Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6532 Hanging by a Thread



Chapter 6532 Hanging by a Thread

That bronze cauldron, though only a projection, contained the Heaven Cauldron’s core energy. It carried a supreme law that rendered it virtually indestructible.

Yet, Yue Zifeng’s sword had still cleaved it apart, slicing Qian Jie with it. Qian Jie’s terrified eyes split along with his body, drifting apart as though time itself had been severed.

At this sight, everyone felt their souls shudder.

“Zifeng...!” Xia Chen shouted.

A talisman flashed from his hand. It wrapped around Yue Zifeng just as he started to fall from the sky.

Yue Zifeng’s black hair bleached to white in moments. That single sword strike had drained him utterly, stripping away all his energy. He had paid an unbearable price for a heaven-rending blow.

Yue Zifeng was the fourth captain of the Dragonblood Legion, and his offensive power had always been the highest of the Dragonblood Legion. Unfortunately, sword cultivators had two fatal weaknesses: fragile bodies and shallow energy reserves.

Perhaps this was the design of the Heavenly Daos. They granted sword cultivators unparalleled offensive might while denying them endurance and defensive prowess. Even someone as peerless as Yue Zifeng could not escape these drawbacks.

For years, Yue Zifeng had trained to compress and refine every shred of his energy, sharpening it to the extreme. His control over his power bordered on monstrous perfection. After all, for a sword cultivator, every bit of their energy was precious, so Yue Zifeng didn’t waste a single drop.

However, even with his level of control, he had still exhausted himself with this attack.

“Zifeng!”

The talisman carried Yue Zifeng like a blanket.

Seeing his eyes shut and his hair as white as snow, The Dragonblood warriors felt as though blades were twisting in their hearts. The cost he had paid was too great—so great that even his Sword Dao will was beginning to crumble.

Just then, a loud sound drew everyone’s attention. The cleaved Heaven Cauldron was slowly reforming. And even more shocking was that the two halves of Qian Jie’s body was merging back together.

“How is this possible?!” shouted one of the Dragonblood warriors.

Xia Chen immediately threw out a golden talisman that shot toward Qian Jie like a bolt of lightning.

BOOM!

However, the talisman was destroyed before it could even reach him.

At this moment, everyone’s expression turned ashen. If even Yue Zifeng’s sacrificial attack had failed to kill Qian Jie, who in this world could possibly stop him?

“You ants actually thought you could kill the item-slave I raised? So naive. Qian Jie carries a portion of my core energy. As long as I exist, none in this world can kill him!” the Heaven Cauldron shouted. “You insects have wasted too much of my time and too much of my power. Now, you will pay the price for your insolence!”

The heavens shuddered. A storm of wrathful heavenly might tore the laws of the world into chaos.

Qian Jie convulsed as his body fully regenerated beneath the Heaven Cauldron’s power.

But now, an alarming scar ran straight down the middle of his head—a reminder of Yue Zifeng’s sword that even the Heaven Cauldron could not entirely erase.

The Heaven Cauldron roared, “Kill them!”

BOOM!

The bronze cauldron above Qian Jie’s head unleashed divine light that enveloped him. With this supreme heavenly might, he charged toward the Dragonblood Legion.

“It’s over, the Dragonblood Legion is done for! Qian Jie has the Heaven Cauldron’s protection and basically an undying body! Unless someone could break the Heaven Cauldron, nothing can kill him!” shouted an expert from the nine heavens.

Although this expert had once fought the Dragonblood Legion for the Earth Cauldron, yet he desperately wished for their survival now.

Regrettably, because of the Earth Cauldron, Qian Jie became an undying monster. Perhaps the only one in the Dragonblood Legion who could slay him was Yue Zifeng.

However, Yue Zifeng was unconscious—maybe even dead. No one in the Dragonblood Legion was capable of stopping Qian Jie.

In front of a primal chaos divine item—even an incomplete one, everyone else was simply an ant. Even the greatest heavenly geniuses were only slightly larger ants to the Heaven Cauldron.

“Die!”

Qian Jie’s furious roar shook the heavens, and his face twisted with a feral ugliness. Had the Heaven Cauldron not intervened, Yue Zifeng’s sword would have slain him just like that.

Qian Jie had always been a peak heavenly genius. Even before becoming the Heaven Cauldron’s item-slave, he had stood as an unmatched powerhouse.

And after becoming an item-slave? He had become a monster without peers. Someone who could block an attack from him was as rare as a qilin horn.

But today, he had faced setback after setback at the hands of the Dragonblood Legion. He had even danced at the border of the Underworld.

Beneath his fury simmered a bone-deep fear.

He knew he could become the Heaven Cauldron’s item-slave because the Heaven Cauldron thought highly of his talent and potential. However, that also meant that if the Heaven Cauldron found someone else with greater talent or potential, then it would simply replace him.

The Heaven Cauldron could acknowledge only one item-slave, and their contract could not be undone unless one of them died. So, if the Earth Cauldron wanted a new servant, the old one had to be erased.

Seeing the unconscious Yue Zifeng, Qian Jie gritted his teeth. Heaven Dao runes swirled around his right arm, forming a layer of golden armor. With a snarl, he unleashed a punch that penetrated space.

Li Qi and Song Mingyuan exchanged a look. Then, they took a deep breath and formed a series of hand seals.

A giant shield rapidly condensed, only to shatter before it was fully formed.

Song Mingyuan and Li Qi turned pale. They had planned on throwing away their lives to condense their strongest shield against this attack, but Qian Jie’s fist contained the Heaven Cauldron’s supreme will. They did not even have a chance to condense their shield.

Gu Yang, Li Qi, and Song Mingyuan stepped forward, their expressions grim. If they couldn’t use divine abilities or magical arts, then only one option remained.

They could only use their bodies. Although it was rather foolish, it was the only thing they could do.

At that moment, a zither’s murderous note rang through the heavens. Then, a white ripple containing a sound blade sliced Qian Jie’s arm.

BOOM!

Huge waves exploded in the air. With a grunt, Qian Jie tumbled back into the distance.

“What?!”

Gasps erupted everywhere. Who could possibly deflect power backed by the Heaven Daos?

As the fading ripples peeled away, a violet-robed woman came into view, seated high in the sky. An ancient zither rested upon her knees.


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