't this the Saint's Court that caused such a stir recently? Although it's only a newly ascended power, it has accomplished many shocking deeds, like beheading the Laughing, Crying, and Mourning Trio of Demons, and then killing two protectors from the Extreme Demon Hall...

At this thought, the crowd's gaze towards Yang Zaixing softened with a touch of warmth.

Soon, news of the great battle spread throughout the entire Red Dragon Starfield.

The Grand Elder of Sky Sword Pavilion had fallen! Of the three hundred thousand Battle Sword Peak disciples, only just over forty thousand remained! Demon Lord Sen Gu was slain! The Bone Demon Army was completely annihilated!

Each piece of news struck like a thunderclap, leaving countless Martial Artists stunned and horrified.

"Hiss... We underestimated Demon Lord Sen Gu. He actually managed to heavily wound Sky Sword Pavilion!" Inside the majestic imperial palace of the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court, the Molting Dragon Emperor was slightly startled, finding this outcome utterly astonishing.

Then, boundless joy welled up in his heart. One of the three great armies of the Extreme Demon Hall is gone. The human race's military power has been reduced by more than half. Both sides suffered grievous losses. This is truly a joyous occasion!

"I wonder if those two will fight a great battle when they hear the news!" The Molting Dragon Emperor rose and walked to the window, his gaze profound. Within his eyes, it seemed a dark flood dragon glared with a ferocious light, piercing through billions of stars.

「Countless trillions of li away」

In a deathly silent expanse of the starry sky, two supreme beings faced each other, separated by the Star Sea. A majestic aura radiated from them, shattering thousands of meteorites.

「Great Qin Saint's Court」

"How can this be?" Qin Wudao's expression shifted slightly as he read the intelligence report in his hand, his mood suddenly growing heavy.

The fall of Sky Sword Pavilion's Grand Elder meant that one of the pillars of the human race was gone. For the humans in the Red Dragon Starfield, this was undoubtedly a massive blow.

Yuan Tiangang stepped forward, his lips pale and his face solemn. He reported weakly, "Your Majesty, last night while observing the celestial phenomena, I discovered that in the eastern part of the Starfield, a colossal golden dragon had its head severed. Dragon Blood poured out, dyeing the starry sky red!

"The dragon represents the destiny of the human race!

"Its head being severed signifies that the human race has suffered a grievous blow!

"And the Dragon Blood dyeing the starry sky red indicates that the eastern Starfield is about to enter a long period of turmoil and war!"

Upon hearing this, the many ministers present were slightly startled. During their time in the Red Dragon Starfield, they had clearly sensed that the attitude of the All Clans of the heavens towards the human race was extremely hostile, even one of utter disgust.

If the human race were to face calamity, the Great Qin Saint's Court, as part of the human race, would inevitably be affected.

Gui Guzi stepped forward and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, with Sky Sword Pavilion's defeat, the human race is in decline. The Great Qin Dynasty must become self-reliant to face the impending crisis!"

Qin Wudao nodded. He naturally understood this simple truth. But what method could be used to enhance the strength of the Great Qin Saint's Court as quickly as possible? 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Minister Jiang, make a trip to the Netherworld and construct the passage to Reincarnation!"

"It is time for the Great Qin Saint's Court to advance to a Heavenly Court!"