165: Chapter 165 Holy Blood Spreads Across the Starry Sky

"Lord Heavenly Emperor, the people from Baichuan Holy Academy may arrive soon. Our neighboring Astral Wood Divine Realm is where the Academy's Dean, Tianzimu, attained Sainthood. A Super teleportation star formation is built within that divine realm."

Empress Lanlan looked at the Heavenly Emperor, who was leisurely drinking tea on the spaceship, and reminded him.

"Oh? Then how long would it take to get here from the Astral Wood Divine Realm?" Cao Yang took a sip of Immortal Tea and asked casually.

"Lord Heavenly Emperor, at my speed, it would take half a month. A Quasi-Saint might be faster. Although I've closed the long-distance teleportation star formations between the Azure Great Thousand World and other Major Thousand Worlds, the Hall Masters of Baichuan Holy Academy all possess High Grade Divine Artifact Descending Divine Rings. They could arrive here in less than an hour, and a Quasi-Saint might have something even better," Empress Lanlan replied.

"From now on, you don't need to call me Heavenly Emperor. Call me Brother Cao; it sounds more intimate," Cao Yang replied with a smile.

"Mm, alright, Brother Cao." Empress Lanlan's pretty face flushed slightly.

Empress Lanlan's heart couldn't help but race. She had never imagined being called by such an intimate name.

However, when she saw Cao Yang's sincere smile, the tension in her heart gradually dissipated.

This new form of address brought them a bit closer, as if they were no longer just superior and subordinate, but friends with deeper emotional ties.

Cao Yang noticed Empress Lanlan's shyness and blushing. He chuckled softly and said gently, "Don't be shy. From now on, we are all part of the Heavenly Court, one family. I'm a very casual person and easy to get along with."

These words made Empress Lanlan feel incredibly warm. She nodded slightly, her eyes shimmering with gratitude.

As time passed, the interaction between the two became more natural and intimate. They shared stories and experiences, their laughter echoing through the spaceship.

This relaxed and pleasant atmosphere allowed Empress Lanlan to gradually set aside her restraint and begin enjoying this special time.

Meanwhile, the starry sky outside the spaceship remained serene, as if waiting for the impending battle.

But inside the ship, it was filled with warmth and hope. They believed that no matter how many difficulties lay ahead, as long as they stood united, they could overcome them together.

"Come, Yanran, I'll take you to watch a battle between Quasi-Saints." Cao Yang stood up, his eyes flashing with anticipation and excitement.

"Xiao Huo, head outside the Azure Great Thousand World, to where we can view the starry sky of the entire world," Cao Yang ordered Xiao Huo.

"Understood~, Master," Xiao Huo responded.

As Xiao Huo's voice rang out, the Interstellar Spaceship swiftly traversed the Boundary Wall, which hadn't yet fully fused, and vanished instantly.

A moment later, the ship came to a steady halt in the starry sky tens of thousands of miles above the Azure Great Thousand World.

Although the Azure Great Thousand World still appeared immense from the starry sky, it looked pitifully small compared to its interior.

At this moment, Cao Yang and his group stood on the ship, already able to clearly see the Azure Great Thousand World and the surrounding starry sky.

Half an hour passed, and just as Cao Yang had expected, the phantoms of four middle-aged men slowly appeared not far outside the Azure Great Thousand World.

As their figures gradually solidified, one red-haired middle-aged man and one gray-haired middle-aged man displayed powerful cultivation bases at the Quasi-Saint Late Stage, while the other two black-haired men possessed Middle Stage Quasi-Saint strength.

Before the four could even react, a massive red Sword Qi shot straight toward them from not far away.

The massive Sword Qi was incredibly fast. Unable to dodge in time, the four could only hurriedly bring out Peak Grade Divine Artifact shields to block in front of them.

The Peak Grade Divine Artifact shields shattered like breaking glass, but it gave the four a slight chance to evade. All four dodged to the sides with extreme speed, yet they were still injured by the residual force of the Sword Qi, with traces of golden Saint blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

This was the Sword Qi unleashed by Hong Liu. It was terrifyingly powerful; the starry space along its path was easily torn open, leaving cracks that couldn't close for a long time.

"Not good, the opponent is too strong. Flee!" the red-haired man shouted before fleeing backward, half his body merging into the Void Realm.

Unfortunately, he was just one step short when a powerful attack blasted him back out.

This was Hong Yi striking the area where the red-haired man had merged with her palm.

The women quickly surrounded them. The four had nowhere left to run, terror flashing in their eyes.

The red-haired man and the gray-haired elder exchanged a look, both seeing the despair in each other's eyes.

They knew they had encountered powerful opponents and that escape was hopeless. Now, the only thing they could do was fight with all their might.

The red-haired man gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I'll go all out against you!" As he spoke, he formed hand seals, and raging flames ignited on his body, making him look like a man of fire. He then produced a red divine sword.

The gray-haired elder performed hand signs and chanted incantations. Strands of gray light surged from his body, forming a gray light barrier that enveloped him.

The other two also brought out their Divine Artifacts, preparing for battle.

Watching the four's actions, the women showed expressions of disdain. They were all Quasi-Saint Peak experts, so naturally, they didn't take these four seriously.

Hong Yi said indifferently, "You two, stop struggling and surrender quietly. Otherwise, your Soul will Fly Away and Spirit Scatter."

Hearing this, the faces of the red-haired man and the gray-haired elder turned even grimmer.

But they did not give up, continuing to prepare for the final battle.

Just then, the red-haired man suddenly noticed his body becoming heavy, as if an invisible force was suppressing him.

Startled, he hurriedly circulated the Saint power within his body to break free from the restraint. However, no matter how hard he tried, the pressure remained, significantly slowing his movements.

The gray-haired elder also sensed something wrong. He tried to attack the women with his Divine Artifact, only to find it had seemingly lost its spirituality, unable to exert its proper power.

Seeing this, the women smiled triumphantly. They knew this was a special Divine Ability unleashed by Hong Yi, which could suppress the enemies' strength and prevent them from utilizing their true combat potential.

The red-haired man and the gray-haired elder realized they had no chance of winning; their eyes were filled with despair and helplessness.

"Who are you? Why are you ambushing us?" the red-haired man asked, gripping his divine sword tightly.

"Oh? You must be from the Baichuan Holy Academy. We killed so many of your Quasi-Saints last time. What, did that remnant soul who luckily escaped not tell you?" Cao Yang said with a playful expression.

Hearing this, the red-haired man and the gray-haired man looked at each other, both seeing the shock and fear in the other's eyes.

"What? You are those mysterious people!" the gray-haired man exclaimed in terror.

"So you remember. Then go peacefully into Reincarnation," Cao Yang nodded, his words giving the four a start.

The red-haired man and the others turned pale. They hadn't expected to encounter this group of terrifying enemies.

"Wait! Why are you making an enemy of us? We have no grievances. Even if we are to die, let us four die with understanding!" the red-haired man shouted quickly in fear.

"Hmph, I don't need a reason to kill you," Cao Yang snorted coldly.

The red-haired man gritted his teeth and suddenly said, "Your Excellency, I know you are powerful, but our Baichuan Holy Academy is not to be trifled with. If you can let us go, we are willing to pay a price."

Looking at the fourteen beauties before him, all clearly at the Quasi-Saint Peak, Meng Hong cursed Shen Wansan in his heart. Shen Wansan had originally said the opponents were only at the Early Stage Quasi-Saint and that he had been killed by a sneak attack with a supreme treasure.

How was this the Early Stage Quasi-Saint?! They were clearly all at the Quasi-Saint Peak, and there were so many of them!

Meng Hong put on an expression of despair, but in his heart, he was rapidly thinking of a way to escape.

"Hmph, kill them," Cao Yang snorted and directly ordered.

He remembered very clearly that last time, it was because he hadn't struck in time that the remnant soul had the chance to self-detonate. This time, he would absolutely not make the same mistake.

Upon hearing Cao Yang's words, the maids all attacked. Three or four of them surrounded each person, unleashing various Divine Ability attacks.

Their coordination was seamless, clearly indicating they knew each other very well.

Although the gray-haired man's strength was decent, he seemed overwhelmed when facing the siege of so many experts.

More and more wounds appeared on his body, and blood continued to pour out.

In less than three breaths, the two middle-aged men who were only at the Middle Stage Quasi-Saint were killed.

Their eyes were wide, filled with indignation and fear.

But it was all too late; they could never return to the past.

The red-haired man was also covered in wounds, struggling to hold on and block the various attacks.

He knew he might not live much longer, but he was still unwilling to die like this.

"Ah, damn it!" the red-haired man suddenly screamed, his voice echoing throughout the starry sky.

It turned out that one of the red-haired man's arms had been instantly severed by an incredibly fast strike from Hong Liu's sword.

The arm fell into the starry sky, its destination unknown.

Saint blood splattered across the starry sky, sending a chill through anyone who saw it.

With the addition of the four maids who had killed the Middle Stage Quasi-Saints, the pressure on the red-haired man increased even further.

In less than two breaths, the red-haired man finally could not hold on any longer. He was hit by the maids' attacks and collapsed in a pool of blood.

His eyes were filled with despair and regret, as if blaming himself for coming here.

This time, another Saint Elder at the Late Stage Quasi-Saint was supposed to come, but that Saint Elder was his good friend. That friend said he had important matters he couldn't leave and asked the red-haired man to take his place once.

"I hate this!" the red-haired man roared in his heart. He was filled with regret; if he had known this would be the outcome, he would never have agreed to his friend's request.

He stared wide-eyed at the surrounding maids, his heart full of indignation.

He didn't understand why he was so unlucky, meeting such an end just because he helped a friend.

"I regret it so much!" The red-haired man closed his eyes, tears sliding from the corners of his eyes.

Bits and pieces of the past flashed through his mind; all those beautiful memories had now become bubbles.

His heart was full of remorse. Why hadn't he refused his friend's request? Why did he choose to come here?

As the women attacked the final Quasi-Saint together, the gray-haired man also could not escape the fate of falling.

He stared wide-eyed, trying to resist, but in the end, he still couldn't withstand the maids' attacks.

He fell in the starry sky, his consciousness gradually blurring as his life slowly ebbed away.

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