Bai Xixi rushed to the Beast Soul Dao’s council hall after receiving the message, but before she could react, a hand seal yanked her inside.
Her mind went blank—who was this reckless fool, daring to grab her, the legacy dao daughter of Beast Soul Dao, with a yuan qi hand seal, right in their own council hall? But when she looked up and saw Lan Xiaobu, her body turned ice-cold.
She’d never met Lan Xiaobu, but that didn’t mean she didn’t know him. The most ruthless figure in Tai Xu Grave, he’d single-handedly wiped out Tai Xu Hall after they coveted his divine beast. She’d even witnessed Tai Xu Hall’s lord, Jiang Jiechang, nailed in the void, his soul burning in torment.
This intel was basic gossip every cultivator entering Tai Xu Grave bought. She hadn’t seen Tai Xu Hall’s might firsthand, but if Lan Xiaobu could pin their lord in the void, how could he be ordinary?
That’s why she was terrified. She knew full well his divine beast was in her world right now. How had he tracked her here? How did he know she’d taken his chaos unicorn? Logically, only she and Senior Brother Han Yueshan knew.
But recalling how he’d soloed Tai Xu Hall, Bai Xixi shivered, a chill seeping from her core.
If regret pills existed, she’d swallow a mountain of them. She cursed herself—knowing Lan Xiaobu was trouble, why had she gone after his beast?
Now she regretted not just snatching it, but even stepping into Tai Xu Grave. It all traced back to the Time Tree—if it weren’t up for claiming on Li Zhou Star, would she have gone there?
“Senior, I’ve no grudge with you, why this?” Her voice quaked, nearly blurting “Senior Lan” in her fear. She resolved inwardly to deny everything.
“Fellow daoist, I know you’re strong, but even if you wipe us all out with your trapping array, can you destroy Beast Soul Dao entirely? We’re a top-tier star sect, descended from ancient powerhouses, with an eternal saint behind us. If this is a misunderstanding, we’re willing to turn enmity into peace, no questions asked,” Peng Wang said, suppressing rage and shock, striving to steady his tone.
Though over a hundred saints filled the hall, none dared move. Their divine senses probed for the array’s core—the hall was locked by Lan Xiaobu’s trapping array. If he activated it, even if not all died, over sixty percent would, a loss neither Vice Sect Leader Peng Wang nor the supreme elders could bear.
“Right, stop now, we’re not unforgiving…” a Third-Turn Sage echoed loudly.
Before he finished, a halberd slashed down from the void, cleaving him in two.
A Third-Turn Sage didn’t last half a breath against Lan Xiaobu. Panic rippled through the hall. These proven saints feared death more than most.
“Where’s my beast pet?” Lan Xiaobu stared at Bai Xixi, his tone frigid.
“I don’t know, I’ve never seen your beast pet…” Bai Xixi knew she had to deny it, but mid-sentence, dread hit—she’d heard Lan Xiaobu could crack open worlds.
“Senior…” she started, desperate.
Two words in, a slap struck her brow, and an arcane spatial law tore her world apart. Instantly, everything inside— including a shackled divine beast, Taichuan— was swept away by Lan Xiaobu.
With a wave, he broke Taichuan’s restraints. The beast leaped up, shouting, “Big Bro, I got ambushed by a filthy pair!”
“Stand aside,” Lan Xiaobu snapped, irked at Taichuan. Proven or not, it should’ve had defenses—getting jumped during ascension was a disgrace to divine beasts.
Taichuan’s words clicked for everyone in the hall. Peng Wang’s face paled—he hadn’t known the beast Bai Xixi nabbed belonged to someone else, let alone this nightmare of a man. This feud had no room for reconciliation.
If fury could kill, Peng Wang would’ve booted Bai Xixi’s head off. What kind of idiot brain pulled this stunt? Stealing beasts was fine, but check the owner first! This terror’s pet—how dare she?
*Boom!* Finding Taichuan, Lan Xiaobu didn’t hesitate, erasing Bai Xixi outright.
Had he arrived half a year later, Taichuan would’ve been refined into a dao soul. Sparing her? Not a chance.
“Dao friend, this was our fault, Beast Soul Dao is willing…” Peng Wang began, but mid-sentence, he detonated an array flag.
*Boom!* Wild divine yuan force erupted around the hall, yet to Peng Wang’s dismay, this sect failsafe only cracked a sliver in Lan Xiaobu’s array.
“Attack together, or we’re all dead!” Peng Wang knew there was no time to think.
No need for his cue—over a hundred treasures blasted toward Lan Xiaobu.
Lan Xiaobu hadn’t expected his array to crack, but he instantly knew he had to patch it fast. Alone, he couldn’t fend off over a hundred proven powerhouses.
The Book of Life and Death morphed into a shield beyond his domain, while he flung dozens of array flags down.
*Boom, boom, boom!* His domain shredded, Taichuan roared, summoning black armor from nowhere. It held mere breaths before shattering, Taichuan’s bones cracking—if not for Lan Xiaobu’s domain, it’d be blood mist.
*Pfft!* Lan Xiaobu spat blood, Peng Wang’s sword ripping his back, another Ninth-Turn elder’s treasure slamming his waist.
The Book stayed intact but was blasted away.
In that brief window, Lan Xiaobu patched the array. Activating it, his Eternal Halberd unleashed billions of halberd rays.
“He’s slaughtering us all…” an Eighth-Turn Sage screamed.
He’d seen it—Lan Xiaobu could’ve fled uninjured, but he took the hits to fix the array, intent on wiping them out.
He was right. Lan Xiaobu, tanking wounds, aimed to exterminate every Beast Soul Dao saint here. No feud, fine—once started, no mercy.
Under the array’s spatial bind, his halberd rays reaped a saint with every strike.
Soon, the hall echoed with agonized shrieks, the space a crimson mist of blood.
…
At Li Zhou Star’s Time Mountain plaza, the mood was eerie.
Zhi Yi of Li Zhou Star now led the climb, closest to the Time Tree, outpacing second place by a wide tier, the gap still widening.
Even Shan Bu’ang and all Li Zhou cultivators knew Zhi Yi had snagged a supreme opportunity out there—how else could she dominate Time Mountain?
Then, Beast Soul Dao’s Lord Yi Xie slammed his tea table, shattering the divine jade piece.
All eyes locked on him, baffled—why this outburst on Li Zhou turf, smashing their stuff? Without a good reason, it was provocation, prelude to a star-sect war.
Historically, such wars ended with a living planet’s ruin or enslavement.
“Lord Yi, what’s this?” Huang Quan Sacred Dao’s ancestor asked, puzzled.
Yi Xie stood, clutching a message sword, seething, “I finally get why Zhi Yi’s in first.”
Shan Bu’ang and Li Zhou’s powerhouses tensed—Beast Soul Dao daring to stir trouble here?
“Why?” Saint Desolation’s Da Xuanqiong asked, feigning ignorance.
Yi Xie glared at Shan Bu’ang, “I just got word—Zhi Yi went to Tai Xu Grave, killed our legacy dao daughter Bai Xixi, and stole her Time Dao Scroll.”
