Chapter 666: Setting Off

A great sun hung across the sky, startling too many figures; even the older generation of strong men were left speechless, unable to utter a word.

“Such terrifying martial arts…” The White family ancestor was also alarmed, his gaze fixed solemnly on the sun hanging in the sky, inwardly pondering that even he could not withstand it.

“Yang Tian is really risking his life…” Ningxue looked at his pale face, a trace of worry appearing on her cheeks as she murmured to herself.

“Sister, Yang Tian will definitely beat that old turtle to death!” Ningxiu waved her jade-like hands.

Xiaohai’s gaze was extremely grave; at this moment, the defensive techniques gathered around him were immensely powerful, with a massive Eight Trigram covering the sky and earth.

“Eight Trigram Divine Diagram!” he roared. The divine diagram swirling around him suddenly turned, shaking the ten directions of heaven and earth; the very sky trembled slightly, clearly stirred.

Rumble! The great sun hung across the sky, crashing into the circular Eight Trigram. The thunderous sound echoed through the heavens, and the entire Eight Trigram instantly dented but did not break.

“You little bastard, you tricked me!” Xiaohai was enraged, shrieking. He had thought he would be injured by this martial technique, but it turned out to be so feeble.

“It shouldn’t be this weak…” Ningxue’s eyes first narrowed, but then she saw Yang Tian’s cold smile and felt greatly reassured.

The White family members secretly regretted it, but at this moment their eyes nearly popped out as Yang Tian let out a deep shout, and the heaven and earth shook violently.

Like celestial maidens scattering flowers, golden torrents surged furiously, completely engulfing the sky and earth, leaving only blazing light visible.

Rumble! The thunderous sound echoed through the heavens; the earth itself sank, raising a vast cloud of dust—a magnificent scene, unforgettable.

The world was brilliantly bright, with狂暴 divine might continuously bursting forth, like a blazing sun exploding—a terrifying sight.

The people around were stunned, their incredulous gazes sweeping over Yang Tian, finding it hard to imagine that such a terrifying commotion was caused by him.

Yang Tian did not look well; his lips were pale, and the energy within his body was nearly depleted, leaving him dizzy and faint.

“Has that old turtle been blasted to death by Brother Yang?” Ningxiu’s big eyes scanned the boiling heaven and earth, muttering to herself.

“Even if he isn’t dead, he’s probably half-crippled.” Ningxue curled her jade-like fingers around the hair on her shoulder, pursed her lips, and smiled.

Under the gaze of the crowd, as the dust ahead cleared, a miserable body appeared in everyone’s eyes, and they all stood dumbfounded.

He was disheveled, his whole body bloody and mangled, his left arm nearly broken. Now coughing up blood, he stared at Yang Tian with a venomous gaze, his fury self-evident.

“Very well!” Xiaohai spoke heavily, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and roared, “If I don’t avenge this, I swear I am no man!”

“Old man, can you still fight?” Hearing this, Yang Tian shrugged and sneered.

Xiaohai’s face twitched; he had nearly been blasted to death inside. If he continued fighting, it would leave lingering effects hard to recover from.

With a reluctant glance at Yang Tian, he suddenly shook his body and dashed outward at extreme speed.

Xiaohai fled, causing an uproar among the White family. This great emperor had been scared away, truly astonishing.

Yang Tian, however, was powerless to kill Xiaohai; his cultivation had now fallen to half-step quasi-emperor, his strength greatly diminished.

Seeing him flee, Yang Tian let out a heavy sigh of relief. A wave of weakness reached his heart, and he couldn’t help but sigh: “The great emperor realm is truly extraordinary.”

Even his strongest move had been blocked, showing the terror of a great emperor, let alone the rare emperor lord.

“Are you alright?” Ningxue moved lightly, walking gracefully over, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Tian’s face as she inquired.

Hearing this, Yang Tian shrugged and said indifferently, “Still alive, barely. Luckily that old man left.”

“I am truly grateful to you, young friend. I am deeply indebted.” At this moment, the White family ancestor appeared before Yang Tian, speaking with a smile, though a trace of worry remained deep in his eyes.

Xiaohai had suffered such a great loss; he would likely not let their family off easily, and endless trouble would follow.

“You’re too kind, old sir. Most of this was caused by me.” Yang Tian pursed his lips and said.

“I think you should leave soon, young friend. Otherwise, given Xiaohai’s temperament, he will probably return quickly.” Stroking his beard, the White family ancestor said slowly.

“Thank you for the advice, old sir.” Nodding, Yang Tian naturally knew that since he had learned the Carefree Step, Carefree Valley would never allow their sect’s supreme technique to be learned by an outsider; they would surely take it back.

Ningxue pursed her lips but ultimately swallowed the words stuck in her throat. Now that her family was about to face disaster, she absolutely could not attend the Alchemy Conference.

His eyes sweeping over the faces of the White family members, Yang Tian sighed softly, and a token appeared in his hand.

“Ningxue, take this token to the Star River Sect and find a woman named Yuyao. This token will serve as repayment for the help your family has given me.”

As his faint words fell, the whole crowd began to stir, their gazes fixed on a token shining with starlight, engraved with the words “Star Token.”

“Star River Sect…” Ningxue held the token in her jade hand, a hint of doubt in her eyes. Could a single token really make the Star River Sect act? Wasn’t that too bold?

But as her gaze shifted, she found that Yang Tian’s figure had already disappeared. Ningxue’s jade hand trembled slightly, and a trace of resentment appeared in her eyes.

However, neither the White family members nor Yang Tian knew that the moment this Star Token was taken out of the Ancestral Dragon Ring, the entire upper echelons of the Star River Sect were shaken!

It was like the sky itself; every hall radiated the divine light of stars, resonating with the great stars in the void—truly terrifying.

Everywhere was dazzling, with endless starlight flickering. The mysterious small world was extremely vast, and the stellar energy was very abundant, making it a sacred place for cultivation.

In the central hall, a group of old monsters were so excited they almost jumped up. Their fervent gazes fixed on the glowing token; after waiting bitterly for over a hundred thousand years, it had finally lit up.

“Ahhh… Yang Tian isn’t dead yet…” A fiery figure leaped over. She was dressed in purple, her temperament ethereal and elusive, like an orchid in a secluded valley—very beautiful.

This was none other than Yuyao. At this moment, she ground her small silver teeth, looking fierce, which made seven or eight old men roll their eyes.

As one of the most talented women in the Central Continent, Yuyao’s image was quite different from her appearance.

“Such a figure, having obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Star Sect, I should go and see him. Perhaps we can take him under our wing.” A white-robed old man, beaming with joy, smiled.

“Indeed, if he has truly entered the peak of the Creation Divine Pool, we should do our utmost to recruit him if there is such an opportunity.” A group of old men nodded. Yang Tian’s achievements spoke for themselves; few forces would turn him away.

“The Star Token is approaching. Could this little fellow really be about to join our sect?!” A lecherous old man, watching the movement of a star, exclaimed in delight.

“This little thief isn’t really coming, is he…” Yuyao rubbed her fair chin, unable to help muttering, “These old fellows are probably getting their hopes up for nothing. The little thief probably won’t come here to cultivate.”

“But since he’s come to the Central Continent, could he be here for the Alchemy Conference?” At this moment, a sly look appeared in her eyes, and she lowered her head with a smile.

“Hmm, this child is indeed extraordinary. I’ve long heard of his alchemy skills.” Hearing Yuyao’s muttering, an old man spoke up.

“We must recruit him at all costs. If Yang Tian joins our Star River Sect, it would truly be a blessing!”

What expressions would these old men have if they knew that the person holding the token was a woman?

……

Yang Tian left Giant Spirit City, traveling without stopping, and fled far away, preparing to head to the Alchemy Dao Sect.

The Alchemy Dao Sect was a force passed down from ancient times, with unparalleled influence. Its disciples were all alchemists, and its strength was self-evident; it had produced supreme experts.

The rewards of this Alchemy Conference attracted many alchemists to go there; it was a place where every alchemist rose to prominence.

This grand event would stir up the winds and clouds of the entire continent!