Moo!!!
A deep, ancient bellow of a bull echoed from the black coffin, surging towards the thunderclouds and the earth.
The Sky Dragon and Earth Tiger's eyes flashed like lightning as they turned their heads, a look of shock in their eyes.
A large black bull, its body shrouded in death energy, emerged from the black coffin, surrounded by an aura of death and formations, as if it were the embodiment of death and arrays.
Though its body was small, it was impossible to ignore it no matter where you were.
"Young master..."
"This black bull..."
The shock in the eyes of the Sky Dragon and Earth Tiger grew more intense, as if they had seen a creature beyond their understanding, their voices trembling slightly.
The shadowy man smiled faintly, "Fellow Daoist Black Bull, we mean no harm. Our descent technique cannot last long; we were drawn here by the crisis of our true bodies. This may be our last meeting."
His voice was ethereal, almost forgettable once spoken.
Moreover, the invading cultivators and their warships were annihilated in an instant, turned to ash with no trace left.
Even their soul imprints were severed, leaving them with no chance of revival, regardless of their methods.
Especially the leading Unity phase cultivator, who didn't realize until his death how he had provoked such a terrifying being of great mana...
Even in his final moments, he wondered if they had come to the wrong place. Was this Trash Island?!
The primordial spirit of the Black Bull exhaled death energy slowly, nodding slightly, its eyes filled with resolute anger.
Yet this anger seemed not to stem from the current scene but from its true body!
Mo Fuyang transformed into a divine light of the Five Elements, standing firmly beside the Black Bull.
Though his heart was filled with shock and fear, his expression remained unchanged.
He spoke with a rich voice, "Senior Black Bull, the crisis on Trash Island has been resolved. Master Dao has begun erasing all memories, though it seems he cannot affect those who cultivate the Five Elements immortal path."
The Black Bull stood on two legs, a large black coffin beside it, scanning the surroundings.
Especially the members of the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan who had fallen into the sea, its eyes filled with a violent desire to kill!
The Black Bull was visibly agitated, writing a word in a small booklet for Mo Fuyang to see: "Wait."
"Yes!" Mo Fuyang bowed solemnly, knowing the factory owner was in big trouble.
But they couldn't add to the chaos now; Trash Island was a mess that needed his temporary management.
The Black Bull's primordial spirit stood rigidly, guarding Trash Island without making a sound.
Mo Fuyang quietly observed the grandeur of it all, his gaze steady and resolute.
The future achievements of the Dao Ancestor would surely surpass theirs, reigning supreme over all heavens!
…
Half an hour earlier.
Desolate island.
The battlefield of Chen Xun and Mo Ye Han.
Here, the energy was violently turbulent, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and torrential rain poured as the two figures clashed endlessly.
Yet it seemed they both held back, not using the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon!
Bang! Bang!
The resounding booms echoed in the sky, and Mo Ye Han grew more valiant with each battle.
His spells rained down on Chen Xun like a storm, even employing divine sense attacks.
However, Chen Xun was not without defenses, as a dark gray storm swept across, unleashing the power of destruction!
"Brother Chen, impressive!"
"Haha, Brother Ye Han's physical strength is truly formidable!"
Chen Xun and Mo Ye Han laughed heartily, their duel exhilarating, a match of equals, not for life and death, but to freely display their skills.
Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded in the sky, and the two separated instantly, both frowning.
Mo Ye Han's gaze turned icy, suddenly looking in a direction, speaking coldly, "Brother Chen, someone is approaching our duel site, how bold!"
His words carried anger, a sense of being interrupted at the height of excitement, and he even sensed the Flood Dragon clan of the Eight Veins heading this way.
"Haha, it seems our activities have caught the attention of some beings."
Chen Xun smiled faintly, resting the Mountain-axing axe on his shoulder, "But it seems they're chasing someone. We shouldn't linger here, lest we get caught up in trouble."
Despite his words, he was slightly puzzled.
He had scouted this place with Bull and the others for a long time; it couldn't be a coincidence that someone just happened to come here.
Mo Ye Han snorted coldly, "Brother Chen, no worries, just a group of Flood Dragons. I want to see how they explain interrupting my fun!"
Buzz!
A golden ancient spear stood in mid-air, Mo Ye Han standing with his hands behind his back, exuding a cold and profound aura.
He was ready to confront these beings.
The phenomenon they caused covered thousands of miles, and yet they dared to come here. It wasn't unintentional; it was deliberate!
Chen Xun shook his head with a faint smile, knowing Mo Ye Han had quite a background.
Not that he could walk sideways in the Mengmu Sea Region, but anyone of note had heard of him.
However, as he smiled, his expression suddenly stiffened, his pupils dilating, his heart surging with countless emotions, even the hand holding the Mountain-axing axe trembled slightly.
"Brother Chen?" Mo Ye Han furrowed his brow, unsure why Chen Xun was acting this way.
It was just a group of Void Refinement phase Flood Dragons; his background wasn't afraid of this clan.
Chen Xun's pupils trembled continuously, even the mark between his brows emitted a faint glow. Was it them... the people from the small boundary...
Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes turning red.
No one knew the torment he endured day and night for hundreds of years, the destruction of the boundary, and he still couldn't be sure if anyone had escaped.
Even if one or two escaped, encountering them would be a great salvation for him. He never felt worthy of the title of boundary pioneer.
He could do nothing, unable to save the small boundary, not even protect a single person...
Chen Xun let out a hoarse low growl, his gaze fixed on the distance.
Thick death energy emanated from the mark between his brows, slowly turning his white robe black.
"Brother Chen?!!"
Mo Ye Han suddenly shouted in shock, a terrifying sense of unease emanating from the heavens and earth. What was happening to him?!!
After speaking, he retreated thousands of feet in the air, his eyes filled with astonishment.
The escaping death energy filled him with an unprecedented feeling—fear!
In the distance.
Black Bull and Little Chi also rose slowly, stepping forward.
Their gazes turned deep and sharp, remaining silent, but their bodies surged with immense mana.
There... were people from the small boundary fleeing, and the leader, they were familiar with, Meng Sheng, and even the people beside him, Yu Chen and others...
"Second brother... fourth brother..." Little Crane was startled, looking at their backs. She didn't know these people, but she seemed to sense something, falling silent immediately after speaking.
Suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed from afar.
"The Xuanwei Celestial Palace is capturing wanted cultivators, surrounding cultivators retreat!"
"Three breaths' time, leave immediately, or face the same punishment!"
"Capture the leader, kill the rest!"
…
Cold, chilling voices came from afar, and the figures of the Flood Dragons of the Eight Veins appeared in the sky, all exuding unmatched killing intent. This was their end.
Meng Sheng and the others were chilled to the bone by these words, quickly skimming across the sky without a word.
His eyes turned blood-red, these Void Refinement cultivators were too fast...
However.
Meng Sheng, leading at the front, suddenly froze, like a piece of wood, staring at that figure in the distance, his body trembling.
"Meng Sheng, go!"
"What are you doing? Go!!"
"Run!!"
…
Everyone shouted, their eyes filled with confusion as they looked at the suddenly stunned Meng Sheng.
In just a moment, the pursuing Flood Dragons of the Eight Veins were getting closer, the immense sound of breaking through the air already reaching their ears.
Meng Sheng ignored the voices around him, his eyes red, slowly removing his black robe, bowing with a trembling voice, "Se... Senior."
Everyone was shocked, simultaneously looking into the distance, where a black-clad man stood, his gaze also on them, as if a thousand words were spoken in his eyes.
Yu Chen suddenly looked up, recalling some things Meng Sheng had told him, looking into the distance, murmuring, "Could this be the boundary... pioneer..."
Everyone's bodies shook upon hearing this, their panicked expressions gradually becoming complex.
Countless emotions were revealed in their eyes, as if they had seen the predecessors of the boundary who sacrificed themselves.
At this moment, a cold, icy voice interrupted everyone's thoughts, "Kill!"
"Who dares to touch the people of my boundary!"
Boom!
Suddenly, a vast voice exploded like thunder, instantly robbing everyone of their ability to think.
A black-clad man spoke abruptly, causing the heavens and earth to change color, as he raised a hand to the sky, endless qi of the Five Elements rolling in.
Crack!
The firmament suddenly erupted with a sound of heaven collapsing, a terrifying rift slowly unfolding, the entire sky turning fiery red, exuding an overwhelming might.
A fireball, like a star, was slowly descending from the torn starry sky!
As it appeared, the surrounding sea was evaporating, emitting a piercing shriek.
Even the surrounding heavenly energy was rapidly annihilated, rings of death light enveloping the world, carrying an aura of destruction!
Mo Ye Han's features twisted grotesquely, even falling from the sky, inexplicably feeling a sense of falling into the mortal world, the surrounding energy disappearing, unable to be mobilized!
Buzz—
At this moment, a pair of cold eyes slowly opened, appearing in the heavens, overlooking all the Void Refinement phase Flood Dragons.
The energy meridians of everyone in the surrounding world were, at this moment... severed by the immortal eyes of the Five Elements!
The catastrophic spell of destruction—Starfall.
