Stellar Transformation-Chapter 51 - 5 Sudden Disaster (Part 3)

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Chapter 51: Chapter 5 Sudden Disaster (Part 3)

Lian Yan glanced at Yi Qingyu, his eyes emitting an unprecedented brilliance. Had Qin Yu been there, he would have been surprised, for Lian Yan was generally composed, even in Cloud Mist Villa, sitting quietly most of the time, seldom stirred, especially not as excited as he was now.

"Qingyu, do you remember one hundred and sixty years ago?" Lian Yan said with a smile.

Yi Qingyu pondered briefly before bursting into laughter, "Lian Yan, do you still remember that battle one hundred and sixty years ago? But back then, you were too weak, unable to even protect your own daughter and wife, luckily, the forces of Prince Zhen Dong arrived in time to save your life. This time, you won’t be able to escape."

Having reached the Innate Realm, one could live up to five hundred years, and both Yi Qingyu and Lian Yan had lived for several centuries, achieving the Innate Great Perfection Realm. Yet, they had never faced the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulations. Some faced the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulations the day they reached Innate Great Perfection, while others, despite reaching it, never saw the Tribulations until they died. This was a matter of insight, one couldn’t force it.

"Run? Why would I run? I’ve waited over a hundred years for this day," Lian Yan’s eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, "You take care of the others, I’ll handle Yi Qingyu."

"Yes!" Two elders in black robes bowed in response.

But Lian Yan was staring at Yi Qingyu, a soaring fierce momentum pressing towards Yi Qingyu, dominant and ferocious. The war saber at Lian Yan’s waist began to tremble, Yi Qingyu slightly furrowed his brows, then stretched out his hands in a delicate gesture, smilingly facing Lian Yan.

The two faced each other, yet neither made the first move.

To achieve Innate Great Perfection, unless one had divine treasures or supreme cultivation techniques, it often took over a century. Only with top-tier cultivation techniques like Ancestor Dragon Technique, or getting some divine treasure from the Primordial Wilderness, could one achieve it within decades.

"Ah!"

Screams and the sounds of battle erupted. The two black-robed elders attacked Yi Feng and the others, severed limbs flew about, blood scattered everywhere. The elders were also injured but managed to kill one and cripple another amidst the siege of seven.

Yi Qingyu and Lian Yan paid no attention to the others.

"clang!"

The war saber at Lian Yan’s waist abruptly unsheathed, a fierce saber light burst forth and, in a flash, reached in front of Yi Qingyu, slicing through his body. Lian Yan’s hand grabbed the saber, his figure swift as lightning, following the saber light towards Yi Qingyu.

The saber light passed, shadows scattered.

The saber light slashed across Yi Qingyu’s body, but his figure turned into nothingness.

"Ah!" An elder in black suddenly screamed, a small hole appearing at the center of his brow. He was then shredded into pieces by Yi Feng and the others. Yi Qingyu’s figure reappeared on the other side, delicately pinching an embroidery needle between his fingers.

"Lian Yan, you should know my speed is the fastest, right? Why use such a move?" Yi Qingyu said softly, sweeping his sleeves. Suddenly, his expression changed as he realized Lian Yan had disappeared; immediately, Yi Qingyu closed his eyes.

Yi Qingyu’s figure also vanished in a flash, and at the same time, a metallic clashing sound rang out. Both their figures appeared before everyone’s eyes, but in a moment, they vanished again...

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Sounds of clashing erupted one after another, their speed reaching the limit, making it impossible for human eyes to perceive.

"Hahahaha... Thrilling, thrilling!" Lian Yan’s laughter suddenly burst forth, his laughter filled with dominance and spiritedness.

"Lian Yan, I didn’t expect you to have some skills," Yi Qingyu’s slightly effeminate voice also sounded, blood flowers scattered in the sky, but the figures of the two were extremely fast, others simply couldn’t see clearly, suddenly—

The two figures appeared again, standing opposite each other.

A small hole had emerged in Lian Yan’s chest, from which blood flowed. Yi Qingyu no longer appeared carefree and relaxed; his hair was disheveled, and a clear saber wound was visible on his abdomen, from which blood also gushed.

"Haha..." Lian Yan suddenly laughed uproariously, "Flowers bloom and wilt, spring goes and autumn comes, so many years... I, Lian Yan, have been waiting for this day. When Li died in my arms, I lost interest in life. Without love, what am I living for? I don’t care about money or power. Since Li’s death, my life has been about reminiscing the past and... killing you. But all these years, you have hidden deep within the Ba Long Army fortress, this time..."

Lian Yan locked his gaze on Yi Qingyu, "It’s heaven helping me, I finally found you, haha, Yi Qingyu, come on, let’s fight joyfully!"

A dazzling golden light burst forth from Lian Yan’s body, and he seemed like a blinding golden sun, his body surface enveloped in tough Protective Gang Qi, his aura far surpassing Zhen Xu’s from before.

Yi Qingyu felt Lian Yan’s overbearing presence and his relentless momentum, and slightly furrowed his eyebrows.

"You old man, you are quite troublesome." Yi Qingyu said impatiently. Silvery-black glimmers began to emanate from his body, and his hair started to float, each strand flickering with a sharp light. The embroidery needle in Yi Qingyu’s hand, however, remained inconspicuous. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Boom!"

A sudden explosion of air occurred around Yi Qingyu and Lian Yan, bursting open the air within a ten-meter radius.

The only remaining elder in black, facing a siege by four people led by Yi Feng, had already been severely injured when he killed one of them. Although these four were at the Middle Innate stage and he was at the Late Innate Stage, taking on four was difficult given his injuries.

Suddenly—

Series of explosions rang out, and the ground of the entire courtyard soared into the air, dust flying everywhere. The ferocity of the blast forced Yi Feng and the four including the elder in black to retreat to one side, temporarily halting their battle as they all looked towards the center of the courtyard.

"Thousand Arrows Piercing Heart!"

The sharp voice of Yi Qingyu rang out as his silvery hair transformed into sharp arrows aiming directly at Lian Yan in front of him. A trace of arrogance appeared on Yi Qingyu’s face, knowing it was impossible for each of his hairs to have enough attack power to pierce through Lian Yan’s Protective Gang Qi.

His real killer move was... the embroidery needles hidden among his silvery hair.

"Bang!"

Lian Yan’s war saber chopped down, but a bundle of Yi Qingyu’s hair wrapped around the saber, preventing Lian Yan from chopping any further. At the same time, millions of hair strands, sharp as arrows, pierced towards Lian Yan’s entire body, with the ten hidden embroidery needles carrying fearsome Qi force, striking from within the hair.

Lian Yan spotted the embroidery needles, but he did not dodge because he no longer wished to. Having avenged his grudge, living on was a mental exhaustion.

"Hahaha..."

Lian Yan suddenly laughed loudly, his laughter shaking the very sky.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed as Yi Qingyu’s head flew up into the air, his eyes wide with disbelief, and his hair was cut off. Yi Qingyu’s head rolled on the ground, gathering dust. Yi Feng and others watching the battle were all stupified.

Lian Yan’s chest also bore ten holes, where the ten embroidery needles had penetrated his body, yet he laughed. In his hand was a dark red war saber.

This war saber, forged from Stone Burning Iron into a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, had always been concealed within Lian Yan’s body. Initially, Lian Yan had used only past weapons, but at the most critical moment, he suddenly drew out this Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact and with one strike, severed Yi Qingyu’s silvery hair and his head.

Yi Qingyu was extremely fast; had he known earlier about Lian Yan’s possession of such a Spiritual Artifact saber, he likely would have escaped sooner.

...

Sitting atop Black Hawk and soaring above the nine heavens, Qin Yu felt immensely exhilarated.

"What a strong aura. Little Black, stop!" Qin Yu clearly felt a terrifyingly strong aura from below. Although the distance from the high sky to the ground was great, the aura was indeed too powerful, detectable even by ordinary Innate Experts, and Qin Yu, with his sensitive perception, naturally sensed it.

"It’s Grandpa Lian’s aura." Qin Yu distinguished carefully and realized it.

"Little Black, go down!" Qin Yu couldn’t care less and immediately commanded. Black Hawk dived down rapidly, and in just a moment, Qin Yu from high above saw the small courtyard where Lian Yan was just chopping off Yi Qingyu’s head.

"Hahaha..." Lian Yan laughed heartily to the sky, yet tears streamed down his face.

Qin Yu spotted one hole after another in Lian Yan’s chest, caused by the ten embroidery needles, and being profoundly knowledgeable in medicine, instantly determined that these holes were dangerously close to vital parts of the body. Seeing each and every one of those holes, Qin Yu felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue, leaving him completely dumbfounded.