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Chapter 271 Starfall! Thunder! (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu carefully read through several books on poison, gaining a rudimentary understanding of the art of poison.

He then took out the storage bag he had obtained from a disciple of the Soul-Eating Poison Hall.

He probed the bag with his consciousness and examined it. He found spirit stones and some bottles and jars containing poisonous insects and poisons.

He didn't care too much. The powerful poisonous insects had already been killed by the blade, and what remained in his storage bag were just some ordinary insects, of little value.

Moreover, he has no intention of getting involved in the drug trade.

Even with his talent, his energy was not limitless.

The ways of ice and fire (yin and yang), the way of the sword, the way of the corpse, the formation, and body tempering have long exhausted his energy, and are enough to deal with all kinds of battles.

He doesn't need to add to his burdens, nor does he have the energy to get involved in anything more.

My consciousness bypassed the various clutter and finally found a dozen irregularly shaped stones in the corner.

He flipped his palm over.

A silver stone appeared in his palm.

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly clenched his five fingers, sensing the pure starlight within the stone, his eyes half-closed as he scanned his surroundings.

He looked at the silvery sea, then at the stone in his palm, and already had a guess in his mind.

"It's not a complete loss. These stones containing starlight can save a lot of time for spell training."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled.

He had to draw upon starlight before practicing the Yao Guang Xing Yi, but now he can skip that step.

Moreover, these silver stones are also good materials for refining weapons, which may be needed for future weapon forging.

Lost in thought, he poured out a dozen or so silver stones and placed them aside.

The hand holding the storage bag radiated a crimson-gold light.

bang~
In an instant, the storage bag collapsed, turning into ashes along with its contents.

Zhang Yuanzhu then continued to recover from his injuries.

At the same time, he took out a jade slip containing magical spells from his bosom and began to read it carefully.

He wasn't moving fast, just to get away from the battlefield.

As for his next plans, he intends to meet Ye Zhenchuan once he has fully recovered from his injuries, if the opportunity arises, to ask him some questions.

Of course, it would be even better if we could further improve our strength during this period.

but
'The Puppet Sect has lost three True Immortals in succession; the pursuit will undoubtedly intensify. We need to conceal our identities.'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself.

With the Golden Cloud Talisman concealing the secrets of heaven, he wasn't worried about being deduced; the trouble was the aura he exuded after making his move.

As he pondered, the young man's face began to blur, and the Xuanwu Nuo mask appeared, concealing his aura.

This Nuo mask, forged in the Black Corner Secret Realm, has never been revealed to the outside world, perfectly concealing his identity.

But it's not enough.

A thought.

The blood-stained robe was removed, and he put on a black robe in return.

Layers of sky-blue light bloomed, and ice flowers emerged from the flying boat.

"That should be enough!"

The young man chuckled softly.

Their magical attributes and attire are completely different, so they will not be discovered unless they reveal themselves.

These measures are merely a precaution.

As time passed, Zhang Yuanzhu's injuries recovered rapidly, and his aura grew stronger and stronger.

As night fell, it had fully recovered, and its eyes had returned to their original black and white color.

He put away the spell he had been studying, picked up the silver stone beside him, and placed it on his lap.

As the palm is raised, strands of starlight emanate from the stone, gathering at the fingertips and transforming into various shapes.

Finally, the starlight gradually thinned, like a layer of light gauze, fluttering between my fingers and palms, dazzling and dreamlike.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not finish his magical practice until the night was deep.

The young man slowly rose, went to the bow of the ship, looked down at the silver sea, and looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, dotted with stars.

He casually rested his arm on the hilt of the knife, admiring the beautiful scenery before him.

A sea breeze blew by, causing black hair to fly and black robes to flutter in the wind. It seemed as if there was only one boat and one person in the world.

Zhang Yuanzhu's tense mind relaxed, his mind was free of thoughts, and he simply gazed quietly at the bright moon.

Until night fell and the bright moon set in the west.

He then used the Bloodlight Pearl to track Ye Zhenchuan's approximate location and maneuvered his flying boat away at high speed.

From then on, he practiced his martial arts during the day and cultivated his magic at night, never slacking off for a single day.

Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuanzhu has arrived at the 21st day of the Star Sea.

He was still quite a distance from Ye Zhenchuan's approximate location.

At night, Zhang Yuanzhu stood at the bow of the boat, admiring the night view while practicing his magic.

"This is."

Zhang Yuanzhu's pupils contracted slightly.

He saw a shooting star streak across the sky and fall into the sea of ​​stars.

In an instant, the young man stopped his cultivation and stared intently at the direction where the shooting star had fallen.

This is a shooting star, and the starlight and star meaning it contains will be of great help to his cultivation of magic.

Not to mention a single star, which itself contains an abundance of spiritual objects.

At that moment, he was moved.

Without hesitation, his magical power surged, and he controlled the flying boat, traversing the sky.

Of course, Zhang Yuanzhu couldn't have been the only one to witness the falling star.

Rays of light shot into the sky, streaking across the night.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked helpless. He hadn't encountered any cultivators for more than half a month, but now they were all jumping out at once.

After a stick of incense.

Huang Yuzhou stopped, hovering high in the air, looking down ahead.

Above the sea of ​​stars, fragments of stars float.

It seems that some unknown energy is causing fragments of stars to float on the sea of ​​stars instead of sinking into the ocean.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

At this moment, many cultivators had gathered around, but no one dared to make the first move, all remaining vigilant about their surroundings.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked away, a grin spreading across his face.

A group of people who are hesitant and indecisive.

Hold the knife handle firmly with your hand.

Snapped!
With one step, it landed in the sea of ​​stars and reached out to grab the largest fragment of a star.

Without the slightest hesitation, it was domineering and forceful.

"Be bold!"

"Arrogant!!"

"Fellow Daoist, isn't this a bit too forceful?"

Dissatisfaction, murderous intent, or angry shouts.

Some people even attacked directly, heading straight for Zhang Yuanzhu.

Bang!

The Dragon-Trapping Blade was drawn from its sheath, and a sky-blue light emanated from the palm of the hand, instantly covering the blade.

He continued to grab at the fragments of starlight with one hand, while simultaneously slashing rapidly behind him with his sword.

The blade flashed sharply, carrying a chilling coldness.

The starry sea froze, the air solidified, and a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining was instantly beheaded.

The remains turned into ice crystals and fell into the sea of ​​stars.

The blade continued its relentless advance, slaying several cultivators before being shattered by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Zhang Yuanzhu had already collected the largest meteorite fragment.

He stood by the sea, holding a knife in one hand.

"There are many fragments of stars, but I only want this one."

"If you want to fight me to the death, come now!"

As the words fell, he boarded the flying boat and departed without a trace of lingering regret.

At the site where the star fell, the cultivators exchanged glances.

Boom!

They all swooped forward, employing every means at their disposal, to begin vying for the fragments.

Some cultivators, unwilling to accept defeat, chased after Zhang Yuanzhu, looking in the direction he had gone.

The fragment of the star that the other party took was too large, more than a quarter of the original size, far exceeding the size of these scattered fragments.

A massive warship remained stationary in the sky, refusing to engage in the contest.

On the deck, six men and women dressed in ancient Taoist robes gazed at the elderly man standing at the bow. From time to time, their gazes would fall to the starry sea.

"Uncle-Master, should we go and fight for it now?"

"The fragments of stars are limited, and the later the time goes on, the fiercer the competition becomes."

"Many powerful figures are on their way; Martial Uncle, we can't delay any longer."

They all came from Wuliang Palace. After the Three Altars Gathering, they came to this area for training under the guidance of their elders.

Faced with the prospect of a falling star, such an opportunity would naturally be tempting.

The old man, dressed in a purple Taoist robe and wearing a star-patterned Taoist crown, surveyed the battle raging on the sea.

"Alright, you all make your move together, and don't act alone."

"Us? You, Uncle-Master?"

One of the disciples looked puzzled and asked.

The old man turned to the side, gazing in the direction Zhang Yuanzhu had left, his eyes cold.

"A quarter of a star fragment—how could I possibly give such an opportunity to someone else?"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man transformed into lightning and vanished from the warship.

Six men and women were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Is it too late to hunt down that person?"

“Uncle-Master’s skill in Thunder Strike is quite profound. He is extremely fast and has formidable combat power. He will naturally arrive in time.”

They looked at each other.

No longer paying attention to their martial uncle, they walked side by side out of the warship and charged towards the starry sea.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the yellow jade boat, gazing at the fragments of stars that stretched more than ten feet in front of him, resembling a hill.

The fragments of stars were mostly dark, engraved with messy silver patterns, and rich starlight naturally overflowed, permeating the flying boat.

He reached out and gently stroked the shard, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Such a large quantity of spiritual objects is sufficient to forge spiritual artifacts.

Moreover, with this gain, spell cultivation will be much easier.

The young man pondered the various uses of the star fragments.

"what!"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly, and the starlight on the star fragments actually dimmed a little.

If he hadn't practiced magic related to starlight, he would never have discovered it.

With a light tap of his five fingers, array patterns were generated, blocking the starlight.

However, after a few breaths, the starlight diminished again, and even the silver patterns dimmed a little.

"It's not a reduction, it's a convergence inwards."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered, making his judgment.

A pair of deep, dark pupils pierced through the obstruction, peering directly into the interior of the star fragment.

boom!
Starlight!

Still starlight!!
The brilliant and dazzling starlight converged at the deepest part of the fragment, where a vague spiritual entity was being conceived.

'This is a spiritual object nurtured by the stars, likely the most precious item from a fallen star. Moreover, given the vast amount of starlight it gathers, its success is sure to be extraordinary.'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself, a smile playing on his lips.

With a wave of his hand, he collected the star fragments and steered the flying boat forward at an even faster speed.

However, his eyes soon turned cold and sharp.

There really are some cultivators who are oblivious to their own mortality.

Huang Yuzhou slowed down, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

A series of rainbow lights appeared behind them, rapidly approaching.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand, and one ice blade after another appeared, filling the surroundings.

A bone-chilling cold, mixed with a sharp edge, permeated the surroundings.

kill!

As the arm fell, countless ice blades shot out.

Sizzle! Crack! Ah!
The warship shattered, the rainbow light tore apart, and the magical artifacts were annihilated.

In an instant, blood poured down like a torrential rain, staining the sea of ​​stars crimson.

Cold and ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to vanish.

Zhang Yuanzhu was about to turn around again and steer the flying boat away.

He suddenly stopped and stared at the lightning that appeared on the horizon.

In the next instant, lightning appeared a hundred meters away.

He was an old man, exuding a powerful aura.

He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and a powerful cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment.

Zhang Yuanzhu's face took on a serious expression.

His arms hung naturally at his sides, and layers of sky-blue light shone forth, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

One after another, ice blades appeared, densely packed, filling the sky.

The young man and the old man faced off, neither speaking, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

An invisible gust of wind howled wildly as their forces collided, stirring up towering waves in the starry sea beneath their feet.

Boom!

A barrage of ice blades shot out, tearing through the sky, slicing through the sea, and leaving slash marks on the riverbed.
The young man took the initiative and broke the stalemate.

The old man remained indifferent, forming a hand seal, and bolts of lightning fell from the sky like long, azure spears.

Ice blades and lightning spears collided almost instantly.

Rumble! Crack!

The roar and the sound of breaking intertwined as ice blades and lightning spears clashed and annihilated each other.

The young man watched the stalemate in the attack and defense, then raised his arms and suddenly clasped them together.

Roar!
A piercing cry echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

The vast sea of ​​stars rolled back, converged, compressed, and then froze, transforming into a thousand-foot-long ice serpent.

The ice serpent was enormous, its scales lifelike, and its eyes were icy and chilling.

Fire Serpent! Ice Condensation!
The two magical arts that Zhang Yuanzhu initially practiced have once again blossomed in the world.

A three-thousand-meter-long ice serpent roared, shaking the heavens and earth.

It lay coiled in the sea of ​​stars, crashing forward with a deafening roar, causing air and seawater to explode together, and countless lightning spears were smashed into powder.

Undeterred, it charged towards the purple-robed old Taoist, carrying a shower of ice blades.

For the first time, emotion flickered across the old man's indifferent face, and he uttered a word of praise:
"Good spell, good to use."

A wrinkled hand reached out and pulled out a pale blue ruler that appeared between the fingers.

The old man took a step and then pulled his arm back.

prick!
The Thunder Ruler, like a spear, instantly tore through the ice blades and pierced the ice snake's head.

The enormous snake's body cracked open with fissure after fissure, and specks of ice crystals fell out.

Roar!
The ice serpent roared, the sea of ​​stars exploded, and a torrential downpour ensued.

All the cracks were repaired, and it crashed into the old man even more violently.

In the distance, Zhang Yuanzhu remained expressionless, his palm hand gestures shifting rapidly.

Ice blades appeared, ice spears materialized, and even hundreds of feet long ice snakes swarmed and attacked the old man.

His magical skills were no weaker than those in close combat. In the past, he only engaged in close combat when the enemy was too strong, and he could only rely on formations to pull the opponent to the same level as himself before killing them at close range.

However, even if it's troublesome, he is still confident that he can kill a Foundation Establishment Level 3 cultivator by relying on magic.

Moreover, the two are now in the ocean, which greatly enhances the power of ice-attribute spells, and even the consumption of mana is slowing down.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest had lost his initial composure.

Such a powerful spell forced him to retreat continuously, desperately shattering the ice snakes one by one.

"Who are you?"

The old Taoist priest growled.

A dazzling flash of lightning, accompanied by the thunder ruler striking down, obliterated most of the ice snakes.

However, after a few breaths, more ice snakes will swarm in to kill them.

The lightning rod was waved, and the azure lightning illuminated the sky, carrying the power of heaven and earth.

However, the formation of more ice crystals blocked all escape routes and extinguished the vast expanse of lightning.

The old Taoist priest was in a precarious situation, but he didn't think he was going to die.

He still has a trump card up his sleeve, which could allow him to turn the tables!

He can win!!

(End of this chapter)