135: Chapter 135 The Final Blow

Golden Shackle didn't speak. He simply raised his golden hammer again, and this time, all the runes on the hammerhead lit up.

[Golden Shackle Soul Lock]

Golden light surged from the golden hammer, turning into a torrent that crashed against the cage's bars. That light contained the power of "Soul Lock"—not a physical destruction, but an erosion on the level of rules.

Under the erosion of the golden light, the star power on the bars began to dissipate. It wasn't being destroyed, but rather, forgotten. The star power forgot the shape of the cage, forgot its hardness, and forgot its very existence.

The bars dissipated one by one, and the cage collapsed before Golden Shackle.

Wen Qu's pupils constricted sharply.

"How is this possible?!"

Silver Lock gave him no time to react.

The silver hook flew from his palm, turning into a bolt of silver lightning that coiled around Wen Qu's neck.

[Silver Lock Soul Capture]

Silver light surged from the silver hook, eroding Wen Qu's soul. Wen Qu felt his consciousness blurring, his memories fading, and his star power dissipating.

He struggled desperately, his Star Staff erupting with a blinding light in an attempt to dispel Silver Lock's soul-capturing power. But Silver Lock's power was too strong; the soul-capturing power of an eight-star hero was not something a peak sixth-order Star God could resist.

Wen Qu's aura began to plummet. Peak sixth-order, high-stage sixth-order, mid-stage sixth-order.

Golden Shackle appeared before him, and the golden hammer fell.

Wen Qu's body was sent flying, smashing through three of the Star World's satellites before crashing into the ground, creating a deep crater a hundred zhang in diameter. His Star Staff snapped in two, and his star technique power ran wild within him, tearing countless cracks into his body.

Wen Qu was heavily wounded.

Bei Chenyao's expression finally changed completely as he watched Wen Qu be defeated by Golden Shackle and Silver Lock.

"Wen Qu! Golden Shackle and Silver Lock... Eight-star heroes? Just how many trump cards does Su Bai's Netherworld have?"

He grit his teeth, no longer holding anything back.

"Tianji, predict all of the opponent's movements. Yuheng, judge the opponent's souls. All Star Spirits, charge!"

The Tianji Star God · Lucun and the Yuheng Star God · Lianzhen acted simultaneously.

Lucun was the wise one of the Star World, controlling the star power of the Tianji Star to foresee the future and insight into all things. His eyes turned silver-white, with countless stars swirling deep within his pupils as he calculated every move of the Netherworld World.

But his deduction had only just begun when it encountered an obstacle.

Because at the core of the Netherworld World lay the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The power of rules was unpredictable.

In Lucun's eyes, those swirling stars suddenly all went out. His deduction was forcibly interrupted by the power of rules, and his consciousness suffered a violent backlash.

"Pfft!!" Lucun spat out a mouthful of silver-white blood, his aura falling from peak sixth-order to mid-stage sixth-order.

"The power of rules... unpredictable... this Su Bai..."

He didn't finish his sentence, as the Day Patrol Envoy had already appeared before him.

The Day Patrol Envoy's golden token erupted with blinding golden light in the starry sky.

[Golden Token Evil Suppression]

Golden light surged from the golden token, enveloping Lucun. Lucun's power of foresight was completely suppressed before the golden token, and his star power began to dissipate.

The Night Patrol Envoy attacked from the other side, using the Silver Token Soul Lock to lock down Lucun's soul.

Lucun was heavily wounded.

The Yuheng Star God · Lianzhen attempted to judge the souls of the Netherworld World, but her power of judgment was blocked by the City God just as it touched the border of the Netherworld World.

The City God stood on the Soul Capturing Platform, his dark brown eyes looking at Lianzhen with a slight curl of his lips.

"Judging souls? That is the duty of the Yinsi; it is not for a Star God to interfere."

He raised the seal of the city god, and the four characters "seal of the city god" on its surface erupted with blinding golden light.

[Judgment of the Underworld]

Golden light surged from the seal of the city god, turning into a torrent that rushed toward Lianzhen. That light contained the majesty of the Yinsi, the power of judgment, and the rules of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Before the Judgment of the Underworld, Lianzhen's power of judgment was like a firefly before the bright moon, instantly suppressed. Her body was enveloped in golden light, her soul eroded by the power of rules, and her aura began to drop.

Lianzhen was heavily wounded.

Of the nine Star Gods, the Ghost King had crippled Tanlang, Golden Shackle and Silver Lock had crippled Wen Qu, the Day and Night Patrollers had crippled Lucun, and the City God had crippled Lianzhen. Jumen was held back by the Ghost King; Wu Qu and Blood Howl had fought to a mutual injury; Pojun was stalled by the combined forces of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face and the Rakshasas; Yin Yuan had been crippled by Black and White Impermanence; and Dongming was desperately healing the wounded, but it was a drop in the bucket.

The six million Star Spirits were in full retreat before the allied forces of the eight great races of the Netherworld World.

Rakshasa claws tore through Star Spirit bodies, Dragon-Blood Orcs' Dragon Flame incinerated Star Spirit formations, Shadow Demons' Space Folding flickered through the Star Spirits, Mushroom People's Spore Domain dimmed the starlight of the Star Spirits, Ice Crystals' Extreme Cold Domain froze the Star Spirits' speed, Naga tridents pierced through Star Spirit defenses, human Power Of Faith bolstered the frontline warriors, and Bone Spirits transported souls and cleared the battlefield within the Underworld Space.

The Star World was collapsing.

Bei Chenyao stood in the starry sky, his face pale as he watched the crumbling land of stars.

Of the nine Star Gods, six were heavily wounded. Of the six million Star Spirits, more than two million were lost. His Star Array had been dismantled by the Netherworld's power of rules, his Starlight Purification was blocked by the City God's rule-based light barrier, and his Star Gods were being picked off one by one by the Netherworld's Hero Units.

He looked up at the greyish-white figure opposite him.

Su Bai stood in the center of the world pod; from beginning to end, he hadn't lifted a finger.

He just stood there, watching his heroes tear the other's world to pieces.

Bei Chenyao's eyes were full of resentment.

But his pride would not allow him to admit defeat.

"Warriors of the Star World!" His voice echoed through the starry sky. "Do not retreat!"

Bei Chenyao's voice echoed through the starry sky, carrying a near-obsessive stubbornness.

The scattering Star Spirits halted their steps, the trembling Star Spirits gripped their weapons tighter, and the fallen Star Spirits left behind lingering starlight like unquenchable flames.

Bei Chenyao stood in the starry sky, his long silver-white hair fluttering in the starlight, his deep blue eyes burning with a final will to fight. Before him, seven of the nine Star Gods were now crippled, but his pride would not allow him to concede.

"Star Array: Seventh Transformation."

He bit his fingertip, and silver-white blood dripped into the starry sky like a pebble dropped into water, stirring up ripples. Those ripples spread in all directions, touching every star, every Star Spirit, and every inch of the Star World's land.

The nine Star Gods let out roars of pain simultaneously. Their bodies began to burn—not with fire, but with star power. Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, Dongming, and Yin Yuan; the nine figures turned into nine burning stars in the sky, pouring all their remaining power into Bei Chenyao's body.

The bodies of the six million Star Spirits began to disintegrate, turning into a sky full of stardust. That stardust converged into a silver-white torrent that surged into Bei Chenyao's body.

Bei Chenyao's aura climbed. The barrier of the peak sixth-order began to loosen—half-step seventh-order, infinitely close to seventh-order—but in the end, he did not cross that threshold. Sixth-order was sixth-order; even after burning the entire Star World, he could not break through to the seventh-order.

But his power was already infinitely close to the seventh-order.

His body expanded in the starry sky, growing from normal human size to ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang. His skin turned silver-white, covered in star patterns. His eyes became two burning stars, with galaxies swirling deep in his pupils. Behind him, nine tattered stars rotated slowly—the final traces of the nine Star Gods.

"Su Bai." Bei Chenyao's voice sounded like stars colliding, resounding through the entire Tianyuan Arena. "This move is the ultimate secret technique passed down through a thousand years in my Star World. Starfall."

He raised his hand, and the nine tattered stars simultaneously detached from behind him, smashing toward the Netherworld World. Nine stars, nine peak sixth-order powers, trailing nine silver-white plumes of fire in the void, like nine galaxies descending from the heavens.

The power of this strike was already infinitely close to the seventh-order.