This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 212 Stars Appear

"What's with that expression of yours? Why do I feel like throwing a punch at you?"

Huan Wushuang's appearance made Ruoxue grit her teeth. The person was already in such a miserable state, and you were still gloating. Wasn't that asking for a beating?

However, the village chief's mind was clearly not on them. As the golden piercing wound on Xiao Xingchen's chest continued to spread, his flesh was being rapidly corroded. This wound made the village chief's expression extremely solemn. He sat silently in front of Xiao Xingchen, lost in thought.

Ruoxue gave Huan Wushuang a cold snort before moving aside to stand behind the village chief and slowly pushing the wheelchair beneath him.

As Ruoxue turned to the side, the village chief's appearance was revealed. The village chief was actually a jar. To be precise, the so-called village chief was a person imprisoned in a large jar, like a human pig, with only his head sticking out of the jar. The jar was placed on a wheelchair, and all his movements depended on this wheelchair.

"Village chief, please think of a solution! I brought him here to discuss something important with you, but he's already in this state before I've even seen him. How am I supposed to explain this to everyone?"

Ruoxue pushed the village chief to the other side, ruthlessly pushing Huan Wushuang aside. From this angle, the golden wound appeared even clearer.

"Girl, what is your relationship with this man?" The village chief opened his mouth, his voice as cold as the wind in the night, sending chills down one's spine.

"Friends, partners, comrades-in-arms."

The village chief's face was etched with the wrinkles of time, and upon hearing Ruoxue's words, those wrinkles, which seemed to have witnessed countless seasons, trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth, and a dazzling golden light shot out from his mouth like a sharp arrow, directly into Xiao Xingchen's chest, and then rushed towards his spiritual platform.

Xiao Xingchen, who was already tormented by the golden light and whose life was hanging in the balance, felt as if something inside his body had suddenly exploded. This time, not only were his body and soul being corroded, but his consciousness was also gradually dissipating.

The golden light surged like a tidal wave, penetrating everywhere, seemingly intent on completely engulfing him and annihilating his existence.

"Village chief, what are you doing?"

Ruoxue was terrified, but the village chief responded calmly, "Anyway, he's going to die. Maybe he can be reborn after dying to the extreme. If he comes back to life, then there will be a good show to watch, hehe!"

A non-human laugh, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, emanated from the village chief. This laugh was like a chilling wind, causing Huan Wushuang, who was standing nearby, to shiver.

The golden light that pierced through the two of them was like a ferocious beast, rushing into the depths of the alley, and was obviously swallowed whole by the village chief.

At this moment, the golden light shot back into Xiao Xingchen's body. Huan Wushuang knew that this person was doomed. The words "Golden Eyes' Tragedy" were like the pronouncement of death, representing annihilation.

"You guys... are all a bunch of unreliable people."

Ruoxue's steps were as swift as the wind as she was about to rush out the door to find new reinforcements, because Xiaoxingchen's body had begun to dissipate like smoke. How could she explain this to anyone if things continued like this?

But the village chief's door suddenly slammed shut, blocking her way like an impenetrable wall.

"Don't rush, keep a close eye on him, there's something wrong with his eyes."

The village chief's words rang out again, and at that moment, Xiao Xingchen's eyes, like a burst dam, gushed forth tears of blood.

"Why is this happening? The golden light clearly started from his chest, so why are blood tears streaming from his eyes?"

After being reminded, Huan Wushuang suddenly realized something was amiss and hurriedly went to investigate.

"What did you see before the great formation disappeared? Tell me."

The village chief seemed indifferent to Xiao Xingchen's condition, acting like a detached stranger, and asked unhurriedly.

Only Ruoxue was anxiously waiting, but when she thought of the village chief's miraculous abilities, she forced herself to calm down and listen quietly.

"Three incense sticks were burning on the Three Realms Mountain. The Golden-Eyed Clan was performing some kind of mysterious ritual. This was the scene I saw before the great formation shattered. As for this person, he must have seen even more."

Huan Wushuang replied.

"Have you clearly identified the object of the sacrifice?"

The village chief pressed on, but this time Huan Wushuang shook her head helplessly: "I can't see clearly." This made the village chief's brows furrow tightly, like a heavy mountain, full of questions.

"The Golden Eyes' ritual only begins once every ten thousand years. It's not time yet. Why would they start the ritual at this time? This doesn't make sense. Could something have happened?"

"That's what I think too. The Golden Eyes haven't appeared for ten thousand years, so long that it's as if they've never existed in either the mortal realm or the Nine Heavens. The human race has completely forgotten about them, but now they've actually appeared in our sight. This isn't a good thing. I have a feeling..."

Huan Wushuang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't voice her guess. However, this was enough to make the village chief frown.

"Mount Sanjie, what a familiar name."

The village chief sighed, his eyes brimming with stories, and even a golden light flashed deep within his pupils.

"What are you talking about? Can't you save him first? He's almost dead."

Although Ruoxue was very curious about what the Three Realms Mountain was, there were clearly more important matters at hand. Xiao Xingchen's chest was gone; the golden light was like a flame falling onto white paper, rapidly burning away Xiao Xingchen's body.

"Don't rush, calm down,"

What are we waiting for?

"Wait until the flames burn his eyes,"

"Eyes?"

Huan Wushuang and Ruoxue were both astonished. The village chief nodded slightly.

"The blood and tears in this child's eyes do not originate from his golden pupils, but rather from his near collapse due to his inability to withstand the power within them. Deep within his pupils lies a dormant power, which will only be awakened when he is devoured by the golden light. I want to see what kind of power this is."

"what?"

Both Huan Wushuang and Ruoxue were horrified. Xiao Xingchen's pupils actually contained power comparable to the Golden Eyes? Even Huan Wushuang was completely dumbfounded. He had never heard of anything in the realm of eye techniques that could compare to the Three Realms Mountain.

"It's almost time, Huan Wushuang. The clash between the two forces will have many consequences. You must keep this place stable at all times and never let this force get out of control."

After the village chief gave a word of advice, his jar seemed to lose its weight and slowly floated up, then drifted directly above Xiao Xingchen. The jar tilted, and his face met Xiao Xingchen's upturned face, staring intently into his eyes. Xiao Xingchen's consciousness gradually faded, and in a daze...

He seemed to sense a familiar presence; a colossal star, like a mother's embrace, was drawing his consciousness in. Like a fledgling returning to its nest, a warm and familiar aura swept over him. His eyes seemed about to open, yearning to glimpse this place that felt like a womb. The stars shifted, and the night sky was filled with countless twinkling stars, like shimmering pearls.

Golden rays began to appear at the edge of the starry sky, constantly destroying it. Just then, it seemed to have triggered some taboo, and the stars suddenly began to rotate. A powerful pulling force, like a gale, abruptly pulled Xiao Xingchen's fading consciousness back, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

As his eyes slowly opened, it was as if a dazzling star had suddenly descended to earth. The village chief's eyes instantly went wild, and beams of dazzling golden light shot out from his eyes like sharp arrows.

His expression changed drastically. This was clearly a berserk state caused by the fierce collision of two forces. It was completely unexpected. The moment the stars began to show their faces, it triggered the berserk state of the golden eyes.

"Phantom Warrior, hurry!"

He shouted the words with all his might, but the jar beneath him shattered like fragile porcelain.

The light from the golden eyes collided violently with the stars in Xiao Xingchen's eyes, as if two stars were fiercely clashing in the endless universe. A deafening, silent roar suddenly erupted in the village chief's house.

"Holy crap!"

"This breathtaking scene made Huan Wushuang curse loudly. Before he could react, he and Ruoxue were blown away by the roar like kites with broken strings."

The village chief's house, centered on the two of them, began to crumble like a sand sculpture ravaged by a raging storm, and everything was instantly annihilated into nothingness.

Fortunately, Huan Wushuang's formation had merged with his own. The instant he was blasted away, mysterious array symbols rose up beneath his feet like nimble sprites, instantly enveloping the entire alley.

Why not confine it to the village chief's house? Because when the formation appeared, the house had already vanished. He had no other choice but to include the entire alley to resist the energy attack that was about to come, which was like a raging storm.

However, this action directly dragged everyone in the alley into the storm.

Lord Ma's soul jolted violently, and he let out an uncontrollable roar: "Huan Wushuang, I'll fuck your grandma!"

One courtyard after another shattered like drumheads struck by a heavy hammer. Within the courtyards, a terrifying aura, like a sleeping behemoth awakened, revived one after another.

Just as the dawn of recovery was breaking, the collision between the stars and the golden pupils crushed their aura mercilessly, like Mount Tai crushing an egg. These two forces, one originating from the majestic and precipitous Three Realms Mountain, and the other from the vast and boundless depths of the starry sky, were simply beyond the resistance of mortals.

Within the grand formation, the aura of the courtyard dissipated one by one, like candles flickering in the wind, disappearing into the endless darkness.

This startled the outermost Horse King, who could no longer contain himself. Using the same pupil technique, his third eye on his forehead erupted like a volcano. As the third eye opened, the embroidery needles in the embroiderer's hand shot out like arrows, transforming into countless steel needles that tightly enveloped them, buying precious time for the Horse King to unleash his third eye.

Several more auras surged forth like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, and a blind man fell from the sky like a meteorite.

This is a person without eyes. His upper and lower eyelids are sewn together, as if he is sealed in a dark abyss. Apart from a lump of flesh, you can't see the existence of his eyes at all.

Enraged, he roared, "No self, no form, darkness descends!"

Darkness spread instantly like ink, and then a chilling aura surged forth from the darkness like a burst dam, as a colossal creature slowly rose from behind him like a ghost.

"Huan Wushuang, after this is over, I will definitely tear you to pieces."

The blind man roared in fury, his clothes bursting like firecrackers, the muscles in his arms bulging like writhing dragons, the veins on his forehead standing out like earthworms, his originally emaciated body swelling up as if inflated, and then he let out a deafening roar.

“吼”，

The beast's roar was like a bolt from the blue, and the unparalleled shockwave swept towards the village chief's house like a raging storm.

However, under the relentless crushing force of the stars, in just a breath, the behemoth let out a heart-wrenching scream; even more so, a faint, overwhelming fear emanated from it.

"How is this possible? The Nightmare Beast is actually afraid? What exactly happened to the village chief?"

The blind man, his face filled with astonishment, roared in disbelief.

"Don't panic, old blind man, I'm here." A dragon-headed cane fell from the sky like a shooting star and landed steadily in front of the old blind man.