Star Trace Gate

Chapter 660: The world is so big, you and I are just mortals

The sword, which was broken into more than a dozen sections, fell from mid-air, tinkling like a metal instrument in the quiet corridor.

Zhang Linghuo raised his head woodenly and looked at Ding Hun in disbelief, as if he could not accept this fact at all.

That was a third-grade magic weapon. Although it was not a rare item, it was as hard as iron or stone. However, the man in front of him only used two fingers to break it...

Ding Hun looked down at him indifferently, slowly raised his left palm, and caused the surrounding void to distort, creating a strange ripple.

"Oh!"

With one palm strike, Zhang Linghuo, who was in shock, felt as if he was hit hard by a mountain. His body flew backwards and broke several pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes before falling to the ground in a mess.

The pillars of the corridor collapsed, smoke and dust billowed, and the tiles on the corridor fell down with a loud bang, hitting Zhang Linghuo's body like a rainstorm.

He lay prone on the ground, holding the broken objects on his back, exerted force with his arms twice, and then slowly stood up with gritted teeth.

"puff!"

He had just climbed halfway up when a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Zhang Linghuo raised his head with bloodshot and dull eyes, looking towards the front of the corridor, only to see Ding Hun walking towards him slowly and standing five steps away from him.

In the dark corridor, with smoke and dust slowly dissipating, the young man in black robe stood there tall and straight, looking at himself like a god looking down at an ant.

There was no astral fluctuation in his body, but relying solely on the strength of his flesh and blood, he broke the sword with two fingers and shattered Zhang Linghuo's "pride" with one palm.

At this moment, the pressure that Ding Hun exerted on Zhang Linghuo was no less than that of his master who had taught him for more than ten years.

When the dust settled, Ding Hun looked at him indifferently. In the dim candlelight, he slowly raised his right arm and hooked his hand towards Zhang Linghuo.

"You are bullying... you are bullying too much!"

Zhang Linghuo, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, was completely furious when he saw the other party's action. He roared with a surge of Xingyuan aura: "Do you really think I'm an ant?! Arrogant!"

He was born in a humble family, but had a smooth life. He was known as a genius in his hometown since he was young. After entering the Wanxiang Sect, he was favored by his master and his status was far higher than that of his fellow disciples. This made him believe that talent and hard work are equally important, but it also made him arrogant and look down on others.

In that secret realm, in the small area covered by Wanxiang Gate, no one of his peers had ever looked down on him like that.

"boom!!!"

Zhang Linghuo no longer hid his strength, his aura at the peak of the third rank rose to its highest point at this moment, and endless star power gushed out from the star core in his abdomen.

Bathed in the divine light, he seemed to have regained a little confidence and dignity. He just raised his hand and waved it, and the whisk fell into his right palm.

"brush!"

A peach wood sword flew out from between his eyebrows and floated in front of him like a fairy object.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ding Hun, saying word by word: "Do you really think your physical body is invincible?!"

The aura surged, blowing through the corridor like a strong wind, but suddenly dissipated when it approached Ding Hun's body.

He just stared at Zhang Linghuo quietly, without moving.

"Wanxiang Sword Technique - Slash the Soul!"

Zhang Linghuo roared, and pointed his right hand into a sword, causing the peach wood sword to emit a strong pure yang energy, and stabbed straight into Ding Hun's forehead.

As the battle started, the surging star power in Zhang Linghuo's body was like a tributary river, merging into the almost endless miasma.

The miasma created a strange wave, dissipating like a vast ocean, amplifying Zhang Linghuo's personal aura by more than a hundred times, dispersing it, and pushing it away...

……

Gutan Village, upper left.

Tang Feng, who was accepting an errand and chatting with a brothel owner, suddenly felt a strong breath surging, as if it was right beside him.

He reacted very quickly, turned around suddenly, and immediately released his awareness.

No, that aura was far away from him, and it was very familiar, like a peak third-grade divine power master...

Yes, it was miasma. The miasma magnified the fluctuations of the breath, so I could sense it from such a distance.

Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little surprised, "Is that idiot crazy? He is exposing his aura so recklessly? It seems that he is going to fight to the death... Should I go over and take a look?"

"Hey, that's not right!"

He sensed it carefully again and blurted out, "I was wondering why this aura was so familiar, it turned out to be Zhang Linghuo. Oh, it's okay then..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up at the madam and said, "Rich Man Wang paid money to buy your goddaughter from the brothel. This is a legal transaction. If you ask me to take her back alive, it will be difficult for me to do so. Unless... you can give me the same treatment as Rich Man Wang."

Gutan Village, lower right.

The dragon head also sensed Zhang Linghuo's breath, but she just paused for a moment and ignored it.

About five miles away from the dragon head, Xu Qingzhao, who had just completed a task, was eating a peach and walking slowly under the protection of the Night Wanderer.

A strong smell came over her. She frowned slightly and murmured softly, "Oh, a genius is a genius. He can do a job so hard that his life is at stake. It's really admirable...!"

Zhang Linghuo used his supernatural powers to the utmost, which made almost all the supernatural masters in Gutan Village sense his presence.

At this point, the horror of the miasma began to emerge. If a person with supernatural powers tried his best to improve his combat power, everyone would notice it in an instant and he would become a target.

However, everyone only sensed Zhang Linghuo's aura but did not notice at all that he was fighting against someone, because Ding Hun only fought him with his physical body from beginning to end and did not reveal any supernatural abilities.

As a result, almost everyone believed that Zhang Linghuo encountered fatal danger during a mission and had to raise his Qi to fight to the death.

Therefore, at least a dozen disciples of Wanxiang Sect who were very close to him all rushed to Sanyuan Medical Clinic. After all, they were from the same sect, and although Zhang Linghuo was arrogant, he was actually a "child" who had not grown up. He looked cold but was warm-hearted, and he liked to be flattered. His fellow disciples were also taken care of by him. Naturally, when he was in danger, these people would not stand idly by.

As a result, the Wanxiang Sect disciples who came to reinforce Zhang Linghuo saw that his aura had increased drastically and that his life was obviously in danger, so they all used their magical powers in order to quickly travel.

The breath was infinitely expanded and pushed far away in the miasma. In just a few dozen breaths, the entire upper right area of ​​Gutan Village was turned into a complete mess.

……

In a narrow alley less than two miles away from Sanyuan Medical Clinic, Ren Ye squatted on the ground, looking at the sky in bewilderment, muttering in a state of near collapse: "Damn it... Is this spiritual fire born to nemesis me? Where am I going to hand in the mission? Why are you risking your life for no reason?! I have no idea what to do."

"What on earth has happened to you that you are willing to risk your life like this?"

"And these Wanxiang Sect disciples are also stupid. Why are they all rushing to Sanyuan Medical Clinic?"

"Are they going to attack Ping'an County?"

"...Then should I, Chu Yunfei, help this place or not?"

Ren also sensed Zhang Linghuo's location, so he was very nervous. He didn't know what was wrong with the other party, so naturally he didn't dare to go over and take the risk.

"brush!"

At this time, the divine child appeared, looked at Ren Ye with a silly look and said, "The aura of Sanyuan Medical Clinic has exploded, and the fat Taoist priest is unsure, so he asked me to come and ask you, should we still go?"

Ren Ye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he waved his hand and urged, "Of course I have to go! Tell Fatty that the Great Order Camp wants to assign him a difficult task that he cannot refuse...!

Ten breaths later, Shenwa stood in front of Master Chu and said, "The great mission is that the boss wants you to explore the way to Sanyuan Medical Clinic."

Master Chu was stunned for a long time, then he cursed: "Too much, isn't it too much?! I am going to cheat you of 1.2 million star sources, are you treating me like a beast?! What's more, I didn't cheat you of anything, and I even lost 30 pills...!"

"The boss said that this is a difficult task that cannot be refused." Shenwa repeated truthfully.

"you you you……!"

Master Chu pointed at the open space in front and stuttered with anger.

A minute later, under the surveillance of Shenwa, Master Chu took the lead and headed for Sanyuan Medical Clinic. Ren Ye followed behind, walking the same path that Master Chu had taken, and he was in a very stable state.

……

"Bang!!"

"Crack!"

"Whoosh!"

In the inner courtyard of Sanyuan Medical Clinic, there were sounds of bones breaking and magic weapons collapsing. Six third-grade masters of supernatural powers all flew backwards and fell to the ground in a panic, each of them seriously injured.

Ding Hun stood outside the flower garden without being stained by dust, looking coldly at the debris on the ground and the lying masters with magical powers, his eyes indifferent.

Twenty breaths ago, three disciples from Wanxiang Sect came to rescue Zhang Linghuo. After each of them made one move, they were beaten so hard that the divine light all over their bodies dissipated, and they lay on the ground, unable to get up.

Ten breaths ago, three more people arrived. Ding Hun stood on the side of the flower garden and moved. With just one punch, one kick and one palm, the three people's magic weapons were shattered. After suffering the backlash, they were seriously injured.

He still did not use any magical powers, but only relied on his physical body to crush the younger generation of Wanxiang Sect with ease.

Not far away, Zhang Linghuo was lying on the ground with his right arm broken and his peach wood sword shattered into pieces. Even the thick bun on his head was pulled out alive by Ding Hun along with a large piece of scalp.

He was defeated miserably. Even though his aura was at its peak, he could not last more than ten rounds against Ding Hun.

The scalp was falling off in the messy hair, and bloody red blood was flowing out, dyeing Zhang Linghuo's eyes red.

He saw Ding Hun, who was standing beside the flower bed, slowly bent down, picked up the whisk he had dropped on the ground, and walked towards him.

"Snapped!"

Ding Hun silently placed the whisk in front of Zhang Linghuo's eyes, then stood up straight, looked down at him, stretched out his right arm again, and hooked his palm after a pause.

The same silent movements, the same extremely cold eyes...

But this time, Zhang Linghuo no longer had the desire to stand up and fight again.

Facing Ding Hun was like facing a mountain a hundred feet high. No matter how hard he tried, he seemed unable to shake him at all.

The feeling of powerlessness and the shame of having one's dignity crushed to the ground and trampled on cannot be expressed in words...

He raised his head again, his eyes bleeding, and said hoarsely to Ding Hun: "I... I can't defeat you."

This was the first time in Zhang Linghuo's life that he admitted that he was worse than others and the first time he admitted defeat.

Ding Hun looked at him and did not respond.

"But... but there is no shortage of geniuses in the righteous path, and there will always be people who will step on you." Zhang Linghuo lay in the ruins, panting: "I admit... I am not the protagonist. However, I will not let you succeed."

Ding Hun was slightly stunned when he heard this.

"...After you and I fought, all those who came were my fellow disciples!"

"Why isn't there a single Chaos Camp magical power user around here?!"

"Why are you waiting for me here? To humiliate me so that I can unleash my strongest fighting power to fight you?!"

"...!"

Zhang Linghuo spit out blood and muttered to himself, "I guess all the Chaos Masters around here are hiding? They are each occupying a corner, trying to attract reinforcements from my Wanxiang Sect's disciples so that they can be captured in one fell swoop?!"

When Ding Hun heard this, a look of seriousness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I...I won't let you succeed! And I won't be captured!!"

Zhang Linghuo looked stubbornly at the six brothers who had fallen to the ground, and suddenly shouted: "My fellow brothers!! You and I were originally ordinary people, and we were able to change our fate with the guidance of the sect and the master! This time, we came to the old sect from the Wanxiang Sect to fight for revival, and we can only win, not lose!"

"We have gained all the magical powers from the sect, and today we will disperse and commit suicide to repay the sect's kindness!"

"Everyone... shine the power of the stars with me, and return your souls here!!!"

"boom!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Linghuo suddenly stood up. When he was unable to lift one arm, he first suddenly gathered his divine power, and then suddenly burst out with his aura.

Ding Hun was shocked when he saw this.

He turned his head suddenly, only to see the other six disciples of Wanxiang Sect, all of them were studying Zhang Linghuo, constantly urging their divine powers to converge.

The miasma was like a medium for communicating with the outside world, infinitely expanding the aura of several people. So, at this moment, everyone noticed that the aura of Zhang Linghuo and the other seven people was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, shining like stars.

……

"Tap!"

Ren Ye, who was about to walk towards Sanyuan Clinic, suddenly stopped and said with a changed expression: "It's a trap! Zhang Linghuo is reminding everyone not to get close to the clinic!"