Chapter 1410: What Kind Of Knife Is This!

Jiang Yuan struck out with a palm, his immense cultivation and blade intent colliding head-on!

A terrifying sonic boom shook the heavens, the residual force of the impact sweeping through like a storm. Whether it was the phantom images of ancient sages or the onlookers in the distance, all were sent tumbling.

However.

The moment Jiang Yuan's palm, which he had unleashed at great cost, touched the blade intent, it disintegrated like rotten wood. Not only was it unable to block the blade, but it couldn't even delay it for a few breaths!

"Boom!"

Before the echoes of the explosion could fully dissipate, the blade's light had already shattered everything in its path, cleaving through the air!

It was a strike that reached the heavens and pierced the earth, unstoppable even by gods or ghosts!

In the blink of an eye, the killing intent had arrived.

Even Jiang Yuan, at this moment, was visibly shaken, forced to use his movement technique to evade the attack!

But the blade was simply too fast.

Even as Jiang Yuan twisted through the void with his flash step, he couldn't avoid it entirely. As the blade's light grazed his shoulder, a strand of white hair was severed, floating in the air like a rootless weed!

In an instant, it turned to dust!

Witnessing this scene, the phantom images behind him turned deathly pale!

Elder Jiang was one of the most ancient sages of Yunxing, his cultivation at its peak. Even if this was just a clone, his hair was comparable to a divine artifact. Yet, under the blade's light, it was as fragile as straw?

If they were to be struck by that blade, the consequences would be unimaginable!

In an instant.

The phantoms retreated in rapid succession, their usual arrogance and confidence gone. Their panicked movements were somewhat comical, but more terrifying was the fact that if Jiang Yuan hadn't forcefully used his clone to unleash a divine technique earlier, they wouldn't even have had the chance to retreat in such disgrace.

A single blade strike had forced the ancient sages to scatter!

Even so, the momentum of the blade's light showed no signs of weakening!

It traveled thousands of miles, continuously rising.

It pierced through the clouds, straight into the heavens!

Finally, it streaked across the starry sky like a terrifying meteor, forcing even floating asteroids to veer away. Only then did the blade's intent gradually dissipate, vanishing into the infinite cosmos.

Gazing at this scene.

The ancient sages who had narrowly escaped fell into silence.

At this moment, they felt a strange sense of relief, as if they had narrowly escaped a calamity. Looking down at the deep valley beneath their feet, they couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Gulp..."

The valley was bottomless, its walls still crumbling, with dust-like debris falling continuously. There was no trace of life to be found, making it akin to hell.

If that blade had struck them...

The thought had barely formed in their minds when cold sweat began to drip down their temples!

Suddenly, the entire area fell eerily silent.

Jiang Yuan's eyes were fixed on Pork Rong, his expression grave. His gaze swept over the short knife in Pork Rong's hand, and for the first time, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

When he spoke again, his voice carried a hint of urgency!

"What kind of knife is that?!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the entire area was jolted awake!

The ancient sages' phantoms turned their heads sharply, their eyes locking onto the dark glow of the short knife. In an instant, understanding dawned in their eyes, and they stared at it with unblinking intensity!

Under the gaze of everyone present.

Pork Rong, while wiping his beloved knife, answered truthfully.

"A butcher's knife!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Jiang Yuan and the other sages were momentarily stunned.

Then, their faces turned a mixture of green and red!

A butcher's knife?

Such a terrifying treasure, and its name was something so vulgar?

If such a divine blade was merely a tool for slaughtering pigs, then what did that make the so-called divine weapons of the world? If they couldn't even withstand a single strike from it, even if they were just clones, didn't that make them no better than pigs?

What a joke.

This was absolutely impossible!

Such a brazen statement was clearly nothing more than an insult.

This brat, relying on the power of the divine knife, was truly fearless!

Hmph!!!

The ancient sages' phantoms were instantly enraged, but since they were only clones today and feared the knife's power, they didn't dare to act out. They could only clench their fists in frustration.

Pork Rong, however, didn't back down in the slightest. He continued to step forward, knife in hand.

"Gentlemen."

"Today, even if I die, I will protect the Star Lord. If you wish to continue this fight, I will see it through to the end!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the blade flashed with a cold light!

In an instant, the anger in the air was suppressed!

One man, one knife, standing tall between heaven and earth. No matter how powerful the forces arrayed against him, none could match him!

The situation had reached a stalemate.

The ancient sages were red-faced, their impotent rage barely contained.

Only Jiang Yuan still retained some clarity in his eyes. After studying Pork Rong for a moment, he waved his sleeve, opening a rift in the void.

As he stepped into the void.

This ancient sage paused and turned back, his voice echoing across the heavens and earth.

"Young man, you are formidable. I will remember you."

"However, do not think that just because you possess a divine weapon, you can act with impunity. The laws of heaven and earth are fixed, and aiding evil will bring retribution. When we return in our true forms, you will not be able to withstand us. If you turn back now, it is not too late."

"Young one, take care..."

His voice reverberated for thousands of miles, and the other sages had no choice but to follow him and leave.

The phantoms dissipated without a sound.

The battle had finally come to an end.

With no one else around, the shop assistants excitedly landed on the ground, their faces filled with pride and excitement. They rushed forward to surround Pork Rong, cheering and praising him enthusiastically!

"Holy crap!"

"Boss! You were so badass just now!"

"Badass? That's an understatement! You were radiating badassery for thousands of miles! Even the ancient sages were driven back by you. Just witnessing this battle is enough to brag about for half a lifetime!"

"Boss, when we return to Shadow Island, we'll definitely..."

...

Before they could finish their excited chatter, Pork Rong suddenly turned pale.

Before anyone could react, he half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. If it weren't for the butcher's knife supporting him, he might have collapsed!

"Whew... Whew..."

Seeing him like this, the shop assistants were terrified.

They quickly moved to support him, their eyes filled with concern.

"Boss!"

"Are you hurt?!"

It took several breaths before Pork Rong's complexion improved slightly. Still gasping, he reassured them.

"Whew... I'm fine."

"I just overexerted myself earlier. I just need to rest for a bit."

With that, Pork Rong put away his butcher's knife and sat down cross-legged to meditate.

Seeing this, the shop assistants quickly formed a protective circle around him. As they reflected on what had just happened, they began to realize just how dangerous the situation had been!

Exchanging glances, they couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

"So, the boss was really pushing himself to the limit!"

"That move of his, the 'Gut Slash,' was way more powerful than before. He must have forced it out, and after fighting continuously earlier, it couldn't have been easy."

"Man, those ancient sages are really something, to push the boss to this point."

"Hmph, I still think the boss came out on top!"

"That's true. Whether it's acting or strength, the boss won!"

"Still, what if they come back next time? What do we do then?"

"Don't worry! With the boss here, if they dare to cause trouble again, we'll just send them packing again!"

...

As soon as the words were spoken, Pork Rong slowly opened his eyes.

When he spoke, his tone was grave.

"It's not that simple."

His deep voice startled the shop assistants, who quickly gathered around.

Before they could say anything, Pork Rong slowly stood up, his expression serious.

"As Elder Jiang said."

"Those sages were only here in their clone forms today. My victory was entirely due to the divine knife's power. If they come back in their true forms, even if all of us combined our strength, we wouldn't be able to stop them."

Hearing this, the shop assistants' faces turned pale with worry.

"What do we do then..."

"These old-timers are really determined to cause trouble! What if they come back? We can't reason with them, and we can't fight them. Are we just supposed to let them ruin our plans?"

"That's absolutely not an option!"

"Should we ask for help from the island?"

As their eyes turned to him, Pork Rong nodded.

"Yes, you're all right."

"If those sages come back, we'll have to ask for help from the island's experts. This matter is too big for us to handle alone. You keep an eye on Long Tian. I'll go back and report to the Fifth Miss!"

The Fifth Miss?

Hearing this name, the shop assistants felt a sense of relief.

She was the personal disciple of the Master, her wisdom unparalleled. With her status, she could mobilize the island's experts. Dealing with these troublesome sages shouldn't be a problem.

After giving his instructions, Pork Rong opened a rift in the void and left.

The shop assistants, now back in their roles as Star God Guards, resumed their duties of protecting Long Tian.

After a while.

Long Tian finally woke up.

Seeing that the Star Lord's mansion had been reduced to ruins, with nothing but endless desert in sight, he was utterly bewildered, feeling as if his intelligence had been short-circuited.

"This..."

"Where did those people from earlier go?"

"What happened here?"

Three questions in a row, like a curious child.

The Star God Guards, who had once been shop assistants, were masters of emotional intelligence and acting. They had prepared their story in advance and quickly spun a convincing tale.

Even though Long Tian had some wits about him, with the enemies gone, he could only half-believe their explanation.

Not long after.

The ruined city of Luohai began to rebuild, once again brimming with life. As long as the Star Lord was alive, the cultivators from all walks of life would remain steadfast.

It seemed as if everything had been nothing more than a small ripple.

Meanwhile.

The ancient sages who had turned the land into a desert were anything but calm. Recalling the humiliation they had suffered, their anger only grew fiercer. Above the nine heavens, thunder and lightning intertwined!