Chapter 939: The Ninth Floor of the Star Tower

The cold wind howled, yet Ancestor Tianyu squinted his eyes, leisurely savoring his wine with an expression of pure enjoyment.

“All this old man wants is to drink a few more cups of wine, live a leisurely life, and mentor a few more disciples. But even that simple wish can’t be fulfilled. The Sacred Master wants to control the entire Chaos Void and turn me into his puppet? Absolute loyalty to him? What a madman! And those Destruction Demons keep spawning endlessly, making the situation worse and worse. Ah, what a headache, what a headache! Ancestor Wu, Ancestor Jie, Blade Emperor, and all those scheming in the shadows—why can’t you step up and take down the Sacred Master? Wouldn’t that free us all?” Ancestor Tianyu shook his head.

“Our lineage of Rule and Mystery has produced the Sword Master, who is far more formidable than I,” Ancestor Tianyu mused with a sigh. “And then there’s Dongbo Xueying, who excels in ultra-long-distance teleportation. He can rush to extinguish fires everywhere, providing immense help.”

Among the same tier of Nine-Layered Star Tower experts, those capable of ultra-long-distance teleportation are far more valuable!

In danger, they can escape in an instant. But if one isn’t skilled in it and has to rely on others for teleportation, the delay can be costly.

“This kid has started challenging the Star Tower,” Ancestor Tianyu chuckled, sipping his wine as he watched the scene unfold in the air before him—Dongbo Xueying entering the eighth layer of the Star Tower.

“I hope he can break through to the Nine-Layered Star Tower level in one go,” Ancestor Tianyu muttered, then laughed at himself. He knew that even though Dongbo Xueying was a prodigy, a Seventh-Layered Unity Realm existence with great potential to reach the Nine-Layered level, it usually required ample time for accumulation or rigorous trials.

“Perhaps a miracle will happen?” Ancestor Tianyu thought to himself. After witnessing the Sword Master’s miracle of becoming a Cosmic God through secluded cultivation, he was open to any possibility.

In the scene before him, Dongbo Xueying had already begun his battle.

…

**Star Tower, Eighth Layer.**

Like the Star Tower in Blade Emperor City, this space was a massive combat platform. Golden light surged from countless patterns on the platform’s surface, coalescing into a golden-armored Destruction Demon. This demon had over a hundred metallic braids, each distorting the surrounding void.

“A Chaos Realm cultivator from the Tai Xu Heavenly Palace? Newly ascended? I’ve never seen you before,” the golden-armored Destruction Demon said, its six eyes—arranged in three rows—constantly emitting golden light.

Behind Dongbo Xueying, a colossal fiery-red avian suddenly appeared, spreading its massive wings. Crimson currents spread out, enveloping the entire platform. The golden-armored Destruction Demon began swaying unsteadily, occasionally shaking its head violently or sinking into a daze.

“Rumors hold true—Destruction Demons are relatively weaker against illusions compared to normal cultivators. My Vermilion Nightmare Inheritance has reached the pinnacle of the Nine Transformations Realm, but its power is only equivalent to the Eighth Layer of the Star Tower. Against normal Eighth-Layer experts, it can only affect them, not decisively defeat them,” Dongbo Xueying mused.

But this Destruction Demon was clearly heavily affected, likely able to exert only 10-20% of its strength.

“Damn it, damn it!” The golden-armored demon kept shaking its head, struggling to stay lucid.

Unlike the Void Path, the Vermilion Nightmare Inheritance, combined with the crimson currents, was far more potent. It could continuously impose illusory worlds upon the target.

“Let’s test this.”

With a thought, a black flower bud emerged from the illusory world and manifested in reality, enveloping the golden-armored Destruction Demon—a six-petaled Destruction Flower. The demon felt itself trapped within the massive black bud and, in a desperate bid for clarity, threw a punch. The impact struck the flower as it began to bloom and self-destruct.

**Boom!** The destructive force left the demon’s body riddled with deep gashes.

“It can hurt him,” Dongbo Xueying noted. “But to win, a single six-petaled Destruction Flower might require multiple uses.”

“No point wasting time.”

“Three flowers!”

Dongbo Xueying decided to escalate.

Three six-petaled Destruction Flowers severely wounded the demon, nearly shattering its golden armor and revealing grotesque injuries. Yet its hundred metallic braids fused into its body, reinforcing it as golden light flowed across its form, rapidly healing the damage.

“Six flowers.”

**Boom—!**

Six six-petaled Destruction Flowers, layered like nesting blossoms, erupted in a cataclysmic explosion. The demon’s body was reduced to a tangle of metallic braids clinging to its bones. But once again, golden light surged, beginning the restoration process. Dongbo Xueying remained patient, allowing it to heal completely.

“Nine flowers.”

Nine six-petaled Destruction Flowers, stacked in layers, unleashed a terrifying force. If one flower merely wounded the demon, nine were beyond its endurance. Amidst the destruction, even its resilient braids were pulverized. This time, the golden light retreated into the platform below.

Victory was his.

“Nine flowers are enough for a one-strike win?” Dongbo Xueying nodded slightly.

…

Ancestor Tianyu watched the battle with a faint smile. “The flower technique Dongbo created has indeed evolved into something stronger. Nine flowers combined barely reach the peak of the Eighth Layer. Now, let’s see the Ninth Layer…”

…

Dongbo Xueying looked up at the massive vortex forming in the sky. Transforming into a streak of light, he soared into it, arriving at the final layer of the Star Tower—the Ninth Layer!

Before him stood a grand hall.

Inside, a throne loomed, occupied by a statue flanked by eight other statues—all resembling Destruction Demons. Yet they were mere gray sculptures, devoid of any aura.

The statue on the throne gazed through the hall’s entrance, locking eyes with Dongbo Xueying standing on the plaza outside.

“**Kill!**”

An intangible voice resonated throughout the Ninth Layer’s expanse, as if emanating from the statues or the very world itself.

**Whoosh—!**

Golden light ignited across the plaza’s patterned floor, converging at multiple points, each coalescing into a golden-armored Destruction Demon. Nine emerged—each distinct in form: towering, slender, seductive, or shrouded in shadows.

Their auras were uniformly stronger than the demon from the Eighth Layer.

“Only by annihilating them all can one be considered at the Nine-Layered Star Tower level,” Dongbo Xueying understood the challenge ahead. Success meant his combat prowess had reached Cosmic God tier—albeit the weakest among them, but still within that realm.

“Time to go all out.” His eyes burned with determination. The Eighth Layer had been trivial, but here, even the slightest lapse could be fatal.

“Another brat from the Tai Xu Heavenly Palace dares challenge the Ninth Layer?”

“Attack.”

“Kill him.”

The nine golden-armored Destruction Demons moved as one.

**Whoosh—!**

Dongbo Xueying vanished from the platform, showcasing his terrifying mastery over the Void.