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    Chapter 459

    The instant the enormous crystal sphere appeared, every cultivator nearby instinctively focused on it.

    Only one thought flashed through their minds.

    "Is... this giant green sphere the Crystal Thief?"

    Before anyone could react, the crystal sphere detonated.

    The faint emerald glow instantly transformed into a blinding white radiance.

    Like a newborn sun, the sphere expanded in an instant, swelling to several hundred meters in diameter. Its brilliance flooded heaven and earth, turning everything pure white.

    Everyone who witnessed it felt their pupils shrink to pinpoints before instinctively shutting their eyes.

    Even the dense mist surrounding Moonwatch Valley could not conceal its brilliance.

    The white light pierced through the mountain-protecting formation, illuminating the entire valley.

    The Unity Realm cultivators engulfed within the expanding sphere had no idea what had happened.

    Layer upon layer of defensive barriers collapsed without resistance.

    Their consciousness became nothing but endless white.

    Their thoughts disappeared.

    Their senses vanished.

    Everything dissolved into an eternal blankness.

    The remaining cultivators who had escaped the center of the explosion fared little better.

    A terrifying force struck them head-on.

    Their outer barriers shattered instantly.

    The impact seemed to smash directly into their souls, scattering their consciousness into countless fragments.

    For a brief instant, none of them could think.

    If they retained even a single thought...

    It was only one word.

    White.

    If they survived today...

    That overwhelming whiteness would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

    It felt capable of piercing even the soul itself.

    Unable to resist the force, their bodies were blasted away like stones launched from gigantic catapults.

    The immense spiritual power they had cultivated over centuries appeared utterly insignificant before such overwhelming destruction.

    Everything happened in less than an instant.

    Yet to those caught within it...

    Time itself seemed frozen.

    The shockwave spread outward in every direction.

    Mountains were stripped bare.

    Grass.

    Trees.

    Earth.

    Stone.

    Everything within its path disappeared.

    Entire peaks crumbled into dust before being carried away by the violent winds.

    Even the protective mist surrounding Moonwatch Valley was blasted apart for an instant.

    The cultivators still fighting inside the formation subconsciously looked upward.

    For a fleeting moment...

    They saw two suns hanging in the sky.

    Then—

    BOOM!!

    A deafening roar followed.

    The explosion echoed across countless mountains.

    Everyone who heard it felt their ears ring violently.

    Many temporarily lost all hearing.

    The tremendous vibration numbed their scalps.

    Their bones softened.

    Their entire bodies seemed on the verge of falling apart.

    Countless cultivators involuntarily slowed for an instant.

    Many enemies immediately seized the opportunity.

    Techniques flew.

    Flying swords pierced forward.

    Blood splattered throughout the battlefield.

    ...

    "What just happened?"

    Every cultivator shared the same question.

    None of them had ever witnessed anything remotely comparable.

    Had a Unity Realm cultivator self-destructed?

    Impossible.

    Even a Unity Realm self-destruction could never produce such terrifying power.

    ...

    Yashan glanced toward the distant explosion.

    A knowing smile appeared on his face.

    Taking advantage of his stunned opponent, he drove his flying sword straight through the enemy's chest.

    Then he muttered happily,

    "Boss Wei's bomb."

    He silently mourned the unfortunate victims for exactly three-tenths of a second before immediately returning to battle.

    ...

    Elsewhere...

    Feng Ling stared blankly into the distance.

    Almost instinctively, she launched Green Swallow, killing the dazed intruder before turning toward Feng Cheng and Feng Hua.

    "...Could that have been Feng Wei?"

    She immediately shook her head.

    "Impossible..."

    After another moment, she frowned.

    "...Then again... what's impossible about that fellow anymore?"

    Feng Cheng and Feng Hua remained completely stunned.

    Their ears buzzed endlessly.

    Their bodies were still trembling from the terrifying shockwave.

    Everything they had just witnessed lay completely beyond their understanding.

    ...

    Meanwhile, the Nascent Soul elders maintaining Moonwatch Valley's mountain-protecting formation remained unaware that the six masters had already escaped.

    They continued desperately supporting the formation while resisting the invading cultivators.

    However...

    The situation worsened every moment.

    More disciples died.

    One formation node after another fell silent.

    The mountain-protecting formation weakened continuously.

    Its collapse seemed only a matter of time.

    When they witnessed the brilliant white light erupting beyond the valley...

    When they heard the earth-shaking explosion...

    Their morale unexpectedly rose.

    "It must be the Valley Master!"

    "If the Valley Master is fighting outside..."

    "Then we cannot disgrace Moonwatch Valley!"

    Their attacks became even fiercer.

    ...

    Outside the valley...

    Many Nascent Soul cultivators from the Eighteen Sects had remained behind to intercept anyone attempting to escape.

    Even they stared toward the distant explosion in complete bewilderment.

    "What... was that?"

    "What kind of technique could create such terrifying power?"

    "Wasn't our Unity Realm ancestor over there?"

    "Should we go investigate?"

    Another cultivator immediately shook his head.

    "Only a fool would go."

    "Move farther away while you still can."

    ...

    Of the original thirty-nine remaining Unity Realm cultivators...

    Only twenty-one survived.

    Eighteen perished.

    Fifteen had stood inside the very center of the explosion.

    They vanished almost instantly.

    The remaining three survived the initial blast only to have every defensive barrier shattered by the following shockwave.

    Their bodies simply could not endure.

    The surviving twenty-one were thrown much farther away.

    Though they escaped death, each looked utterly miserable.

    Their elegant, immortal bearing had completely disappeared.

    After barely regaining consciousness, they instinctively attempted to rebuild their defensive barriers.

    Only then did they discover something horrifying.

    Their spiritual power no longer obeyed them.

    Although barriers could still be formed...

    They were only a fraction as strong as before.

    Then an even more terrifying realization struck them.

    The Three-Spirit Lockheart Array inside their bodies...

    ...had collapsed.

    The foreign spiritual power sustaining their Unity Realm cultivation had completely fallen into chaos.

    Their borrowed spiritual power was slipping beyond their control.

    Only the spiritual power they had cultivated themselves remained stable.

    Everything else was rapidly dispersing.

    If they failed to suppress the chaos immediately...

    They would fall back into the Nascent Soul Realm.

    Even worse...

    Once they regressed...

    There would be no second chance.

    The collapse of the Lockheart Array would permanently damage the very foundation of their bodies.

    Even if they survived...

    Their lifespans would be drastically shortened.

    Living another ten years would already be considered fortunate.

    Fear finally overwhelmed every remaining Unity Realm cultivator.

    "We must leave!"

    "Find somewhere to stabilize our cultivation!"

    They immediately fled in every direction.

    Yet another cruel truth awaited them.

    Their flying speed...

    ...had dropped dramatically.

    They were now only slightly faster than ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

    ...

    Ling Xuan fled desperately.

    Regret filled every corner of his heart.

    Everything had been perfectly peaceful.

    Why had he insisted on joining this expedition?

    He had known from the very beginning that he possessed no means of dealing with the Crystal Thief.

    Yet greed had clouded his judgment.

    He had already stood at the peak of the cultivation world.

    What more had he hoped to gain?

    Would it not have been better to peacefully enjoy the remainder of his long life?

    Unfortunately...

    There was no time left for regret.

    His only thought now was—

    Escape.

    ...

    Far away, Su Hao quietly watched the expanding white sphere.

    The intensity of the explosion temporarily disrupted even his spiritual perception.

    He lost sight of every Unity Realm cultivator.

    "The power isn't bad."

    He nodded slightly.

    "If that doesn't kill several people..."

    "...throwing away half my spiritual power would've been a real loss."

    Only after the explosion gradually subsided did his spiritual perception recover.

    Moments later, the remaining shockwave finally reached him.

    Wind and dust slammed harmlessly against his crystal armor.

    Having traveled such an immense distance, the blast had long since exhausted its strength.

    It merely rustled the surrounding grass.

    The prolonged rumble finally reached his ears.

    Rumble—

    Su Hao casually swung the crystal saber in his hand twice.

    The blade emitted a soft cyan glow.

    "There are still twenty-one spiritual signatures."

    "They're much weaker."

    "And completely unstable."

    A faint smile appeared beneath his crystal helmet.

    "Time to greet them properly."

    "The Crystal Thief you've been searching for..."

    "...has arrived."

    His spiritual sense immediately locked onto the nearest surviving Unity Realm cultivator.

    Number Nineteen.

    "Blink."

    Space twisted.

    A cyan blade silently appeared beside the fleeing cultivator.

    Before he could react...

    The saber sliced cleanly through his weakened barrier.

    Then across his neck.

    Slash.

    His head flew into the sky.

    His headless body continued flying several hundred meters before finally beginning to fall.

    Su Hao crushed the severed head with his off-hand blade.

    Without pausing for even a heartbeat...

    He raised his crystal saber once more.

    "Blink."
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    Chapter 460: The Arrival

    At the moment the colossal crystal bomb materialized, it captured the attention of all the cultivators around. A single thought flashed through their minds: "Is this glowing sphere the Crystal Thief?"

    Before anyone could react, the giant crystal sphere detonated.

    The eerie blue light it emitted turned into a blinding white radiance, expanding instantly to hundreds of meters in diameter, like a sun conjured from thin air, illuminating the land in bright white. All who saw it couldn't help but squint, their pupils shrinking to pinpoints as they closed their eyes. The light even pierced through the thick protective mist surrounding the valley, lighting up the entire fog.

    The cultivators enveloped by the expanding light, who hadn't even grasped what was happening, felt their protective barriers collapse layer by layer. Their consciousness was bathed in white, and then they lost the ability to think, sinking into an eternal pallor.

    Those fortunate enough not to be wrapped in the white light felt an unimaginable force hammering them. As their external shields shattered, their souls were hammered into fragments, leaving them devoid of even a simple thought.

    If they were to have any thought, it would be 'white'! If they were lucky enough to survive this day, they would never forget this extreme white, as if it could pierce through one's soul.

    Their bodies, unable to resist, were hurled outward like cannonballs.

    The mighty spiritual power they possessed seemed so feeble in the face of this overwhelming force.

    All of this happened in an instant.

    For many cultivators, that instant felt incredibly long, as if their consciousness had been frozen in time.

    A powerful shockwave spread from the center, erasing the grass, trees, mud, and stones on the surrounding mountain surfaces in a short time. Some peaks, as if eroded by time, were blown into dust, scattering into the air.

    The protective mist of the Valley of the Cloud-Gazing Moon was also blown away in an instant, allowing the many cultivators fighting within to catch a final glimpse of the two suns in the sky.

    "Boom—"

    What followed was a massive roar. After hearing it, the ears of many cultivators immediately buzzed, rendering them temporarily deaf to any other sounds around them.

    The intense vibration made everyone's scalp explode, and their bones instantly softened, as if their bodies could fall apart at any moment.

    This caused many cultivators to pause in their actions, and in that brief moment of hesitation, their enemies seized the opportunity and struck them down.

    "What happened???"

    This was the confusion in the hearts of all cultivators, a scene they had never witnessed before.

    Had a Nascent Soul cultivator self-destructed? But even the self-destruction of a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't possess such might, incomparable to this explosion.

    Yashan, seizing the moment of the enemy's confusion, slew an enemy with a single sword strike and immediately revealed a knowing smile: "This is Elder Wei's bomb!"

    He then mourned for the unfortunate victim of the explosion for 0.3 seconds.

    On the other side, the Fairy Wind Chime and others looked bewildered, not understanding what had happened. With a tremble of her hand, she reflexively shot the dazed intruders, then exchanged glances with Feng Cheng.

    Fairy Wind Chime murmured, "Could it be Feng Wei's doing? Impossible... But what's impossible about it?"

    Feng Cheng and Feng Hua's ears buzzed, their muscles tensed tightly, clearly beyond their comprehension.

    Meanwhile, the Nascent Soul elders of the Valley of the Cloud-Gazing Moon were unaware that their superior, the vein master, had already fled alone, leaving them to cover the retreat. They still held their positions, doing their utmost to maintain the protective array against the invading enemies.

    But gradually, they grew weaker. More and more disciples died, one array eye after another closed, and it wouldn't be long before the sect's gates would break.

    Seeing the dazzling white light outside the gates and hearing the tremendous roar, they were instead invigorated, reigniting a spark of fighting spirit as they fiercely confronted the invading Nascent Soul cultivators: "It must be the vein master! The vein masters are fighting outside the immortal gates, and we cannot lag behind!"

    Some Nascent Soul cultivators of the Eighteen Immortal Gates stood guard outside the gates to prevent the disciples of the Valley of the Cloud-Gazing Moon from escaping. At this moment, looking into the distance and feeling the strong shockwaves, they too were baffled.

    "What has happened?"

    "What a heart-shaking event! What kind of technique could create such a spectacle!"

    "That explosion... wasn't our Nascent Soul ancestor there?"

    "Should we go and see... Only a madman would go! It's better to take the chance to get as far away as possible."

    ...

    Out of thirty-nine Nascent Soul cultivators, twenty-one survived the explosion.

    Eighteen cultivators died directly in the violent explosion, their bodies too fragmented to be fully recovered.

    Among these eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators, fifteen were enveloped in the core of the explosion and died instantly, while three could not withstand the subsequent intense shock and died as their protective shields shattered.

    The twenty-one surviving Nascent Soul cultivators were scattered further away, barely withstanding the explosion, but they were severely injured and in a pitiful state, no longer possessing the calm and ethereal demeanor they once had.

    After barely regaining their senses, they instinctively tried to shield themselves, only to find their spiritual power in disarray. The shields were formed, but they were much weaker than before.

    The 'Lockheart Formation,' composed of various types of spiritual power, had collapsed!

    That is to say, the Nascent Soul cultivation they had obtained through other homogenous spiritual powers had been shattered in the violent explosion!

    Now, only the spiritual power they had cultivated from nothing was still under their control. The spiritual power they had plundered was gradually slipping away. If they couldn't find a place to meditate and reorganize the chaotic spiritual power in their bodies, these Nascent Soul cultivators would regress to the Nascent Soul stage.

    The key point was, once they regressed, there would be no possibility of cultivating back up.

    Because the essence of their bodies would also crumble with the dispersal of spiritual power. Even if they remained Nascent Soul cultivators, they would be extremely weakened, and whether they could survive another ten years was an unknown.

    "We must leave this place and stabilize our injuries quickly!" Realizing this, the Nascent Soul cultivators panicked and flew away, each fleeing for their lives.

    However, they discovered in horror that their escape speed was extremely slow, only slightly faster than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator...

    Ling Xuan, the sect master of the Three Unions Peak, was filled with regret. Why had he come to join in the commotion? Now, he might even lose his life because of it.

    He had been unable to deal with the Crystal Thief from the start, yet he had still thought of causing trouble for the other party.
    The lure of benefits moves the heart!

    But as a Nascent Soul cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of this world, what more could he want? What other benefits could he pursue? Wouldn't it be better to enjoy a thousand years of leisure in his 'later years'?

    What had bewitched him in the first place? He no longer had time to reflect on this, only wishing to leave as quickly as possible, using all his might to accelerate his escape technique.

    ...

    When Su Hao saw the white light rising in the distance, his spiritual sense was disrupted by the violent explosion, losing perception of the Nascent Soul cultivators.

    Su Hao muttered, "The power of this explosion seems decent; it should directly take out a few, right? If it doesn't take out a few, then throwing out half of my spiritual power would be a loss!"

    Until the explosion subsided and Su Hao's spiritual sense returned, and just then, the shockwave from the explosion finally reached where Su Hao was, accompanied by some wind and sand slapping against his towering crystal armor.

    But having traveled such a distance, the shockwave had lost much of its power, only causing the surrounding grass and leaves to rustle loudly.

    "Rumble—"

    The roaring sound stretched long and reached Su Hao's ears.

    Su Hao lifted the long sword in his hand, glowing with blue light, and swung it twice to test the feel. A deep voice emanated, "There are still twenty-one Nascent Soul cultivators' spiritual responses, but compared to before, they are much weaker and more chaotic! I'm going to greet them now.

    Hehehe, the Crystal Thief you're looking for, has arrived!"

    Su Hao fully expanded his spiritual sense, locking onto the Nascent Soul cultivator with the smallest number above his head: "'Number 19'!"

    "Flash!"

    As a Nascent Soul cultivator was hurriedly fleeing, a long sword flashing with dazzling blue light suddenly extended from the side, slicing through his fragile protective shield and across his neck.

    "Pfft!"

    The head flew off, and the body continued to fly into the distance...

    After Su Hao used his secondary sword to grind the head into pieces, he once again raised the long sword high and swung it down fiercely.

    "Flash!"
    (End of Chapter)
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