Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

Gu Qinghan glanced deeply at Jiang Yining's back, then his white robes billowed as he bravely faced the Star Guards head-on.

Just as the two rushed out of the formation, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred high in the sky.

In the void, an extremely large phantom slowly emerged.

Protoss High Priest.

Without a single wasted word, the phantom raised its hand, and a destructive beam of star punishment light, a hundred times thicker than any of the previous star nails, crashed down from afar.

"BOOM—!!!"

The silver cross-shaped lock array collapsed on the spot.

The violent explosion tore the heavens and earth apart. The triple spatial rifts, like gigantic black maws, instantly swallowed everything around them.

The original rendezvous route to the Burial Star Tide Well was shattered into nothingness under the Star Punishment.

Directly in front, the Nine Nether Ice Flames transformed into a hundred-foot-high sea of ​​swords.

Gu Qinghan, his white robes stained with blood, slashed three times with his sword. The icy blue sword energy forcefully cleaved through the oncoming Locking Nails array. He didn't linger; with a horizontal swing of his sword, the sword energy reversed, forcibly dragging the fourteen silver-armored Star Guards in front of him into his own battle circle, leading them away from the hidden gate.

Left wing.

Ten thousand ghosts wept, and the eerie wind howled.

Yu Luofeng crushed an entire piece of top-grade Yin Spirit Stone with one hand, and the dense Mist of Ten Thousand Ghosts instantly spread, swallowing up the seven Star Guards who were trying to surround him. Despite his half-saint's broken body, he used his flesh and blood to smash open the edge of the formation, tearing out a hidden passage with only a breath's width for Jiang Yining.

The sounds of battle roared from behind.

Jiang Yining did not turn around.

Even with an energy storm behind her powerful enough to tear apart a Void Realm cultivator, she didn't even blink, her steps extremely steady.

"Moye, release the Blood Puppet."

Twelve puppets wrapped in the flesh and blood of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon were ejected from Mo Xie's storage box. Each of them had a lifelike wisp of feigned pregnancy energy hanging from its chest.

The blood puppets scattered and fled, instantly turning the Protoss detection array into a complete mess.

Three flight paths, four ley lines, and twelve identical false targets simultaneously exploded with signals on the star chart.

In mid-air, the chief judge's eyes, hidden behind his mask, were terrifyingly cold.

"Cancel pursuit. Form formation."

The remaining Judgment Shuttle ceased its attack. A massive cross-shaped star disk unfolded in the air, countless silver rays intertwining and forcibly compressing the entire space into a deadly grid.

The encirclement tightened rapidly, transforming from a point-to-point breakout into a comprehensive, all-encompassing hunt.

The hidden passageway vibrated violently under the pressure of the grid.

Jiang Yining stepped into the edge of the passage, but suddenly stopped half a step.

Gu Qinghan forced back three Star Guards with a single sword strike, his back just touching the other side of the passage. Before he could speak, Jiang Yining suddenly turned around and stood on tiptoe.

The cool fingertips brushed against the corner of his lips, wiping away the glaring crimson.

Gu Qinghan's body stiffened abruptly, his heart pounding in his chest. Even the hand gripping the sword trembled slightly.

Yu Luofeng, reeking of blood, retreated from the left flank and had just approached the passage when Jiang Yining grabbed his large palm.

Her fingernail lightly traced the lines of his palm, silently carrying away a wisp of dark red ghost blood.

In name, it is to use this last bit of essence to stabilize the fetal breathing.

But the soft touch that brushed against the corner of their lips, and the tingling sensation in their palms, were like an oil-soaked match, instantly igniting the nerves of both men.

The heaviness of parting just now was instantly burned away by anger and rage.

"Go, go back to the starting point." Jiang Yining raised an eyebrow slightly, her voice extremely soft.

She released her grip, turned, and disappeared into the hidden door.

Only two men with bloodshot eyes, their anger reaching its peak, remained, turning to face the starry sky.

Just as the coordinates of the hidden gate stabilized for the last half breath.

Unexpected changes occurred suddenly.

An extremely faint, sharp silver light evaded all perception and pierced through the void from a blind spot to the side and rear.

Piercing Star Nail.

Without a sound of anything cutting through the air, the star nail tore through the passage's defensive barrier and shot fiercely toward Jiang Yining's back.

"Ning'er!"

"Damn it!"

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng realized this at the same time and frantically tried to turn back.

That's too late.

In the critical moment, a red light flashed wildly in Moyeji's eyes. It suddenly took a step forward and, without hesitation, self-destructed its entire mechanical right arm.

The violent shockwave from the explosion forced Jiang Yining to deflect by half an inch.

"puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere. The star-shaped nail grazed her heart and pierced straight through the outside of Jiang Yining's right shoulder.

The immense destructive force slammed her deep into the tunnel.

The price of Mo Xie's self-destruction was that the already fragile coordinates of the Hidden Sect completely collapsed.

The spatial rift, like an enraged beast, bit through the entrance to the passage.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng's outstretched hands only grasped at empty air. A violent spatial turbulence surged outwards, forcibly pulling the two of them in two completely different directions.

Before their vision was torn apart, all they saw was that shocking splash of red.

Jiang Yining, clutching her bleeding right shoulder, plunged into the dark abyss along with the mangled Mo Xie.

The feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed my entire body.

The violent wind blades sliced ​​through her clothes and skin. She only had time to send out a broken message each using the Ghost Queen's Seal on her collarbone and the Jade Token of the Pill Tower at her waist.

A glimmer of light.

All contact was completely severed.

This is the fault line of the Ancient Burial Star Road. The spatial turbulence here is enough to tear an ordinary Void Realm cultivator into mincemeat.

Jiang Yining coughed up blood. A purple-gold light shone from her fingertips, and the life force of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree rapidly surged, forcibly sealing the penetrating wound in her right shoulder and expelling the rampant Star Spirit power from her body.

Apart from the howling of the turbulent water, there was no other sound around.

In the dead silence of darkness.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared at the edge of the horizon.

Jiang Yining squinted.

It was a black ship's lamp, emitting a faint, eerie light.

When the spatial turbulence encountered that point of light, it automatically parted to both sides.

A dilapidated ancient ship, its hull ravaged and covered in dark red seaweed, was silently and steadily approaching her against the raging currents.

There was no one on the bow of the ship.

Only that flickering black lamp seemed like an eye that had been waiting for a thousand years in the abyss.

He stared at her intently.