Star Absorbing Great Method

Those watching the battle below also noticed something amiss in the gradually dissipating yellow dust. Another white cloud hovered motionless in the sky. This cloud, identical to the one from the previous fight, immediately instilled an eerie feeling in everyone.

Could Chu Dingfang not be inside? Everyone couldn't help but exchange glances. Especially the old man in black robes and the old man in purple robes, who already sensed something was wrong. Yet, the scene above remained peaceful and quiet, without any reaction.

"Won't that kid pull the same old trick again?" Nong Zhu, pinching her chin.

Hiding in a corner of the cloud, Yue Qianchou sensed the movement inside. Seeing that Chu Dingfang had indeed fallen for the trap, a cold smile crept onto his lips. To prevent the other party from discovering something was wrong and escaping the cloud, he deliberately offered up that tempting Great Black Saber, which indeed made the other party drool.

Sensing that Chu Dingfang's Divine Sense was already touching the Great Black Saber, a clenched fist slowly extended, then suddenly opened wide...

Chu Dingfang Divine Sense the immense power within the Great Black Saber and hesitated whether to take it, but he was afraid of falling into a trap; after all, there was no such thing as an easy thing. Thinking it over, he decided not to rush; he could kill that kid first, and the item would still be his.

However, just as his Divine Sense was about to leave the Great Black Saber to continue searching for Yue Qianchou, a sudden "bang" resounded... The Great Black Saber exploded instantly, turning into raging black flames that instantly engulfed his outward-extended Divine Sense in a sea of black fire. The ensuing pain, like being sliced into a thousand pieces, instantly appeared in every corner of his body.

It was as if countless sharp knives were slicing through his skin, piercing every Root Bone. His head felt like it was crawling with countless worms, slowly devouring him. It was as if he were being tormented in a raging fire, as if to be burned alive. The pain was suffocating, yet he struggled in an endless sea of suffering, never finding the other side, destined to endure this torment forever. The excruciating pain, impossible to numb or escape, occupied every nerve, seeping into his very bones, into his very soul...

"Ah..." Chu Dingfang clutched his head, curled up into a ball, his face contorted in extreme pain. His tangled hands tore off clumps of his beard and hair, his fingernails scratching his face, leaving hideous, bloody marks. He seemed to have lost all sense of who he was, his state a living hell...

"Damn! "Yue Qianchou was slightly taken aback, not expecting such an extraordinary reaction. This guy's cultivation was too high. He was afraid that the usual methods would not work on him, so he deliberately blasted the black blade formed by black fire and set off a large fire to burn his mother's Divine Sense. He didn't expect to burn it a bit too much.

He appeared on his sword, rushed over, and wiped away the black flames with a wave of his hand. Chu Dingfang was no longer able to stay in the air; his figure swayed and plummeted downwards from the clouds. Yue Qianchou swiftly moved forward, grabbing his Storage Bag and lifting him up. His twisted and struggling appearance was indeed a pitiful sight; the old man couldn't even scream anymore, just howling incoherently.

With a flick of his wrist, a burst of azure flame erupted, intending to finish him off quickly. But he paused slightly, the flame leaving a glint of azure light on his fingertips, severing the rope on the Storage Bag, and Chu Dingfang fell headfirst.

"Try my 'Star Absorbing Great Method' on you." Yue Qianchou swung his palm at the falling person. A puff of white smoke rose from Chu Dingfang's body, and he instantly withered like a skeleton before drifting down from the clouds.

Those below had been watching intently from above. When the explosion rang out, the white clouds overhead instantly darkened, and no one knew what had happened. Only Nong Zhu could recall the word "black fire."

Immediately following was a chilling, piercing scream, a sound even more terrifying than the wailing of ghosts and wolves, almost unbelievable to be made by a human. Judging from the timbre, it should be Chu Dingfang's.

Another one has followed in their footsteps, and this time it's a master at the late Tribulation Transcendence stage. The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, all wondering what strange thing was hidden in the white clouds.

"Whoosh!" Chu Dingfang's Japanese sword fell first, embedding itself directly in the field, proving that everyone's guess about the unfortunate victim was correct. Then, everyone saw a corpse fall, but strangely, it didn't fall as fast, with a somewhat erratic feeling.

"Thud!" Chu Dingfang, who had been curled up, landed steadily on the soft ground.

"Not dead?" Everyone was stunned for a moment when suddenly, a sharp "whoosh" rang out. Before everyone's eyes, in a split second, Chu Dingfang was instantly torn to pieces, his entire body collapsing to the ground in a heap. His whole being crumbled into fragments and dust...

"Hiss!" Many people in the crowd gasped, their eyes filled with disbelief. What kind of death was this?

In fact, the moment Chu Dingfang's body shattered, the person facing him saw a scene that would be unforgettable for a lifetime. His features were withered and emaciated, a true case of skin and bones; even his eyeballs had shriveled to the size of two soybeans, hanging outside their sockets, which were now dark holes. The flesh on his face was shrunken and dried up, and his once-white teeth had decayed into a yellowish hue.

It was as if Chu Dingfang had lived for millions of years during this journey above and below the clouds, becoming a mummified corpse from millions of years in the future. If it weren't for the commotion above and the robes he wore, who would believe that he was Chu Dingfang?

Unfortunately, he was facing the same direction as Furong. Furong gagged, almost vomiting, but thankfully the mummified corpse collapsed in an instant. Otherwise, if she had looked at it any longer, Furong would definitely have thrown up.

Wen Rui was equally shocked; this way of dying was too bizarre.

Nong Zhu's pupils constricted sharply as she immediately recalled the scene from that night when Yue Qianchou's palm strike had instantly withered and died, the flowers and trees dying in an instant. Although one was a plant and the other a person, both had undoubtedly met the same fate.

This kid finally used this trick on a person! Nong Zhu remembered that Yue Qianchou wanted to try this Method Formula on him that night. If he had agreed then and couldn't resist, the ugly corpse he saw just now would have been his fate.

The thought of possibly ending up like that sent a chill down his spine. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Bastard! He just figured out something, and he doesn't even know its importance, yet he wants to use me as a practice subject. I don't know what Old Bi was teaching him; of all things, he taught such a terrifying thing."

Nong Zhu made a decision on the spot: she would leave immediately after this incident. She and that kid were always arguing; what if one day he angered him and did the same to her? What if she couldn't handle it?

Wen Rui took a breath, turned his head, and asked telepathically, "Sir, the Method Formula Yue Qianchou uses are all things I've never seen or heard of before. Could you tell me, what is his background?" In his memory, Mr. Nongzhu was the most sociable person in the world. Since he always showed Yue Qianchou some leniency, he must know his origins.

Nong Zhu paused, shook her head slightly, and replied telepathically, "It's better if you don't know. In short, he has a powerful background. Your Wen family can't afford to offend him."

"Could he be Bi Changchun's disciple?" Wen Rui asked in surprise. His Wen family patriarch Wen Lanfeng, was the second-best martial artist in the world, second only to Bi Changchun. If even his Wen family couldn't afford to offend him, who else could it be but Bi Changchun? Nong Zhu was taken aback; he had actually guessed correctly. But Wen Rui's next words surprised him even more.

Wen Rui shook his head, denying it himself, "It shouldn't be. I've witnessed Bi Changchun's methods. Even though they are unpredictable and mysterious, they are still upright and domineering. There's nothing similar to Yue Qianchou's methods. Master and disciple wouldn't act like that. Besides, Yue Qianchou's Method Formula have Evil Qi, unlike a disciple taught by Bi Changchun."

Nong Zhu remained silent. How do you know it wasn't taught by Bi Changchun? I personally heard the Method Formula from Bi Changchun and witnessed the process of its mastery.

"In short, if there's anything your Wen family can do to help him in the future, please do so. It won't do your Wen family any harm." Nong Zhu gave an ambiguous answer, not wanting to create another major enemy for Yue Qianchou as he traveled among the kingdoms.

"Thank you for the reminder, sir." Wen Rui nodded slightly and sighed, "It is said that all Law Technique in the world originated from China, and Yue Qianchou is from China. His Method Formula is truly amazing. It seems that it is a good thing that my Wen family did not interfere in the conflict between the two sides. The great China is indeed full of hidden talents and is not as simple as it seems on the surface. I'm afraid that things will not go so smoothly for the other countries."

Nong Zhu glanced at him, utterly speechless. She thought to herself, "You really have a knack for making connections."

"Awooo..." A clear howl echoed from the heavens, as if proclaiming his victory. Yue Qianchou, refreshed and invigorated, rode his Ling Feng straight down, landing and glancing at Chu Dingfang's remains. He was quite satisfied with the power of his water technique. This was the first time he had personally killed a late Tribulation Transcendence stage; it was truly a memorable moment.

"Anyone else Qi Ingestion?" This short sentence revealed intense confidence. Yue Qianchou coldly surveyed his surroundings, exuding an air of dominance. He felt he hadn't felt this way in a long time; after being a petty thug for so long, the feeling of being a gang leader, which he had forgotten for so long, had returned.

Nong Zhu smiled bitterly. "You killed Bing Chengzi's disciple, you killed Yin Baikang's disciple, and now you've killed Hu Changshou's disciple. You've really messed with all of these scoundrels. You've offended three of the top ten late Spirit Transformation stage experts in the world. Good luck!"

The black-robed elder in the crowd transmitted his voice to the purple-robed man beside him. "Brother Yu, this kid's cultivation is still shallow, yet he has already shown his talent. Given time, he will surely become a menace. Let's take this opportunity to eliminate him together."

The purple-robed elder frowned and replied, "Brother Guan, it would be a laughing stock for two late Tribulation Transcendence stage Nascent Soul Realm in front of everyone."

"That's not how it works," the black-robed elder said in a deep voice. "A young man from China challenges cultivators from various countries. If we let him leave alive while none of us can stop him, that would be a huge joke. Besides, he said it himself. It's fine if we all attack together; even just the two of us wouldn't be against the rules."

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