Under Qiao San’s feet, ghostly clouds howled and roared, yet for a moment, they couldn’t break through the barrier set up by the Ten Star Lords. Nearby, Lord Laozi watched coldly from the sidelines, while the sound of heavenly soldiers and generals rapidly approached from afar. The Queen Mother had already left the Palace of Laozi.
“F*cking hell!”
Under the feet of Qiao San, ghostly clouds howled and surged, yet for a moment they could not breach the barrier set by the Ten Star Lords. Beside them, the Supreme Lord Laozi watched with a dark, calculating gaze, while the distant sound of heavenly soldiers and generals rapidly approached. The Queen Mother had already departed from Laozi’s palace.
“Damn it!”
The ruffian’s curse exploded forth, and as the three words left his mouth, the sound waves did not dissipate. Instead, invisible air currents shot out like spears, causing the Fire Virtue Star Lord to stagger and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qiao San, who had lost the Ten Suns Pearl, had not only survived but had also advanced in his magical power. Relying on the might of the “Ghost Scripture” and the “Earth Treatise,” this man who had survived the ninth of ten deadly calamities dared to cause chaos in the Heavenly Palace, never yielding to the supreme imperial authority—true to his ruffian nature.
His untamed wildness roared through the Heavenly Palace. Seeing that the Queen Mother had already boarded her celestial chariot, Qiao San’s heart burned with fury, and he charged forward with his sword in hand.
Three Star Lords confronted him head-on, while three others unleashed their magical weapons from the sides. The remaining few subtly retreated, preparing for a second wave of attacks.
Supreme Lord Laozi, watching from the side, instinctively stroked his beard and smiled. Although the Ten Star Lords were not primordial deities, their combined strength was such that even Laozi himself had to yield.
“Clang—”
The sound of metal clashing threw everyone into disarray. Laozi’s withered hand froze mid-stroke on his beard. He quickly summoned his magical power to dispel the illusions in his eyes and the phantom sounds in his ears. When he focused again, he was shocked.
Qiao San was like a sharp sword parting water. No matter how fiercely the Ten Star Lords fought, they could not stop his forward charge.
The Void Divine Armor transformed into a yellow light shield. Qiao San swung his shield and sword, sending the North Sea Star Lord’s ice trident flying into the air. The ruffian’s body spun wildly with the shield like a windmill.
Amid the rapid clashes, Qiao San’s right arm swung parallel to his shoulder, and with a roar, he swept it forward. The wind rose with the sword, and the force followed the wind. The three Star Lords who had charged at him were flung away like birds with broken wings.
In almost an instant, Qiao San had plunged into the midst of the Ten Star Lords. In the blink of an eye, Laozi could only see the Star Lords scattering like shards of stone.
Laozi’s heartstrings were taut with tension, a feeling he had not experienced in countless millennia. He quietly reached into his sleeve and pulled out a long-necked jade bottle, raising it high and chanting an incantation aimed at Qiao San.
“Qiao San, be captured!”
A beam of light miraculously weaved through the crowd, accurately finding Qiao San. Just as the ruffian had sent the Ten Star Lords flying, his feet were drawn toward the jade bottle, and his body began to shrink rapidly.
The cloth band tying Qiao San’s hair suddenly snapped, and his black hair fluttered without wind. The shield in his left hand instantly expanded, always staying one step ahead of the bottle’s opening.
“Capture this, you old fool! Take this kick from your grandpa!”
The alchemy room trembled as Qiao San’s shield slammed onto the bottle’s mouth, and the mysterious beam of light vanished. Freed, Qiao San’s foot immediately stamped onto Laozi’s face.
Qiao San was not one to show mercy. With a thought, a bolt of lightning shot from the sole of his foot.
The lightning struck, and a wall crumbled, but Laozi had already transformed into nothingness, dodging the ruffian’s surefire kick.
The old fool still had some tricks up his sleeve, but Qiao San had no intention of lingering. He retracted his form and leaped through the hole in the wall. The Queen Mother and the Ten Suns Pearl were his only targets.
Though it seemed like a long story, in reality, it had only been a moment. The Queen Mother’s celestial chariot had flown less than a hundred zhang. Qiao San raised his hand, and a bolt of thunderfire slammed toward it.
“Hurry!”
The eight celestial horses were already moving at an invisible speed, but the Queen Mother still found it too slow. At her command, the five maidens of the Jade Pool pressed their palms against the chariot walls, and with a whoosh, they left the thunderfire a thousand zhang behind.
“Wench, return my Ten Suns Pearl!”
Qiao San’s furious voice flew into the chariot. Inside, the Queen Mother involuntarily clenched her hand tighter. She wanted nothing more than that “brief” moment of time.
Qiao San naturally understood the Queen Mother’s intent. Relentless pursuit was his only option. With a thought, a fiery phantom emerged from the void.
Mounting the undying phoenix and wielding the Void Heaven-Earth Sword, the enraged ruffian shattered the floating clouds and colorful mists, determined to turn the Heavenly Palace upside down.
In the chase, the Ten Star Lords were left far behind in an instant. Although Supreme Lord Laozi had the ability to catch up, the cunning old man was nowhere to be seen.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, dozens of lightning bolts blinded Qiao San, and hundreds of thunderclaps deafened him. Though the ancient divine bird spiraled away from the attack, it allowed the Queen Mother to escape once more.
Qiao San looked up to see hundreds of heavenly generals swarming toward him. Though they had no time to summon the heavenly army, the combined power of these generals was enough to momentarily suppress Qiao San’s rampant momentum.
Led by the Thunder God, a dozen thunder generals ascended, unleashing a barrage of thunderbolts. Among them were the Four Symbols Generals, who had once been beaten black and blue by Qiao San.
In just an instant, the space around Qiao San was filled with magical weapons, forming a wall of artifacts that emitted a dazzling light aimed at the man and the bird.
The wall of artifacts tightened, growing denser and denser.
The generals’ breaths tightened along with their magical power. Just as Qiao San had shrunk to the size of a fist, an explosive force suddenly erupted.
“Ah—”
Qiao San roared to the heavens, unexpectedly retracting the divine armor that had been blocking the attacks. Nearly a hundred magical weapons instinctively accelerated, shooting toward his spirit. In the shift from slow to fast, the space trembled, and a barely perceptible gap flashed by—but it did not escape Qiao San’s awareness.
The hundred weapons struck Qiao San in an instant, but the generals’ hearts sank, for what they had destroyed was only the ruffian’s phantom. A gust of wind had already blown into their midst.
Charge, charge forward!
Swinging his sword, throwing punches, and kicking, Qiao San no longer cared to see his opponents’ faces or dodge their weapons. He simply charged forward, smashing aside any shadow that stood in his way.
As the blood mist of the first general still hung in the air, Qiao San’s Heaven-Earth Sword had already slashed through the second. By the time the third general fell from the clouds, Qiao San’s sides bore two deep, bone-revealing gashes.
Qiao San, the rascal, had somehow survived losing the Ten-Yang Pearl and his magical powers had even advanced another level. Relying on the might of the “Ghost Sutra” and the “Earth Treatise,” having survived the ninth of ten near-death calamities, he still dared to cause chaos in the heavenly palace. Unyielding before supreme imperial authority—this was the essence of a true rogue.
Unbridled wildness howled through the celestial palace. Seeing the Queen Mother already stepping onto her divine chariot drawn by celestial horses, Qiao San’s heart burned with rage. He brandished his sword and charged forward furiously.
Three Star Lords rushed head-on to intercept him, while another three unleashed their magical treasures and flying swords from the side. The remaining few silently and skillfully retreated slightly, preparing for a second wave of encirclement.
Watching from the side, Lord Laozi instinctively smiled while stroking his beard. Though the Ten Star Lords weren’t primordial deities, their combined strength was formidable enough that even Laozi himself would have to yield three feet.
“Clang—”
Beneath the feet of Qiao San, ghostly clouds howled and surged, yet they could not break through the barrier set up by the Ten Great Star Lords. Nearby, the Supreme Lord Laozi watched with a sinister gaze, while the distant sounds of heavenly soldiers and generals rapidly approached. The Queen Mother had already departed from Laozi’s palace.
“Damn it!”
The ruffian’s curse exploded into the air, the three words lingering as invisible waves of energy shot forth like spears. The Fire Virtue Star Lord staggered, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Despite losing the Ten Suns Pearl, Qiao San had not perished. Instead, his power had grown stronger. Relying on the might of the “Ghost Scripture” and the “Earth Treatise,” this survivor of the ninth death calamity dared to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace, his rebellious nature unyielding in the face of supreme authority.
The untamed wildness roared through the heavens. Seeing the Queen Mother stepping onto her celestial chariot, Qiao San’s fury burned fiercely. Sword in hand, he charged forward in pursuit.
Three Star Lords confronted him head-on, while three others unleashed their magical weapons from the sides. The remaining few subtly retreated, preparing for a second wave of attack.
Supreme Lord Laozi, watching from the side, instinctively stroked his beard with a smile. Though the Ten Great Star Lords were not primordial deities, their combined strength was something even Laozi himself had to respect.
“Clang—”
The metallic clash of weapons disoriented everyone. Laozi’s withered hand froze mid-stroke on his beard. He quickly channeled his power to dispel the illusions in his eyes and the phantom sounds in his ears. When he focused again, he was shocked.
Qiao San, like a sharp sword parting water, charged forward relentlessly, the Ten Great Star Lords unable to halt his advance.
The Void God Armor transformed into a yellow shield. Qiao San swung it like a sword, sending the North Star Lord’s ice trident flying into the air. His body spun wildly with the shield.
Amid the rapid clashes, Qiao San’s right arm swung parallel to his shoulder. With a fierce roar, he unleashed a gust of wind that carried his sword’s force. The three Star Lords charging at him were flung away like broken-winged birds.
In an instant, Qiao San had plunged into the midst of the Ten Great Star Lords. In the blink of an eye, Laozi could only see the Star Lords scattering like shattered stones.
Laozi’s heartstrings trembled with tension, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in millennia. He quietly reached into his sleeve, pulling out a long-necked jade bottle. Raising it high, he chanted an incantation aimed at Qiao San.
“Bold Three, be captured—”
A beam of light miraculously weaved through the crowd, accurately finding Qiao San. Just as he had sent the Ten Great Star Lords flying, his feet were drawn toward the jade bottle, his body rapidly shrinking.
The cloth binding Qiao San’s hair suddenly snapped, his black hair flowing without wind. The shield in his left hand instantly expanded, always staying larger than the bottle’s mouth.
“Capture my ass! Old bastard, take this!”
The alchemy chamber trembled as Qiao San’s shield slammed onto the bottle’s mouth, dispelling the mystical beam. Freed, Qiao San’s foot immediately struck Laozi’s face.
Qiao San was not one for mercy. With a thought, a bolt of lightning shot from his foot.
The lightning struck, collapsing a wall, but Laozi had already vanished, evading Qiao San’s certain strike.
The old fox had some skill, but Qiao San had no intention of lingering. He retracted his form and leaped through the hole, his sole target being the Queen Mother and the Ten Suns Pearl.
Though the events seemed lengthy, only moments had passed. The Queen Mother’s chariot had flown less than a hundred zhang. Qiao San raised his hand, hurling a bolt of thunder and fire.
“Hurry!”
The eight celestial horses were already moving at blinding speed, but the Queen Mother demanded more. At her command, the five maidens of the Jade Pool pressed their palms against the chariot walls, propelling it forward, leaving the thunderbolt a thousand zhang behind.
“Wench, return my Ten Suns Pearl!”
Qiao San’s furious voice pierced the chariot. Inside, the Queen Mother clenched her hand tighter, her only desire now being the fleeting moments of safety.
Qiao San understood her intent. Relentless pursuit was his only option. With a thought, a fiery phantom emerged from the void.
Mounting the undead phoenix, wielding the Void Heaven-Earth Sword, the enraged ruffian shattered the clouds and rainbows, vowing to turn the Heavenly Palace upside down.
In their chase, the Ten Great Star Lords were left far behind. Though Laozi had the power to follow, the cunning old man was nowhere to be seen.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, dozens of lightning bolts blinded Qiao San, and hundreds of thunderclaps deafened him. Though the ancient phoenix evaded the attacks, the Queen Mother escaped once more.
Qiao San looked up to see hundreds of heavenly generals swarming toward him. Though they hadn’t summoned the full army, their combined power was enough to momentarily halt Qiao San’s ferocious advance.
Led by the Thunder God, a dozen Thunder Department generals ascended, raining down a barrage of thunderbolts. Among them were the Four Symbols Generals, who had previously been beaten black and blue by Qiao San.
In an instant, the space around Qiao San was filled with magical weapons, forming a wall of artifacts. The glowing weapons converged on the man and the bird.
The wall of artifacts tightened, growing denser.
The generals’ breaths tightened with their power. Just as Qiao San seemed to shrink to the size of a fist, an explosive force erupted.
“Ah—”
Bold Three roared to the heavens, unexpectedly retracting the armor that had been deflecting attacks. Nearly a hundred magical weapons instinctively accelerated, targeting Qiao San’s spirit. In the brief moment of speed change, a nearly imperceptible gap appeared in space, but Qiao San’s keen senses caught it.
The hundred weapons struck Qiao San, but the generals’ hearts sank—only the ruffian’s phantom was destroyed. A fierce wind had already blown into their ranks.
Charge, charge forward!
Swinging his sword, throwing punches, and kicking, Qiao San no longer cared to see his opponents’ faces or dodge their weapons. He simply charged forward, striking down any shadow that stood in his way.
As the blood mist from the first general still hung in the air, Qiao San’s Heaven-Earth Sword had already slashed through the second. By the time the third general fell from the clouds, Qiao San’s sides bore two deep, bone-revealing gashes.
He saw Qiao San slicing through the opposition like a sharp sword parting water. No matter how desperately the Ten Star Lords fought, they couldn’t halt his forward charge.
The Tai Xu Divine Armor transformed into a yellow light shield. Qiao San swept his sword sideways. Bei Ming Star Lord’s ice spear flew into the air as the rogue spun wildly like a whirlwind, his shield spinning with him.
Amidst the rapid impacts, Qiao San’s right arm extended parallel to his shoulder. With a furious roar, he swung his arm. Wind followed his sword, power surged with the wind, and the three Star Lords charging head-on flew backward like broken-winged birds.
In almost an instant, Qiao San had plunged into the midst of the Ten Star Lords. In the blink of an eye, Laozi could only see the Ten Star Lords scattering in all directions like shattered stones.
His nerves vibrating tautly, Laozi had never felt this tense in millions of years. Quietly, he slipped his hand into his sleeve, pulled out a long-necked jade bottle, raised it high, and aimed it at Qiao San while chanting a true mantra.
“Qiao San, be sealed—”
A beam of light miraculously wove through the crowd, accurately locating Qiao San. Just as the rogue had sent the Ten Star Lords flying, his feet involuntarily flew toward the bottle, and his entire body rapidly shrank.
Suddenly, the cloth binding his hair snapped. His black hair lifted without wind, and his left-hand shield instantly expanded. No matter how large the bottle’s mouth became, the Tai Xu Divine Armor always grew a bit larger.
“Seal this! Old bastard, take this kick from your grandpa!”
The alchemy chamber trembled slightly. Qiao San’s shield slammed heavily onto the bottle’s mouth, and the mysterious beam of light vanished. Freed, Qiao San’s enormous foot immediately slammed into Laozi’s aged face.
Qiao San wasn’t a man of mercy. With a thought, a bolt of lightning shot from the sole of his foot.
The ghostly clouds around Qiao San roared and surged, yet they couldn’t break through the barrier set up by the Ten Great Star Lords. Nearby, the Supreme Lord Laozi watched with a sinister gaze, while the distant sound of celestial soldiers and generals rapidly approached. The Queen Mother had already left Laozi’s palace.
“Damn it!”
The scoundrel’s curse exploded into the air. As the three words left his mouth, the sound waves didn’t dissipate. Instead, invisible shockwaves shot out like spears, causing the Fire Virtue Star Lord to stagger and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Despite losing the Ten Suns Pearl, Qiao San hadn’t died. Instead, his magical power had grown stronger. Relying on the might of the “Ghost Scripture” and the “Earth Treatise,” this man who had survived the ninth of ten deadly calamities dared to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace, never bowing to supreme authority—true to his scoundrel nature.
His untamed ferocity roared through the Heavenly Palace. Seeing that the Queen Mother had already boarded her celestial chariot, Qiao San’s heart burned with rage. Sword in hand, he charged forward in pursuit.
Three Star Lords confronted him head-on, while three others unleashed their magical weapons from the sides. The remaining few subtly retreated, preparing for a second wave of attack.
Supreme Lord Laozi, watching from the side, unconsciously stroked his beard and smiled. Though the Ten Great Star Lords weren’t primordial deities, their combined strength was something even Laozi himself had to respect.
“Clang—”
The metallic clash of weapons disoriented everyone. Laozi’s withered hand froze mid-stroke on his beard. He quickly channeled his magic to dispel the illusions in his eyes and the phantom sounds in his ears. When he focused again, he was shocked.
Qiao San was like a sharp sword cutting through water. No matter how fiercely the Ten Great Star Lords fought, they couldn’t stop his advance.
The Void Divine Armor transformed into a yellow light shield. Qiao San swung the shield and sword, sending the North Star Lord’s ice trident flying into the air. The scoundrel’s body spun wildly like a windmill with the shield.
Amid the rapid clashes, Qiao San’s right arm swung parallel to his shoulder. With a fierce roar, he swept his arm, summoning wind with his sword and generating force from the wind. The three Star Lords charging at him were flung away like broken-winged birds.
In almost an instant, Qiao San had plunged into the midst of the Ten Great Star Lords. In the blink of an eye, Laozi could only see the Star Lords scattering like shattered stones.
Laozi’s heartstrings were taut with tension, something he hadn’t felt in millennia. He quietly reached into his sleeve, pulled out a long-necked jade bottle, raised it high, and chanted an incantation aimed at Qiao San.
“Bold Three, be captured—”
A beam of light miraculously weaved through the crowd, accurately finding Qiao San. Just as the scoundrel had sent the Ten Great Star Lords flying, his feet were involuntarily drawn toward the jade bottle, and his body began to shrink rapidly.
The cloth band tying Qiao San’s hair suddenly snapped, and his black hair fluttered without wind. The shield in his left hand instantly enlarged, always staying a step ahead of the bottle’s expanding mouth.
“Capture your mother! Old bastard, take this kick!”
The alchemy room trembled as Qiao San’s shield slammed onto the bottle’s mouth, causing the mysterious beam to vanish. Freed, Qiao San’s foot immediately stamped onto Laozi’s face.
Qiao San was no soft-hearted fool. With a thought, a bolt of lightning shot from his foot.
The lightning struck, collapsing a wall, but Laozi had already turned intangible, dodging the scoundrel’s surefire kick.
The old bastard had some real skill, but Qiao San didn’t want to waste time with him. He retracted his form and leaped through the hole in the wall. The Queen Mother and the Ten Suns Pearl were his only targets.
Though it seemed like a long tale, in reality, only moments had passed. The Queen Mother’s celestial chariot had flown less than a hundred feet when Qiao San hurled a bolt of thunderfire at it.
“Hurry!”
The eight celestial horses were already moving at an invisible speed, but the Queen Mother still found it too slow. At her command, the five maidens of the Jade Pool pressed their palms against the chariot walls, and with a whoosh, they finally left the thunderfire a thousand feet behind.
“Wretched woman, return my Ten Suns Pearl!”
Qiao San’s furious voice flew into the chariot. Inside, the Queen Mother instinctively tightened her grip. She wanted nothing more than to buy herself a “short” moment of time.
Qiao San naturally understood the Queen Mother’s intent. Relentless pursuit was his only option. With a thought, a fiery phantom emerged from the void.
Mounting the immortal phoenix and wielding the Void Heaven-Earth Sword, the enraged scoundrel shattered the floating clouds and colorful mists, vowing to turn the Heavenly Palace upside down.
In their chase, they quickly left the Ten Great Star Lords far behind. Though Laozi had the power to catch up, the cunning old man was nowhere to be seen.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, dozens of lightning bolts blinded Qiao San, and hundreds of thunderclaps deafened him. Though the ancient divine bird spiraled to evade the attack, it allowed the Queen Mother to escape once more.
Qiao San looked up to see hundreds of celestial generals swarming toward him. Though they hadn’t had time to summon the celestial army, the combined power of these generals was enough to momentarily suppress Qiao San’s audacious momentum.
Led by the Thunder God, a dozen Thunder Department generals ascended, unleashing a barrage of thunderbolts. Among them were the Four Symbols Generals, who had previously been beaten black and blue by Qiao San.
In an instant, the space around Qiao San was filled with magical weapons, forming a wall of artifacts. The glowing weapons surged toward the man and the bird.
The wall of artifacts tightened and condensed.
The generals’ breaths tightened along with their magic. Just as Qiao San shrank to the size of a fist, an explosive force suddenly erupted.
“Ah—”
Bold Three let out a skyward roar. Unexpectedly, he retracted the divine armor that had been blocking the attacks. Nearly a hundred magical weapons instinctively accelerated, shooting toward Qiao San’s spirit. In the brief moment between the slowing and speeding up of the weapons, the space trembled, and a barely perceptible gap flashed by—but it didn’t escape Qiao San’s awareness.
Nearly a hundred weapons struck Qiao San, but the generals’ hearts sank, for what they had destroyed was merely the scoundrel’s phantom. A gust of wind had already blown into their midst.
Charge, charge forward!
Swinging his sword, throwing punches, and kicking, Qiao San no longer cared to see his opponents’ faces or dodge their weapons. He simply charged forward, smashing aside any shadow that stood in his way.
As the blood mist from the first general still sprayed through the air, Qiao San’s Heaven-Earth Sword had already slashed through the second. By the time the third general fell from the clouds, two deep, bone-exposing gashes had appeared on Qiao San’s sides.
The old bastard still had some real skills. Qiao San had no desire to linger. He gathered his form and immediately flew through the breach. The Queen Mother and the Ten-Yang Pearl were his only targets now.
Though this all seems lengthy, in reality it was only moments. At this point, the Queen Mother’s celestial chariot had flown less than a hundred zhang when Qiao San raised his hand and hurled a thunderbolt fiercely toward it.
“Faster!”
The eight celestial horses were already moving so fast they left no shadow, but the Queen Mother still wasn’t satisfied. At her command, the five maidens of the Jade Pond simultaneously placed their palms against the chariot walls. With a swoosh, they finally left the thunderbolt a thousand zhang behind.
“Bitch, return my Ten-Yang Pearl!”
Qiao San’s furious shout flew through the air into the carriage. Inside, the Queen Mother instinctively tightened her grip. Right now, she wanted nothing more than a brief moment of peace—a mere cup of tea’s worth of time.
Qiao San naturally understood the Queen Mother’s intent. Relentless pursuit was his only option. With a thought, a crimson phantom flew forth from the void.
Under the feet of Qiao San, ghostly clouds howled and surged, yet for a moment, they could not break through the barrier set by the Ten Great Star Lords. To the side, the Supreme Lord Laozi watched with a sinister gaze, while the distant sound of heavenly soldiers and generals rapidly approached. The Queen Mother had already left the Palace of Laozi.
“Damn it!”
The ruffian’s curse exploded into the air. As the three words left his mouth, the sound waves did not dissipate. In the invisible void, the shockwaves shot out like spears, causing the Fire Virtue Star Lord to stagger and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qiao San, having lost the Ten Sun Pearls, had not died. Instead, his power had grown stronger. Relying on the might of the “Ghost Scripture” and the “Earth Treatise,” this man who had survived the ninth of ten deadly calamities dared to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace, never yielding to the supreme imperial authority—true to his ruffian nature.
The untamed wildness roared through the Heavenly Palace. Seeing that the Queen Mother had already boarded her celestial chariot, Qiao San’s heart burned with fury. Sword in hand, he charged forward in pursuit.
Three Star Lords confronted him head-on, while three others unleashed their magical weapons from the sides. The remaining few subtly retreated, preparing for a second wave of attack.
Supreme Lord Laozi, watching from the side, instinctively stroked his beard and smiled. Though the Ten Great Star Lords were not primordial deities, their combined strength was such that even Laozi himself had to step back.
“Clang—”
The metallic clash of weapons sent everyone’s senses into chaos. Laozi’s withered hand froze mid-stroke on his beard. He quickly channeled his power, dispelling the illusions in his eyes and the phantom sounds in his ears. When he focused again, he was shocked.
Qiao San was like a sharp sword cutting through water. No matter how desperately the Ten Great Star Lords fought, they could not stop his forward charge.
The Void Divine Armor transformed into a yellow shield. Qiao San swung the shield and sword together, sending the North Star Lord’s ice trident flying into the air. The ruffian’s body spun wildly like a windmill with the shield.
Amid the rapid clashes, Qiao San’s right arm swung parallel to his shoulder. With a roar, he swept his arm, summoning wind with his sword and force with the wind. The three Star Lords charging at him were flung away like broken-winged birds.
In almost an instant, Qiao San had charged into the midst of the Ten Great Star Lords. In the blink of an eye, Laozi could only see the Star Lords scattering like shattered stones.
Laozi’s heartstrings were taut, a tension he had not felt in millennia. He quietly reached into his sleeve, pulling out a long-necked jade bottle. Raising it high, he aimed it at Qiao San and began chanting an incantation.
“Bold Three, be captured—”
A beam of light miraculously weaved through the crowd, accurately finding Qiao San’s form. Just as the ruffian had sent the Ten Great Star Lords flying, his feet were drawn toward the jade bottle, and his body began to shrink rapidly.
The cloth band tying Qiao San’s hair suddenly snapped, and his black hair fluttered without wind. The shield in his left hand instantly enlarged, always staying one step ahead of the bottle’s opening.
“Capture your mother! Old bastard, take this!”
The alchemy room trembled as Qiao San’s shield slammed onto the bottle’s mouth, causing the mysterious beam to vanish. Freed, Qiao San’s foot immediately struck Laozi’s face.
Qiao San was not one to show mercy. With a thought, a bolt of lightning shot from his foot.
The lightning struck, collapsing a wall, but Laozi had already turned intangible, dodging the ruffian’s inevitable kick.
The old bastard had some real skill, but Qiao San had no intention of lingering. He retracted his form and leaped through the hole, his only target being the Queen Mother and the Ten Sun Pearls.
Though the events seemed long, in reality, only moments had passed. The Queen Mother’s celestial chariot had not yet flown a hundred zhang when Qiao San raised his hand, hurling a bolt of thunder and fire.
“Hurry!”
The eight celestial horses were already moving at an invisible speed, but the Queen Mother still found it too slow. At her command, the five maidens of the Jade Pool pressed their palms against the chariot walls, and with a whoosh, they finally left the thunder and fire a thousand zhang behind.
“Wench, return my Ten Sun Pearls!”
Qiao San’s furious voice flew into the chariot. Inside, the Queen Mother instinctively tightened her grip. She wanted nothing more than that “brief” moment of time.
Qiao San, of course, understood the Queen Mother’s intent. Relentless pursuit was his only option. With a thought, a fiery phantom emerged from the void.
Mounting the undying phoenix, wielding the Void Heaven and Earth Sword, the enraged ruffian shattered the floating clouds and colorful mists, determined to turn the Heavenly Palace upside down.
In their chase, they quickly left the Ten Great Star Lords far behind. Though Laozi had the power to follow, the cunning old man was nowhere to be seen.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, dozens of lightning bolts blinded Qiao San, and hundreds of thunderclaps deafened him. Though the ancient divine bird swiftly evaded the attacks, the Queen Mother managed to escape once more.
Qiao San looked up to see hundreds of heavenly generals swarming toward him. Though they had no time to summon the heavenly army, the combined power of these generals was enough to momentarily suppress Qiao San’s rampant momentum.
Led by the Thunder God, over a dozen Thunder Department generals ascended, raining down a barrage of thunderbolts. Among them were the Four Symbols Generals, who had previously been beaten black and blue by Qiao San.
In just an instant, the space around Qiao San was filled with magical weapons, forming a wall of artifacts. The glowing weapons all converged on the man and the bird.
The wall of weapons tightened, growing denser and denser.
The generals’ breaths tightened along with their power. Just as Qiao San shrank to the size of a fist, an explosive force suddenly erupted.
“Ah—”
Bold Three let out a skyward roar. Unexpectedly, he retracted the divine armor that had been blocking the attacks. Nearly a hundred magical weapons instinctively accelerated, shooting toward Qiao San’s spirit. In the brief moment of speed change, the space trembled, and a nearly imperceptible gap flashed by—but it did not escape Qiao San’s awareness.
Nearly a hundred weapons struck Qiao San in an instant, but the generals’ hearts sank, for what they had destroyed was only the ruffian’s phantom. A gust of wind had already blown into their midst.
Charge, charge forward!
Swinging his sword, throwing punches, and kicking, Qiao San no longer cared to see his opponents’ faces or dodge their weapons. He simply charged forward, fiercely striking down any shadow that stood in his way.
As the blood mist of the first general still sprayed through the air, Qiao San’s Heaven and Earth Sword had already slashed through the second. By the time the third general fell from the clouds, Qiao San’s sides bore two deep, bone-revealing gashes.
Chasing and fleeing, in a blink they had left the Ten Star Lords far behind. Though Laozi had the ability to catch up, the cunning old fox had also vanished without a trace.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, dozens of lightning bolts blinded Qiao San’s eyes, and over a hundred peals of thunder stunned his ears. Though the ancient divine bird twisted aside in a flash, the Queen Mother had escaped again.
Qiao San lifted his gaze. Over a hundred heavenly generals had already swarmed forth. Though they hadn’t had time to summon the heavenly army, their collective magical powers were enough to momentarily suppress Qiao San’s rampant momentum.
Under the leadership of the Thunder God, over a dozen Thunder Division generals soared upward, unleashing a continuous barrage of thunderbolts. Among them was the Four Symbols General, who had once been beaten black and blue by Qiao San.
In just an instant, the space around Qiao San was filled with magical treasures. Various divine weapons formed a wall of artifacts, their glowing maws converging on the man and the bird.
The wall of magical treasures tightened, drawing closer and denser.
The heavenly generals’ breathing synchronized with their magical power, tightening together. As Qiao San appeared to shrink to the size of a fist, suddenly, an explosive force erupted.
“Yaa—”
Qiao San let out a skyward roar. Unexpectedly, he withdrew his divine armor that had been blocking the attacks. Nearly a hundred magical treasures instinctively accelerated, shooting toward Qiao San’s spirit. In the shift between speed and slowness, space trembled. A tiny, almost imperceptible crack flickered past, but it didn’t escape Qiao San’s perception.
Nearly a hundred treasures struck Qiao San, but the heavenly generals’ hearts sank because what they had shattered was merely the rogue’s illusion. Meanwhile, a fierce gale had already blown into their ranks.
Charge forward—charge relentlessly!
Sword strikes, punches, kicks—Qiao San no longer wanted to see his opponents’ faces or dodge their divine weapons. He simply charged forward, smashing aside anyone who stood before him.
As the blood mist of the previous heavenly general still sprayed through the air, Qiao San’s Heaven-Earth Sword had already slashed through the second. When the third heavenly general fell from the clouds, two deep gashes had already appeared on Qiao San’s ribs, exposing bone.
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