Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6482 Failure

Within the sea of flames, multiple transparent figures started to appear. Their broken armor hung loosely from their ghostly bodies, and they carried rusted weapons that burned with eerie fiendfire.

Each of them radiated primal chaos qi, looking like fiendish spirits summoned directly from the primal chaos era. Their auras were shocking and incredibly baleful.

“Damn Kunpeng, you’re still using that forbidden technique?!” A knowledgeable expert instantly cursed Kun Gang and his kin.

“What are you talking about?” asked someone nearby.

“In the primal chaos war, countless human warriors died, and their corpses sank deep into the sea. They should have had their eternal rest on the seabed. But after the primal chaos war, the Kunpeng race used an evil forbidden art to take control of their heroic spirits to fight for them. When the human race knew this, they were instantly outraged and launched a savage attack on the Kunpeng race, forcing the latter to swear that they would never disturb the slumbering ancestors of the human race ever again.”

“Then are you saying...”

“Yes, these are the human warriors who participated in the primal chaos war. Kun Gang is using their heroic spirits to fight their descendants... That is truly despicable!” raged the knowledgeable expert.

The speaker was trembling with fury. Though too weak to take part in the battle, he still couldn’t stop himself from cursing Kun Gang.

“That doesn’t seem right. These spirits possess an incredible baleful air like the devils. Are they really the ancestors of the human race?” asked someone.

“This is what happens when their resentment before death is forcefully awakened. The Kunpeng race sealed them in that state, turning them into killing puppets that only know slaughter! Basically, their minds are forever sealed in that state since the primal chaos war!”

As those fiendish spirits roared in fury, their killing intent filled the world. Having lost their minds, they charged right at Tang Wan-er.

“Warriors of the human race, great heroic spirits, your era has passed. Rest in peace and leave this world to us!”

A gentle murmur echoed through the air, like heaven itself speaking. Those baleful heroic spirits instantly froze, their bodies quivering.

In the distance, Meng Qi was forming hand seals, her long hair billowing gently. Her expression was serene as she murmured this. At the same time, a vast Spiritual Strength invaded Kun Gang’s flame domain.

“You bitch!” Kun Gang cursed, realizing too late that he had forgotten about the powerful soul cultivator among his enemies.

His summoning art was itself a soul technique, and she was now disrupting it.

“These fiend spirits have been refined for years! Don’t even think about touching them!” Kun Gang bellowed, his Blood Qi surging in his domain.

Following that, those fiend spirits started to march forward once again.

As Meng Qi formed more hand seals, she murmured, “Warriors of the human race, great ancestors—you fought and died for the nine heavens. You earned your eternal rest and the respect of all races. Yet, someone dares to enslave your souls with an evil art. That is blasphemy. I believe your power cannot be bound by such wickedness! Awaken, warriors of the human race!”

Meng Qi’s gentle voice penetrated the soul like a cleansing force that could wipe away all dust. Then, her last words rang like a divine bell—solemn and commanding.

The fiend spirits trembled. Light flickered in their hollow eyes.

“Damn it!”

Kun Gang roared and rapidly formed seals, his flame sea erupting as his will clashed against Meng Qi’s.

One of the fiend spirits suddenly turned on Kun Gang, fury blazing in its hollow eyes.

“You dare to use us?!” it shouted.

The baleful qi coming from these fiend spirits vanished. They had temporarily regained their sanity and immediately charged at their summoner.

“You bastards, I put in so much effort and spent so many resources on you, but you don’t give me anything! Fuck off!” Kun Gang roared, changing his hand seals.

Runes appeared on their foreheads, and the fiend spirits exploded one after another.

In an instant, the summoned army was gone, while Kun Gang stood panting, his face pale. His own summons had nearly killed him. Rather than helping, they had simply exhausted him. It was quite a comical sight.

Just then, the void split open, and faint figures shot at Kun Gang like phantoms.

At this moment, Dong Mingyu struck.

As a peerless assassin, this was her moment to kill. Kun Gang’s essence rune flared as he threw out his fists, shattering the surrounding space.

However, Dong Mingyu moved like a shadow through the cracks, like a butterfly in a field of sharp flowers. Kun Gang’s berserk attacks couldn’t touch her.

“Big Sister Meng Qi, he is strong. Should I kill him?” Dong Mingyu’s voice echoed through spiritual transmission even as she darted between his blows.

Despite Kun Gang’s frantic state, he left few openings. To kill him stealthily would take time. But if she revealed her full power, she could end him instantly. Still, she wanted to know Meng Qi’s opinion.

“There’s no need,” replied Meng Qi calmly. “If you kill one Kun Gang, another will appear. There are many hidden experts nearby, some even stronger than him. My divine sense can barely sense them. For now, don’t expose your trump cards. We already control the battlefield, and our goal now is to stall. The longer this lasts, the better it is for us.”

“Alright, then I’ll let him live a bit longer,” Dong Mingyu replied, sounding very obedient.

Personally, Dong Mingyu wanted to kill Kun Gang as a warning to the surrounding experts. By killing Kun Gang with brute force, she could intimidate the others.

But Meng Qi was right. Too many hidden experts had gathered, and revealing their full strength too soon would drain them and invite new threats. In the worst-case, they would be unable to keep up with any changes that occurred later.

Since Dong Mingyu was no longer in any rush to kill Kun Gang, she stopped pressing him so hard. Her figure continuously vanished and reappeared, sometimes appearing close to him and further away. It was like there were hundreds of her surrounding him.

To an outsider, it looked like Dong Mingyu was going all-out and unleashing a fierce assault to get by Kun Gang’s defenses. But in truth, this rhythm conserved her energy. The more space she had, the more she could vanish and maneuver.

Kun Gang, however, couldn’t tell the difference. Being hunted by a terrifying assassin forced him to keep up his defenses at full strength, draining his energy several times faster than Dong Mingyu’s. He was anxious now.

His flame domain had almost no effect on her and was a constant drain of energy. Still, if he didn’t maintain his flame domain, he would completely lose track of her.

With no other choice, he could only grit his teeth and keep going.

Seeing that a little girl could force the indomitable Kun Gang into such a state, people couldn’t help but sigh inside. This group of female cultivators was truly powerful.

As this intense battle raged, they continued to watch.

Just then, a faint pop—like a bubble bursting—echoed behind Meng Qi. A thin, gleaming sword silently appeared out of thin air, stabbing straight toward her back.