"All disciples of the Cyan Cloud Sect, heed my command! Gather at Nebula Island!"
In the void, Ye Lan, the foremost True Inheritance disciple of the Cyan Cloud Sect, let out a sharp cry.
He was dressed in a dark blue, cloud-patterned Daoist Robe, standing atop a Seven-Star Treasure Sword. A single point of red cinnabar marked his brow; his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes radiated an air of righteousness.
As his voice faded, Ye Lan stood with his hands behind his back and transford into a brilliant rainbow of sword light, shooting toward the largest cyan island below in the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.
"We obey Senior Brother’s command!"
The three hundred Heaven Dao Foundation Establishnt Cultivators of the Cyan Cloud Sect shouted in unison.
They transford into streaks of indigo light, following close behind him.
On the other side, Liu Mobai, a prospective Demon Child of the Blood Demon Sword Sect, held an Ink-Bone Paper Fan. Dressed in a simple white robe, he looked like a modest gentleman, as gentle and refined as jade.
He didn’t look like a Demon Cultivator at all; instead, he resembled an elegant scholar of the Righteous Dao.
"How pretentious."
Liu Mobai’s voice was as gentle as a spring breeze and nurturing rain. With a crisp SNAP, he elegantly unfurled the exquisite Ink-Bone Paper Fan in his hand.
"Disciples of my Holy Sect, there’s no need to fuss over appearances or gather together."
"Just rember one thing: single out the disciples of the Cyan Cloud Sect—and kill them!"
BOOM!
Pitch-black Demonic Qi surged as Liu Mobai’s form shifted, and he shockingly transford into the spitting image of Ye Lan.
Then, a bloody light erupted from his body, coalescing into a sky-blotting hand of blood that instantly struck down and killed the slowest few Heaven Dao Foundation Establishnt Cultivators from the Cyan Cloud Sect.
In the process, it also enveloped the trajectories of seven or eight Star Orders!
"Sinful Demon, you’re courting death!"
Ye Lan’s expression changed drastically. With an enraged shout, the cinnabar mark on his brow flared with brilliant light, instantly tearing the massive blood-red hand to shreds.
However, with Liu Mobai causing such a disturbance, the three hundred Heaven Dao Foundation Establishnt Cultivators of the Blood Demon Sword Sect had already concealed their forms, transforming into Cyan Cloud Sect disciples and mixing into the crowd.
For a mont, it was impossible to tell them apart!
The once-clear lines between the Righteous and Demonic factions were instantly thrown into chaos.
No one knew if the person next to them was a fellow sect mber or a Demon Cultivator.
To snatch a nearby Star Order, they might have been fighting side-by-side one mont. The next, as a Star Order zipped past, the ’fellow sect mber’ beside them would suddenly unleash a surge of pitch-black Demonic Essence from their palm, blasting them with a vicious Demon Skill!
In an instant, spiritual light flashed, Demonic Qi churned, Magical Treasures clashed, and ghostly figures flickered nacingly.
Before the three thousand six hundred Purple Mansion Star Orders had even fully landed, the Cyan Cloud Sect had lost over five percent of its Heaven Dao Foundation Establishnt Cultivators!
"Damn it! What a despicable tactic!"
Ye Lan was so furious he ground his teeth, the sound echoing audibly. He gave up on gathering the Cyan Cloud Sect disciples and imdiately began to battle Liu Mobai in the void.
As if by design, most of the Star Orders fell into the areas most densely packed with Cultivators.
Severed limbs and torrents of blood fell into the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea, dyeing vast swathes of the greyish-white water red.
A giant, scale-covered hand suddenly shot out from the Demon Sea.
It snatched a stray Star Order and plunged deep into the Ruishui River, disappearing from sight.
"It’s an Ink-Scale King Flood Dragon... The East Sea Demon Race is here too!"
A Cultivator cried out in alarm.
Elsewhere, a shimring Purple Mansion Star Order was snatched away with a bizarre technique by a Southern Border Gu Race Cultivator shrouded in black mist.
His figure flickered and transford into a large cloud of illusory, deathly-pale moths, making it impossible to tell which were real as he fled into the depths of the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.
"It’s a Cultivator from the Dream Gu Race!" soone else exclaid in horror.
anwhile, at the edge of the chaotic battlefield, in an inconspicuous corner, more Human Dao Foundation Establishnt Cultivators, with auras only at the Foundation Establishnt Fourth and Fifth Level, locked their gazes on a faint, almost imperceptible point of purplish-gold light beneath the sea’s surface.
’No need to rush. First, I’ll confirm the direction of the Star Order, then report it to the senior brothers in the sect.’
The Foundation Establishnt Chaos War occurred once every hundred years and would only end after all 3,600 Star Orders had been claid.
It could last for an extrely long ti. The longest one on record even lasted for ten years. Even if you managed to snatch a Star Order now, it would all be for nothing if you couldn’t hold onto it.
...
"So, it’s not enough to just get a Star Order. In the end, you also have to place it on an island designated for your faction?"
In a hidden corner, Qin Xuan withdrew the Spiritual Sense Jade Tube.
’Looks like... there’s going to be a final, decisive battle!’
His figure moved like a ghost as he casually stabbed and killed a naless Righteous Cultivator with a lean face and a Cultivation at the Foundation Establishnt Fourth Level.
"You... you’re a Demon Cultivator?"
The Cultivator’s eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. In his despair, he instantly dissolved into a pile of gleaming white bones.
Qin Xuan grinned.
He collected the man’s skeleton into his Storage Ring, then pulled the man’s soul into his Soul-devouring Banner.
"Done. First Star Order acquired!"
The Purple Mansion Star Order was cool to the touch and emitted a faint, deep-purple starlight. It shimred with an iridescent glow, a truly beautiful sight.
Wait, this coolness...
Qin Xuan’s eyes suddenly lit up.
The faint purple starlight it emitted actually seed to be able to boost his Cultivation!
After snatching a Star Order amidst the chaos, Qin Xuan summoned a Bone Boat. Braving the corrosion of the Ruishui River, he headed straight for a small island in a remote corner.
Before their departure, the Holy Sect had given each Incense Master three specific items.
A Spiritual Sense Jade Tube containing information about the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.
A Bone Boat that could resist the Spirit-Eroding Spirit Weak Water.
And a Star Map Token specifically used to display the locations of fellow sect mbers.
CRACK!
With a crisp sound, Qin Xuan crushed the Star Map Token that showed locations, turning it to dust that slipped through his fingers.
’What a joke.’
’We’re all Demon Cultivators who specialize in backstabbing, and you give us a Token that reveals our positions?’
’Are you trying to say there aren’t enough fellow sect mbers in my Soul Banner?’
After landing on the small island, Qin Xuan began the Refinent of the starlight while looking up to enjoy the show.
’As expected of the Holy Sect’s finest Incense Masters. Every last one of them is a cunning old fox!’
He discovered that it wasn’t just him; almost all the Demon Cultivators had concealed their auras and Cultivation, and had altered their appearances and forms.
Even Qin Xuan found it difficult to tell them apart for a mont.
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