How powerful is the reincarnation of a Star Lord?
Wu Ming has witnessed a great deal. Based on his observations, if it’s one of the Three Malefic Stars—Qisha, Pojun, or Tanlang—or even a major star like Wenqu or Wuqu, then their power is truly extraordinary.
Essentially, as long as a wisp of starlight encircles the body, one gains special talents in the area governed by that star, surpassing ordinary people by a head!
Speaking of martial stars, a great killer star like Pojun, with starlight encircling the body and at its peak, receives stellar blessings and is no less than a Level One martial artist!
Revealing one’s innate star mark elevates one to Level Two. If one is willing to work hard and acquires a true cultivation method, diligently training, one might aspire to reach Level Three as a Grand Master!
As for the ultimate Star True Fate, there lies the potential to enter the Saintly Realm at Level Four!
Take Xu Zongwu, renowned for both literary and martial prowess; he himself is at the peak of a Martial Saint. If amidst a great army, combining with the mystic arts of the Strategists, and gathering the battle aura of a million soldiers into one body, even an Earth Immortal would have to retreat!
Guo Zihe, the general of the Three Malefic Stars, though his martial arts have not yet reached their pinnacle in this lifetime, with the full blessing of the stars, his destructive power can directly attain Level Four!
If surrounded by a hundred elite soldiers and archers, Wu Ming in single combat might even find himself at a disadvantage! Hence, at the beginning, he resorted to trickery to disable the Greedy Wolf General first.
By severing the star force support, Guo Zihe immediately dropped a level. At Level Three, confronting Wu Ming’s Qisha Gourd, he naturally gained no advantage and, in a single clash, had his tendons pierced and became a cripple!
“Hmm? Just a mere chaotic star talisman, even with my Heavenly Master’s power enhancing it, yet it so easily severed Pojun’s star force…”
Wu Ming gazed at Guo Zihe, who lay unconscious on the ground, his eyes gleaming with sharp insight: “Could it be that the heavenly mandate has truly ended, and capturing him is indeed in accordance with the will of Heaven?”
As a Heavenly Master, his perception of heavenly omens was growing ever clearer.
Wu Ming possessed the Celestial Eye technique, making this even more so. He observed that although the three generals’ lifeforce was waning, their time of death had not yet arrived!
“They may be captured but not killed! That is their current heavenly fate… Of course, if I insist on killing them, it’s not impossible, but it would bring some minor trouble, incurring heavenly wrath and increasing calamities… However, while ordinary people would fear this, why should I be afraid?”
If one only lived in a single world, such consequences would indeed be terrifying—even a Jade Clarity Daoist would dare not provoke them.
But as a Reincarnator, Wu Ming long ago lost his original fate, his heavenly signs confused. In other words, he was one of the greatest “variables” across all the Ten Thousand Realms, just like Huang Ying and Li Xiuyun!
Therefore, he naturally held little reverence for the heavenly will of this late Shang Dynasty, and the influence this world could exert upon him was far less than on native beings, granting him significant autonomy!
“These three generals’ lives are not yet forfeit—could it be they still have great responsibilities in the future?”
However, this revelation caused Wu Ming to fall into deep contemplation: “After all, these three killing stars were originally supposed to be rebels, yet they became pillars of the Shang Dynasty, suppressing rebel kings. The variables involved here are far too great…”
“True Lord!”
At some point, Ruan Zhiyu had approached Wu Ming, bowing deeply and sincerely: “Please, True Lord, lend your strength to assist the others!”
“Hmm… Practicing something akin to Esoteric Buddhism, possessing a bit of perception ability, but that’s about it…”
Wu Ming cast a slight glance, causing Ruan Zhiyu to feel as if she were completely naked, stripped bare, involuntarily lowering her head, her cheeks blushing red, spreading even to her pale neck, secretly thinking:
“Too… terrifying! This person’s gaze seems to penetrate heaven and earth, seeing straight into one’s heart… Could he really be a Reincarnator?!”
Even now, she still couldn’t discern Wu Ming’s true depth, feeling as though he were shrouded in layers of mist.
Yet Wu Ming still maintained his unfathomable demeanor, turning his gaze to another battlefield.
“Big Brother!”
The Qisha General roared repeatedly, witnessing Guo Zihe fall, his life uncertain, further igniting his savage nature!
Boom!
Within the starry expanse, an ominous star shone even brighter, emitting a radiant glow, transforming into thick Qisha star energy descending.
“Ha! Star Blessing Activated! White Tiger Qisha Style!”
Suddenly, the Qisha General’s star energy became extremely dense, even igniting fiercely!
In this life-or-death moment, he received full support from the Qisha Star, not only breaking through powerfully but seemingly awakening memories from past Qisha Star Lords, unleashing an ancient mystic art!
The axe blade flickered, forming seven beams of light, merging violently with his fate and official rank’s fortune, sweeping in all directions.
Puh!
Li Zizai was the first to falter, his spear snapping, spitting blood as he retreated.
“Ahh… Purple Radiance Evil God! Protect my True Form!”
Before Xinxin Tongzi, the phantom of an evil deity emerged, spreading its arms to form an impenetrable defense. Yet, it was shattered by seven radiant beams. His old chest wound reopened as he let out a piercing scream, transforming into a violet flame before fleeing in terror.
“Villain! I’ll kill you!”
In an instant, two fell in succession. The Qisha General roared, charging toward Wu Ming like a small mountain.
“It’s useless!”
Yet Wu Ming’s face bore a look of pity: “Even if you receive full support from the Qisha Star, can you rival ‘Heaven’ itself?”
Since the great change in Shengjing, the heavenly omens had become increasingly clear. Wu Ming could even sense that anyone opposing the Shang Dynasty, whether rebel kings or others, had gained a slight increase in fortune.
Conversely, the fortunes of the Shang generals were waning one by one, leading him to a realization.
“How could Heaven allow a dynasty bearing a single surname to last forever? King Jie of Shang forging twelve golden statues to suppress the nation’s fate—it was already defying Heaven!”
“This seems to be nearing ultimate success, hence the heavenly retribution grows ever more terrifying?”
Wu Ming gained sudden clarity. With a wave of his hand, five streams of black qi emerged, even forming a sky-covering curtain to block star energy. Amidst ghostly laughter, a giant black hand appeared, violently shaking the star pillar: “Five Ghosts as One, forming the Heaven Curtain! Sealing Seal, shaking the Qisha Star!”
“Jiejie!!”
A skeleton spirit, its bones as white as jade, laughing eerily, lunged forth, opening a mouth with forty teeth, biting down fiercely on the axe.
Creak! The axe, forged from a hundred refinings of steel, immediately bore a noticeable notch!
After several more bites, the skeleton spat forth black qi, piercing violently through the Qisha General’s chest.
Puh!
A gaping hole appeared in his chest. With a scream, he collapsed like a small mountain.
Not only that, having most of his essence drained by the skeleton spirit, the Qisha General’s mighty physique instantly withered, becoming a frail dwarf, his breath faint.
Wu Ming flicked his finger again, three black ropes binding the Pojun, Qisha, and Tanlang Generals before him.
“Hmm… All three evil stars collected. I wonder if I can summon the Dragon King…”
Wu Ming felt a bit awkward inwardly, then glanced toward the cliff.
On the cliff platform, everything was in chaos. The only survivors were two rebel kings, plus a few others like Li Zizai and Ruan Zhiyu. The skeleton spirit joyfully flew among the remnants of the Shang soldiers, devouring flesh and essence, feasting happily.
“Xinxin Tongzi escaped… actually daring to jump off the cliff. Truly fearless…”
Wu Ming stroked his chin: “It seems this Blood Oath Alliance really has issues. However, these remaining two reincarnators clearly aren’t from the Blood Oath Alliance!”
He had a premonition. This time, unless the enemy had misjudged his strength and mission, this would have been a deadly trap!
Setting aside the three Star Lords, if a single volley of arrows had come, and Han Hulin, whom Wu Ming was meant to protect, had been among them, according to mission regulations, he would certainly have been executed.
“Could it really have been the Blood Oath Alliance Master’s trap? Yet it doesn’t seem so, after all… those previous elders—were they specifically sent to die?”
Standing on the cliff’s edge, Wu Ming used his Heavenly Eye to observe the aura, frowning again.
“You two seem to carry great secrets…”
Turning around, he looked toward Li Zizai and Ruan Zhiyu: “Unknown to me, what is your relationship with that Xinxin Tongzi just now?”
“This…”
Li Zizai’s facial muscles twitched, clearly uncertain how to respond. Finally, he said: “We merely met by chance, sharing a boat in the same storm—that’s all!”
This half-answer, half-hint, was his cleverness.
If Wu Ming were a Reincarnator, naturally he would understand the implication. If a native, it would be harmless.
“Oh!”
Wu Ming didn’t even glance at the two remaining rebel kings, instead approaching Guo Zihe and the three generals: “These three are of great use to this Daoist. I intend to take them all. Do you have any objections?”
“Not at all!”
Li Zizai quickly waved his hands, knowing full well that anyone who opposed this would be eliminated by the Three Mao True Lord. Naturally, he wouldn’t gamble his life over such a matter.
Although these three Star Lords made his heart race with greed—they would be sufficient to forge several Strategist artifacts.
“Tsk tsk… These are three Star True Fates! If all were sacrificed together, one could even forge a divine artifact!”
Li Zizai exchanged glances with Ruan Zhiyu, glancing at the two rebel kings beside them, secretly sighing in distress: “We’re done! We forgot that Maoshan Dao specializes in blood refining. If they set their sights on these two rebel kings’ fates and fortunes, what then?”
The scene of the rebel kings’ deaths, mission failure, and the Reincarnators’ subsequent erasure still fresh in their minds, they naturally dared not act recklessly.
Buzzzz!
Just then, a sound of vibrating wings echoed, making Li Zizai’s expression change.
“It’s the Gu insects!”
Ruan Zhiyu’s face turned pale, crying out: “They’re all around us, countless in number…”
Wu Ming stood alone at the cliff’s edge, still able to see a layer of blackness rising from the cliff’s base, silently mourning for Xinxin Tongzi, who had escaped by jumping.
“A trap? So it truly is an ultimate killing formation… I wonder if Xinxin Tongzi managed to escape?”
Buzzzz!
The sound of vibrating wings grew louder, faintly accompanied by the rustling of insects devouring vegetation, steadily approaching from the cliff.
“Guzi! No need for pretense. Come out!”
Wu Ming’s eyes flickered, fixing his gaze intently on one spot as he calmly stated, “You’ve aligned yourself with the Shang Dynasty, hoping to save them? It appears you haven’t learned your lesson from losing two of your Gu last time!”
“Jiejie…”
A distant voice, dry and raspy, mixed with insect sounds, drifted from that direction: “So it was you who destroyed my little treasures last time? Good! Very good! Old grudges and new debts—this time, we’ll settle everything together!”
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