Chapter 251: Frenzied Duel

“Here?” Zhou Chuanqian, hearing a sound, asked.

“Yes.” Zhou Yao was unusually respectful today, dressed neatly in martial arts attire.

“Sit down.” Zhou Chuanqian gestured for Zhou Yao to sit before him. “Yao’er, our Zhou family has always been small, with only you as the heir. I have always regarded you as my only relative, my only son.”

“Uncle.” Zhou Yao’s voice trembled.

“Now is a critical moment for our Zhou family, and also for the Ten Sword Flow. Originally, I planned to leave with the Starlight Circus to avoid this disaster.

Who would have thought you would be swayed by that enchantress and insist on challenging others.

“It was my mistake, I was too impulsive.”

Zhou Chuanqian wearily waved his hand. “But you must think—if what Yaoji wants is for Yang Hao to lose everything, your life is not her concern. Even if she sets traps, Yang Hao might still kill you first. Then Yaiji might benefit, but our Zhou family would become extinct, wouldn’t it?”

Zhou Yao was shocked, finally realizing the truth. With his current strength, he couldn’t compete with Yang Hao at all; even if Ling came, he would still face certain death. Ultimately, even if Yang Hao was restrained by Yao Ji’s plan, he might still kill him out of anger, leaving Zhou Yao with nothing.

“What should I do?” Zhou Yao panicked, stood up abruptly, knocking over several candles.

Zhou Chuanqian sighed. This nephew was truly not up to the task, always acting impulsively. But the Zhou family had no one else left; if he didn’t rely on him, who else could he rely on?

Zhou Chuanqian looked up at the sky again, at his own constellation, Guxuan Star, which emitted an eerie glow.

“Now, we can only boost your strength to the maximum, even surpassing Yang Hao, to ensure survival and possibly victory.”

“Surpass Yang Hao?” Zhou Yao was stunned. Yang Hao’s current strength was unfathomable, reportedly even the elders couldn’t match him, while Zhou Yao himself had mediocre skills.

After being severely injured by Yang Hao, he had regressed a thousand miles, never to recover.

“Our Zhou family has inherited a remarkable technique that even the Senate cannot acquire. This was secretly passed down by the至尊 to honor our ancestors,” Zhou Chuanqian revealed the ultimate secret of the Starlight Circus. “As long as this technique is employed, even the most ordinary swordsman can instantly become a top-tier expert.”

“Really!” Zhou Yao’s joy was indescribable. He just couldn’t understand why his uncle had waited so long to reveal such a wonderful technique.

Zhou Chuanqian smiled bitterly: “This great technique is called ‘Moving Stars into the Palace,’ merging the power of two stars into one, and transforming the strength of two people into one.”

“That is…?” Zhou Yao suddenly felt uneasy.

“For example, I can transfer my Guxuan power into your Ziwei Palace. Once successful, you will immediately possess the strength of a peak Shengyu.”

“What about you, Uncle?” Zhou Yao asked.

“Moving Stars into the Palace is a sinister technique, a great evil technique. Once used, I will die immediately and be unable to reincarnate forever.” Zhou Chuanqian sighed.

Zhou Yao was stunned. He stood still for a while, then looked up at the sky. Naturally, he could recognize his own Ziwei Star, which was now in serious danger. The foreign star representing Yang Hao was ready to break into the palace at any moment. Thinking about the upcoming duel and his position in the empire, Zhou Yao suddenly knelt before Zhou Chuanqian: “Please, Uncle, make it happen.”

Zhou Chuanqian remained silent, smiling bitterly.

“Please, Uncle, make it happen!” Zhou Yao gritted his teeth. “After it’s done, I will worship you as my father. I will make the Zhou family flourish and never lose to Yang Hao.”

“You are the only blood of the Zhou family; of course I will make this happen for you,” Zhou Chuanqian said, already with a blank expression. “After you obtain my power, you will also become a peak Holy Domain expert. As long as you intentionally hold back and don’t reveal this strength, Yang Hao won’t be wary of you. Then, with one decisive strike, even if Yang Hao possesses more techniques, he will ultimately die by your hand.”

“Yes!” Zhou Yao’s eyes sparkled, staring at his aging uncle like a wolf eyeing its prey.

In this night destined to be restless, the light in the circus tent shone all night long, like a brilliant starlight of life and death, flowing slowly with countless sorrows and ambitions.

Just like the tears on the faces of the circus members outside the tent, slowly flowing.

This night marked the first transfer of Holy Domain power in the history of the empire. A new Holy Domain expert had quietly been born in the darkness.

Princess Xianlan appeared on Elder Mountain in the dead of night. As an important member of the royal family, it was quite intriguing that she could freely enter and exit Elder Mountain during such a critical time.

However, Xianlan’s visit to Elder Mountain was not to see the elders, but to enter a secluded room to visit her “good sister.”

“Ziyan!” Xianlan affectionately called as she entered the room.

Indeed, Ling Ziyan was sitting in the room, crying at the window before Princess Xianlan entered.

Ling Ziyan was dressed in a pink maternity dress, and judging from the size of her belly, she was very far along in her pregnancy. This spy, carefully cultivated by the Senate, was carrying Yang Hao’s child and shedding tears for him daily, which was indeed ironic.

Ling Ziyan, without any makeup, although not as beautiful as Xianlan, still had a natural charm in her eyes and brows that no one else could match.

“Xianlan!” Ling Ziyan was overjoyed at the sight of the princess, quickly getting up and grabbing her hand.

“Quickly sit down.” Xianlan scolded gently, “If something happens to the baby, I won’t be able to take responsibility.”

“This little thing, I wish I could just get rid of it.” Ling Ziyan pretended to hit her belly but ended up gently caressing it.

“Master Rongli has been very kind to you, enduring pressure from other executives without harming you or the child.” Xianlan said with envy.

“Ah…” Ling Ziyan sighed, her sorrow returning to her eyebrows.

“I saw Yang Hao.” Xianlan suddenly whispered as she leaned closer.

“Really!” Ling Ziyan exclaimed with surprise, then deliberately lowered her voice, “How has he been lately? I haven’t received any news from here. Did you tell him about me? Did he say he would come to find me?”

This string of questions left Xianlan unsure whether to answer or not. She sighed softly and shook her head in sorrow.

“Why?” Ling Ziyan asked, “Didn’t you tell him?”

“I did.” Xianlan’s eyes flickered with a line of hatred that was hard to grasp. “But Yang Hao didn’t care at all. He’s now the western governor, and he’s holding more than ten sword groups. In his heart, there’s probably no room for you anymore.”

Ling Ziyan was shocked, and her entire demeanor collapsed. Her hands, which were stroking her belly, began to tremble slightly. The current Ling Ziyan was no longer the boss of the Flying Star Sea, but Yang Hao’s woman, carrying his child. She had been confined by the elders and couldn’t receive any outside news, and the only person she could see was Princess Xianlan. Ling Ziyan’s greatest hope was that Yang Hao would come to take her away.

From Xianlan’s mouth, Ling Ziyan heard that Yang Hao had come to the capital and was gradually rising in rank, with the Dan Ding Sect growing larger and larger. Ling Ziyan thought that the day Yang Hao would come to take her away was already near.

Xianlan seemed to feel that her words were not cruel enough, so she added another sentence:

“Judging from Yang Hao’s appearance, he and Kan Ling are living a sweet life together. He probably forgot about you long ago. Even if someone mentions you, he won’t care.”

Ling Ziyan’s tears immediately fell down, like pear blossoms in the rain.

Xianlan was flustered and took out her handkerchief to wipe her tears: “Don’t cry, don’t cry. Why are you crying? I shouldn’t have told you in the first place.”

“Xianlan…” Ling Ziyan cried, “What should I do? What should I do? I want to see him. I really want to see him.”

Princess Xianlan’s lips curved into a smile: “Isn’t it just that you want to see him? I have a way. In a few days, there will be a gathering between Yang Hao and the Ten Sword Flow. I will take you out to see him from a distance.”

“Really!” Ling Ziyan’s tears turned to laughter, but she was worried, “The elders probably won’t let me go out.”

“I will talk to the elders.” Xianlan looked like a good person, “But you have to promise me that you will listen to everything I say. Just take a distant look and don’t provoke him.”

“I know, I know!” Ling Ziyan clasped her chest with both hands, full of anticipation. “I will listen to you. As long as I can see him, just a glimpse is enough.” Xianlan gently hugged her good sister. The two women’s hearts were close together, but obviously, they each had different rhythms.

In the apparent calm on the surface and the undercurrents below, several days passed.

The day of the duel finally arrived.

The sky was clear, and the scorching sun had already made the ground slightly hot, while the reflections from the surrounding rocks made it difficult for people to open their eyes.

This duel location was chosen by Princess Xianlan. Originally the territory of the Beast Heart Sword Group’s arena, it had become desolate since the Beast Heart Sword Group was wiped out by Yang Hao. Now, after some tidying up, it had become a natural place for duels.

Surrounded by mountains, it was almost impossible for birds to enter freely, while there were some natural shelters at the foot of the mountains where onlookers could watch the duel.

In the sky, media spacecraft were shuttling back and forth. Today’s duel would be broadcast live to billions of planets across the universe, and the winner of today’s duel would undoubtedly become the biggest star in the universe.

In the exact center of the valley, there was a huge duel stage, silver-white in color, entirely made of alloy. It had already been scorched by the sun, and if one stepped on it barefoot, they would definitely get burned.

Four swords, glowing with the light of artifacts, were inserted on one side of the duel stage. These were the only four remaining divine swords in the hands of the Ten Sword Flow.

The Sword of Stars!

The Sword of Healing!

The Sword of Illusion and Destruction!

The Sword of the Multitudes!

These were the treasures personally bestowed by the至尊 to the Ten Sword Flow. Now, under Yang Hao’s forceful seizure, only these four remained. Today’s battle would decide the ownership of these four divine swords. In fact, it would decide the life and death of the Ten Sword Flow.

If the Ten Sword Flow could not even protect one divine sword, then this force could disappear from the empire, and even the Senate would not allow them to continue living.

Therefore, today’s duel between Zhou Yao and Yang Hao was not only a battle between the two but also a life-and-death battle for the Ten Sword Flow.

The members of the Ten Sword Flow arrived at the duel site first. Today would decide the fate of the Ten Sword Flow, so except for the always solitary Mingse, all the remaining sword factions were present. Zhou Yao was surrounded by the crowd, his face full of arrogance and arrogance.

The aristocrats watching were not too impressed with Zhou Yao. Those who knew the ins and outs knew that although Zhou Yao was good at courting women, most of his martial arts were showy, and even if he had some skills, they were only for showing off among aristocrats. In a real battle, he probably wouldn’t know how to die.

Therefore, in a series of gambling pools in the Milky Way, most of them were one-sided bets on Yang Hao’s victory, and many bet that Yang Hao would finish the fight within five moves. This gambling pool was too lopsided, and it was difficult to balance even with the best odds. Therefore, major casinos closed the betting on Yang Hao’s victory a few days ago, and now the only bet available was on Zhou Yao’s victory.

But only a fool would do that.

“The Snow Night Star Lion Group has arrived!” A few exclamations came from the aristocratic crowd.

Indeed, a team of Snow Night Star Lions gracefully arrived from the sky, with warriors in white clothes and armor. The men were handsome, and the women were beautiful, each looking like a copy of Kan Ling. As soon as this team arrived, they did not approach the Ten Sword Flow but stood on one side of the duel stage, waiting for Kan Ling’s arrival.

Kan Ling soon arrived, naturally accompanied by Yang Hao.

The Dan Ding Sect did not bring many people today, besides a few core generals, they only brought the Hao Sword Group and the Dragon Head Group. In terms of numbers, they were far inferior to the Ten Sword Flow, but Yang Hao’s momentum was not weak. As soon as he stood firm, a wave of cheers erupted around him.

“Immortal War God! Immortal War God! Immortal War God!!”

Yang Hao smiled and raised his hand to all sides. Kan Ling leaned on him, also showing a face of happiness. This woman always did things her way, regardless of others.

However, the aristocrats were indeed somewhat sycophantic. Now that Yang Hao’s power had grown stronger, they all nodded with smug expressions, as if they were prophets: “I always knew they were a perfect match. Look at their talents and appearances, how well-matched they are.”

“That’s right, that’s right. When Yang Hao first came to Earth, I had this feeling.”

“What kind of person is Zhou Yao, daring to challenge the Immortal War God? He is simply asking for death.”

“Not only is he asking for his own death, but he is also dragging the Ten Sword Flow down with him. I heard that a few days ago, Zhou Chuanqian was driven to death by his nephew’s temper. Such a playboy is truly a shame to the empire.”

Zhou Yao listened to the surrounding gossip, his face becoming increasingly gloomy. He did not come here to listen to others’ idle talk, especially when Kan Ling had already arrived. Letting her hear these words would make him even more embarrassed.

At this moment, Zhou Yao was so angry that he forgot his uncle’s previous instructions to endure humiliation and hide his strength. He roared and flew onto the duel stage first, releasing all his strength.

For the first time, the light of the Holy Land shone upon Zhou Yao’s body. This body was stained with Zhou Chuanqian’s blood, embodying the hopes of the entire Zhou family and the Starlight Circus.

In the sky, Guxuan and Ziwei merged for the first time, and the resulting power was indeed magnificent.

“Hey!” Zhou Yao roared, his stellar power suddenly radiating outward like waves, forcing the noble spectators around him to retreat several steps. The Holy Domain light even caused the four swords on the stage to vibrate with a buzzing sound. Zhou Yao extended his hand, and the Star Sword swiftly flew into his palm after breaking free from its sheath. “Yang Hao! Come and die!” Zhou Yao shouted, his voice filled with rage.

This scene was completely unexpected for everyone, especially the noble spectators. Even though they were all playboys, they were descendants of famous generals and ministers, so they could recognize the power of the Holy Domain light.

That was the power of a Peak Holy Domain expert. Now it appeared on Zhou Yao’s body.

Does this mean… Zhou Yao has also reached the peak of the Saint Realm?

The noble spectators were stunned. The impression of Zhou Yao that had been in their minds for a long time was completely gone. Just that elegant move, these playboys thought they couldn’t even practice for a lifetime.

On the duel stage, Zhou Yao’s Holy Domain light continued to radiate, as if it would never run out. Under this light, Yang Hao’s white cloak and pale body appeared frail and vulnerable.

Finally, a nobleman suddenly realized and shouted, “Quickly place your bets!”

The people around him then realized. Before the duel officially began, they should place their bets as soon as possible. The betting pool for Yang Hao’s victory was already closed, so those present could take advantage of the information asymmetry to bet more on Zhou Yao’s victory, thereby completely defeating the house.

In an instant, thousands of nobles opened their mobile terminals and placed bets疯狂ly. The betting pools across half the universe were thus shaken, and Zhou Yao’s odds rapidly increased from 1 to 1000 to 1 to 1, and finally even surpassed Yang Hao.

This situation was entirely due to the nobles’ consistent view of Yang Hao.

Although Yang Hao was hailed as the Immortal War God, that was only an image. As for his real strength, the nobles did not have a unified judgment. The times when Yang Hao showed his strongest skills were hidden. For example, the Dragon Trap and the Battle of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion. These were the struggles between the emperor and the Senate, so naturally, the details could not be told to others.

Therefore, most people did not know Yang Hao’s true strength, thinking that he had just broken through to the Holy Domain and was merely an ordinary sword saint. Now, seeing that Zhou Yao had reached the peak of the Holy Domain, these nobles naturally placed their bets on Zhou Yao’s victory.

The higher the power, the stronger, this was the nobles’ view.

As Zhou Yao shouted on the duel stage, the Ten Sword Flow was not idle. Under the leadership of Qilian Xiu, the Ten Sword Flow’s forces moved out in full, surrounding the duel stage so tightly that the noble spectators were pushed to the outer circle. Obviously, these people had no good intentions, almost wanting to trap Yang Hao in their encirclement.

When the Snow Night Star Lion Group saw Kan Ling arrive, they quickly ran over. The leading figures did not greet Kan Ling but walked past him coldly and approached Yang Hao, saying, “You’ve seen it for yourself. Zhou Yao has now reached the peak of the Saint Domain.”

“En.” Yang Hao nodded.

“You had better win.” The member of the Snow Night Star Lion Group said, “Our leader can only marry the strongest person.”

Yang Hao smiled, confidently and brilliantly. He now concealed his strength, not revealing even a trace of Saint Domain power, but his confidence alone was enough to reassure everyone.

Kan Ling gave her subordinates a white look and helped Yang Hao tidy his collar, saying, “If possible, don’t kill him. Zhou Yao grew up with me after all.”

“Let’s see.” Yang Hao did not commit, patting Kan Ling’s face.

In the next moment, Yang Hao had already appeared on the duel stage. Yang Hao looked at the frenzied Zhou Yao. Although he was surprised, he was not worried.

Because Yang Hao had already realized that the peak圣域 power within Zhou Yao’s body did not truly belong to Zhou Yao himself. It was dark, the opposite of light, the power of Guxuan. Although through secret techniques it could be integrated into the Ziwei Palace, they remained two distinct forces. Even if they could temporarily merge and erupt together, as long as an opportunity arose, it would inevitably result in backlash.

But Zhou Yao was unaware of how close he was to death. He was still roaring: “Yang Hao! Today is the day of the Immortal War God’s death. You are doomed today.”

Yang Hao sighed lightly: “Kan Ling asked for mercy for you. Leave the swords, leave the Milky Way, and I will spare your life.”

Zhou Yao shook his sword, and the Holy Domain’s radiance poured forth without restraint, enveloping Yang Hao’s body in a brilliance devoid of shadows. Yet, Yang Hao stood as if an immense stone amidst the rushing current—utterly unmoved.

Zhou Yao laughed bitterly: “Leave the swords, leave the women, and leave your life. I want everything, everything!!”

Yang Hao remained expressionless, but Shadow Moon had already emitted a bloodthirsty glow.

Below the duel stage, Kan Ling watched silently and shook her head in sigh. She knew that Zhou Yao had abandoned his last chance of survival, and the tragic end awaited him. Although everyone regarded this duel as a reversal, Kan Ling still knew that Yang Hao would not fail.

Because he was invincible.

Zhou Yao unleashed the Holy Domain light to his heart’s content and finally changed his way of showing off. He wielded the Brilliant Star Sword once again.

Undoubtedly, under the drive of the Star Sword, the Brilliant Star Sword was indeed formidable, which also proved that Zhou Yao had not used it well before, simply because his power was insufficient.

If under the power of the peak Saint Domain, the potential ability of the Brilliant Star Sword was fully displayed.

The sky became pitch black, the bright sun disappeared from people’s eyes, and a scene of stars appeared in the sky, naturally the distribution of star power.

Zhou Yao also changed. This man exuded a black aura, and the Star Sword in his hand became the only shining thing in the night sky.

Brilliant as stars, magnificent and mysterious.

“Quanshen! Bishen! Shanggan! Yinsha! Tianshang!” Every time Zhou Yao called a name, a star in the sky would brighten and inject a divine power into the sword.

When the five rays of light gathered, Zhou Yao’s sword emitted unprecedented brightness, and the sword technique of ancient star power was unreservedly shot at Yang Hao.

This move was indeed brilliant. It was brilliant to the extreme. If there was a selection for the world’s most beautiful and best sword techniques, the Brilliant Star Sword would surely rank among the top.

Therefore, when Zhou Yao used this sword and displayed it so brilliantly, the surrounding people erupted into thunderous applause, and everyone believed that Zhou Yao’s beautiful sword would surely kill the Immortal War God Yang Hao.

But these people forgot that this was not a beauty contest but a duel.

A duel is a matter of life and death, not a competition of whose sword moves are more beautiful.

Therefore, Yang Hao did not move, not even when Zhou Yao’s Brilliant Star Sword was shot at him. He only looked at the sky.

This one look already showed the huge gap between the two, like a chasm.

A flame suddenly appeared in the sky. Yang Hao did not even need to draw his sword, nor use any power at all, yet this flame appeared out of nowhere.

This was the Fire Principle, one of the two principles Yang Hao had mastered.

How many principles exist in this world, no one knows, but undoubtedly, these principles were the laws of power left by the Creator. These were the laws of power that the Creator used and made the power operate according to. Those who mastered the Fire Principle could be considered the god of all fire.

The bright flame burned through Zhou Yao’s beautiful starry sky, like burning an old newspaper. The bright sun ran out from behind the black curtain, adding more power to Yang Hao.

After the starry sky was destroyed, the Brilliant Star Sword suddenly lost energy, becoming strong outside but weak inside.

“Now.” Yang Hao casually spread his arms, “Let me show you the power of a real expert.”

Before his voice faded, Shadow Moon had already flown out like a fire dragon, colliding with the Star Sword. Zhou Yao could hardly resist and was knocked flying.

Then, a string of five fireballs accurately landed on Zhou Yao’s body, making the man emit a sharp and humiliating scream.

Yang Hao was now more and more skilled with fireballs, summoning them at will, a convenience that even the ancient Hunyuanzi did not have.

The real tragedy was Zhou Yao. When he was still weak, he had once been severely injured by Yang Hao’s fireball. But now, having reached the peak of the Saint Domain, he thought he was invincible. Not only did he feel no fear toward Yang Hao, but even if the executive elders came, he believed he could handle them.

But when Yang Hao’s fireball fell, those five huge meteor-like fireballs landed on his body. Zhou Yao could neither block nor dodge, only watching helplessly as the fireballs exploded on his body.

The greatest harm to a person is not physical but the humiliation to the soul.

When Zhou Yao realized that in front of Yang Hao, he had always been like an unarmed ordinary person, that sense of humiliation was indescribable.

The surrounding crowd also exploded. The noble spectators were almost going crazy.

In their hearts, Zhou Yao, who already possessed the light of the Holy Domain, was evidently invincible. He was not only unbeatable throughout the universe, but at the very least, he could easily defeat anyone outside the Senate. Especially since Yang Hao didn’t seem that powerful.

But as soon as they clashed, the outcome was immediately decided. Zhou Yao had no ability to resist and screamed in the fireball. His body was like an iron block, continuously roasted by the flames.

“He is truly a war god!” a noble trembled and shouted, “Yang Hao, he is invincible.”

They were speechless with fear, watching everything on the duel stage unfold before their eyes.

Zhou Yao did not die. Zhou Chuanqian’s power was not in vain. A peak at the Saintly Domain would not be so easily killed. When the fireballs fell, Zhou Yao, smoking and resembling a piece of charcoal, stood up once again.

His beautiful clothes were already in tatters, and he no longer emitted any light, just tremblingly standing. But on Zhou Yao’s face, there was a smile that looked more like a grimace. He did not look like a loser but instead showed some joy, some bloodthirsty, and walked toward Yang Hao.

Yang Hao did not move. Now, what he needed to do was kill this ignorant person in front of countless people.

But Zhou Yao used a voice so weak that only the two of them could hear: “From now on, you can only take hits, not strike back. You can only lose, not win.”

“Did your head get hit and go crazy?” Yang Hao said coldly.

“Look to your left, look clearly.” Zhou Yao’s eyes shone with a sinister light. “Look, who is that?”

Yang Hao was startled but still glanced to the left.

Just one glance, and he could no longer look away.

In the crowd, there was a woman in a bright red long dress, deliberately dressed up, her figure so familiar. Yang Hao’s gaze fell on the woman’s bulging belly, and suddenly there was a scream in his heart, a violent scream, like a wild beast falling into a trap!

Ling Ziyan.

Yang Hao indeed did not expect to see Ling Ziyan here. He had never received any news about her. He only knew that after Rong Li took Ling Ziyan away, she was locked up and no one was allowed to visit her.

Yang Hao thought that the Senate had already aborted his child and would never let Ling Ziyan appear before him again.

But the woman in front of him was indeed that former妖魁 woman, the one who had risked her life to obtain the Judgment Sword for him.

A woman who was carrying Yang Hao’s child and waiting for him desperately.

Yang Hao was stunned, not because of Ling Ziyan’s sudden appearance, not because of her bulging belly, not because of her enduring beauty, but because of the deep sorrow in her eyes.

That was how deep her grief was.

Ling Ziyan was indeed grieving. She looked at Yang Hao on the duel stage. This man was the father of her unborn child, the only man she had ever loved in her life.

In Ling Ziyan’s eyes, Yang Hao was completely different from before. He was more heroic, more domineering, and seemed like a god. In fact, Ling Ziyan was one of the people who had known Yang Hao the longest. She had almost watched Yang Hao step by step become the Immortal War God today, and step by step fall in love with this enemy.

Until now, almost unable to extricate herself.

Today, Xianlan tricked Ling Ziyan into coming to see Yang Hao. She was originally full of joy, thinking she would finally see her beloved. But when she arrived, she found out that Yang Hao was actually fighting for another woman.

This was a great sorrow. Watching the person she loved fighting for another woman made Ling Ziyan almost cry her heart out.

But on the duel stage, Zhou Yao did not miss this opportunity.

He noticed that Yang Hao was distracted and immediately launched the Brilliant Star Sword. Although there was no support from the starry sky, under the stimulation of Holy Domain power, it still erupted with an irresistible force.

Chi chi chi chi!

Yang Hao, in a daze, was pierced by the sword, and seven wounds burst open on his body, forming the pattern of the Big Dipper.

A chorus of screams came from the audience and the Dan Ding Sect’s position.

Yang Hao was brought back to his senses by the pain and glared at Zhou Yao with furious anger.