Mu Xiaoxiao's pupils dilated slightly: "You..."
She clearly hadn't expected Han Feng to still have the strength to intervene, let alone that he could withstand the attack of "Thousand Eyes." Although this was just a projection of a true sacred artifact, it was enough to instantly kill any cultivator below the Innate Realm.
"Surprised?" Han Feng grinned, his bloodied lips parting slightly, his arm muscles tensing, the star-like markings gleaming brightly. "Your opponent is me."
The "eyes" on the spear suddenly opened, their eerie blue light surging. Han Feng felt an extremely cold energy creeping up his arm, and the starlight seemed to freeze wherever it passed!
(The energy characteristics of the Phantom Crystal Clan...)
At the critical moment, the Star Mirror in Han Feng's dantian suddenly resonated, releasing a torrent of intense heat. The star patterns on Han Feng's arms instantly turned golden-red, forcefully repelling the chilling energy.
"Impossible!" Mu Xiaoxiao's expression turned to shock for the first time. "How could you resist the 'Thousand Eyes' erosion?!"
Han Feng didn't answer. Instead, he seized the moment when his opponent was distracted and lashed out with his right leg like a whip, delivering a "Star Mark Kick" straight for Mu Xiaoxiao's throat. The latter hastily leaned back, trying to defend with her spear, but was still kicked in the shoulder, and a drop of dark blue blood splattered into the air.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Han Feng grabbed the dying Chi Shangling and landed back on the ground in a few leaps.
Han Feng handed her over to Dongfang Wantang, who had rushed over: "She's unconscious, but we still need to be careful."
High in the air, Mu Xiaoxiao had regained her footing. She touched her bleeding shoulder, the shock in her eyes gradually replaced by a feverish excitement: "Interesting...so interesting! Han Feng, you're more valuable than I imagined!"
While the two were talking, Han Feng had already restored most of the energy in his body by relying on the Star Meridian Diagram.
Han Feng said to Mu Xiaoxiao, "I don't know why you've been opposing me all this time. You're behind everything. Now that things have come to this, I can't let you live today."
Mu Xiaoxiao staggered in the void, clearly having just exhausted herself. She was in a bad mood and seemed to have gone through an internal struggle before finally taking out a pill-like substance from her pocket and swallowing it.
Before Han Feng could even stop her, the moment the pill entered her mouth, Mu Xiaoxiao's aura changed drastically. A familiar aura emanated from her, seemingly the remnant soul of the Nether Crystal Clan Emperor they had encountered at the bottom of the sea.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao's pupils had turned a deep blue. She smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect to have to use this thing in the end." Then, a huge spiritual force took control of her body. At this moment, she should no longer be called Mu Xiaoxiao, but the Queen of the Youjing Clan.
"You ants, you can't even handle something this simple."
"Mu Xiaoxiao's" voice had completely changed, each word carrying a grating, metallic resonance. She—or rather, "it"—hovered in mid-air, her heterochromatic pupils, a deep blue and a jet black, locked onto Han Feng, her mere gaze causing ripples to distort the surrounding air.
A surge of ice ran down Han Feng's spine. This was definitely not Mu Xiaoxiao. He calmly adjusted his breathing, the power of the stars accelerated its flow in his meridians, and the Star Mirror emitted a warning tremor in his dantian.
"It's you. Mu Xiaoxiao's lips curled into an inhuman smile. "A remnant of the Star Soul who sabotaged my clan's plans."
Han Feng flicked his wrist, the star-shaped markings moving across his skin like living things: "That's right, it was me." He deliberately dragged out the words, "What, didn't I hurt you enough last time underwater? Have you forgotten your lesson so quickly?"
These words were like stirring up a hornet's nest. "Mu Xiaoxiao's" face twisted violently, and a raging blue flame erupted from her body: "Insolence!"
Without any warning, a beam of eerie blue light descended from the sky. Han Feng instinctively dodged to the side, the beam grazing past him and striking a hill a hundred meters behind him. There was no explosion, no smoke or dust; the hill vanished silently, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, leaving only a giant crater with smooth, mirror-like edges.
(Space annihilation?!)
Cold sweat beaded on Han Feng's forehead. This level of attack had transcended the realm of conventional energy, directly touching upon the level of rules. If it weren't for the Star Mirror's early warning, he would have already been "erased" from the world, just like that hill.
"You run pretty fast," Mu Xiaoxiao sneered, raising her hand and making a casual gesture.
Five dark blue rifts appeared out of thin air around Han Feng, like invisible blades cutting through space. Han Feng slammed his toes against the ground, his figure shooting into the sky like an arrow, the spot where he had been standing now a displaced fragment of space.
"Starfall Technique - Blazing Fire!"
High in the sky, Han Feng formed hand seals, and the power of the stars within his body surged along a specific route. Dozens of burning meteors appeared out of thin air, dragging blazing white tails as they crashed towards "Mu Xiaoxiao". This was an orthodox Star Soul Battle Technique recorded in the Absolute Fiend Inheritance, and each "meteor" contained a temperature high enough to vaporize steel.
"A mere trick." Mu Xiaoxiao didn't even move, she simply raised her left hand. All the meteors suddenly stopped ten meters away from her, then shattered like glass beads crushed by an invisible hand, sparks flying everywhere.
But that's exactly the moment Han Feng wanted!
"Starfall Second Form - Instant Bloom!"
His figure suddenly vanished from his spot, reappearing behind "Mu Xiaoxiao" the next second, his right fist covered in star patterns, aimed straight for her back. This strike contained the power of the resonance of three star mirrors, and tiny cracks appeared in the space where his fist passed.
\"Bang!\"
With a dull thud, "Mu Xiaoxiao" was blasted hundreds of meters away, crashing through more than a dozen ancient trees before regaining her footing. She slowly raised her head, revealing a dent the size of a bowl on her chest, but instead of blood, it was flowing out fragments of some kind of blue crystal.
"Interesting." She looked down at the wound; the dent was visibly healing itself. "To be able to damage this vessel, you're no less formidable than Jue Li back then."
Instead of pressing his advantage, Han Feng retreated rapidly. His intuition told him that his opponent's injured state was actually more dangerous. Sure enough, "Mu Xiaoxiao" suddenly opened her arms, and thousands of blue crystal spikes burst forth from her body, covering the entire sky!
\"Star Track·Yu!\"
Han Feng crossed his arms in front of him, and the power of the stars intertwined to form a complex star map before him. The crystal spikes struck the star map, producing a dense sound like raindrops hitting banana leaves. With each strike blocked, the star map dimmed a little, while the crystal spikes seemed endless.
"Click—"
The defenses finally cracked. A crystalline spike pierced the barrier and embedded itself deeply in Han Feng's left shoulder. As excruciating pain shot through him, a chilling energy seeped in through the wound, rapidly crystallizing the muscle in its path!
(Oh no...)
Han Feng acted decisively, his right hand forming a knife-like shape as he sliced away the crystallized area of his left shoulder, along with a large chunk of flesh. Blood gushed out, but the power of the stars forcibly sealed the wound.
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