Chapter 1273 - 509: Star Cloud Challenge

The earth trembled, and the sky changed color.

"Zhang Beixing, I must say, you’re quite something!"

An old voice, accompanied by a gust of wind, suddenly rang out.

On the other side of the desert, an elder cloaked in a Nebula Robe floated in mid-air.

His hair and beard were white, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

Starlight surrounded him, resembling a Celestial God descending to the world.

It was Yan Xingyu, the great ancestral elder of the Nebula Race!

"My Nebula Race has traversed the universe for millions of years, never encountering such an ignorant junior."

Yan Xingyu spoke coldly, with disdain.

"Do you really think a mere Human can shake the dignity of my race?"

"You are truly naive!"

"Is that so?"

Zhang Beixing merely smirked, indifferent to the words.

He stood with hands behind his back, calm and composed.

The supreme elder of the Nebula Race appeared trivial as an ant to him.

"I want to see just how capable you, this self-proclaimed unrivaled race, truly are!"

With that, he suddenly shouted loudly.

In that instant, heaven and earth seemed to collapse.

An overwhelming aura exploded from him.

Golden light filled the sky, obscuring the sun.

The terrifying pressure distorted the void.

Even Yan Xingyu’s expression changed, gasping in disbelief.

"This... how is this possible?!"

He stared wide-eyed, incredulous, with a trembling voice.

"How could he possess such terrifying Power?"

"Could it be... the rumors are true?"

Zhang Beixing chuckled coldly, his eyes bright as lightning.

"It seems you’ve heard of the prophecy, about me."

"Indeed, I, Zhang Beixing, am destined to be the ruler of this era!"

"And your Nebula Race is merely a stepping stone on my path to godhood!"

Before the words fell, he launched an attack.

A pillar of golden light roared forth.

Directed straight at Yan Xingyu’s face, unstoppable.

Boom!

An earth-shattering sound exploded once more.

A formidable shockwave overturned everything within a hundred miles.

Yan Xingyu’s expression drastically changed, retreating repeatedly.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, unable to maintain composure.

"Curse you! I’ll fight you to the death!"

Finally unable to hold back, he roared furiously.

The sky was filled with concentrated starlight, transforming into thousands of sharp swords.

Overwhelmingly, they rushed towards Zhang Beixing.

However, facing this seemingly unstoppable fierce assault,

Zhang Beixing merely sneered contemptuously, bothering not to evade.

"With such petty tricks, you dare challenge me?"

A golden sun phantom slowly emerged.

Its radiance illuminating both heaven and earth.

All the starlight swords vanished in an instant.

Reduced to dust, ceasing to exist.

The ground was a mess, with no threat remaining.

"What?!"

Yan Xingyu was utterly dumbfounded, at a loss for words.

He couldn’t have dreamed his proud Ultimate Skill would be so effortlessly crushed.

An utter disgrace!

"I said, you are no match for me."

Zhang Beixing stood with hands behind his back, looking down imperiously.

"Before absolute strength, all ranks and identities are merely illusions."

As his voice settled, he suddenly flashed,

appearing right in front of Yan Xingyu the next moment.

His five fingers clamped around Yan Xingyu’s throat.

"Stop... spare me..."

Yan Xingyu’s face was pale, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

He never thought he would fall to such a plight.

The great ancestral elder of the Nebula Race, how could he beg for mercy from a junior?

But if he didn’t bow, he might perish here.

How should he choose?

Life or death?

Just as Yan Xingyu was trapped in his dilemma, an old voice suddenly echoed in the void.

"Hold on!"

Then, a pale figure emerged from the void.

It was Flowing Light Dance, the Chairman of the Elder Council of the Nebula Race!

Her white attire exuded Transcendent grace.

Her face was old, yet still dignified.

Seeing the scene before her, she furrowed her brow.

"Beixing, you have nerve, daring to humiliate our great ancestral elder right before me!"

Her words were grim, filled with killing intent.

"Do you realize you’re challenging the limits of my Nebula Race?"

However, Zhang Beixing merely curled his lips, speaking casually:

"Oh? Another one courting death?"

"Heh, to be honest, you really overestimate yourselves."

He swept his gaze coldly over Flowing Light Dance, full of disdain.

"Not to mention an Elder Council Chairman, even your legendary Clan Leader."

"In front of me, they are nothing more than ants!"

"Such arrogance!"

Flowing Light Dance trembled with anger, nearly fainting.

"Boy, I see you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin!"

"Today I will show you the fearsome might of my Nebula Race!"

With those words, she leapt high.

Behind her, nine bright stars appeared from nowhere.

Slowly rotating, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

’That is... the Nebula Race’s secret Nine-Star Beads!’’

Rumors claim, once this Ultimate Skill is unleashed, it can destroy heavens and earth, overturn the cosmos.

And now, Flowing Light Dance actually employed it on the spot.

Evidently, she was determined to eradicate Zhang Beixing at any cost!

"Master be careful! That’s the Nebula Race’s Taboo Technique, immensely powerful!"

Alina saw this and her face instantly changed.

She read descriptions of the Nine-Star Beads in the Ancient Texts.

If hit, there wouldn’t even be ashes left.

"Master, you definitely mustn’t take this strike head-on!"

Richard also shouted urgently, his voice choking.

He’d rather sacrifice his own life than risk the Master’s safety.

Yet, facing this unprecedented death blow,

Zhang Beixing remained unmoved, unafraid.