Chapter 1772: The True Identity of Wuchen

"Good, hold them off for me while I completely refine the Spring and Autumn Hall!"

Nodding in agreement, Luo Ruoxi concentrated all her strength and surged it into the book in her palm.

Wuchen nodded, said nothing more, and continued to wield his blade light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The attacks of the many ancient sages all landed on the blade light. Wuchen's expression turned solemn as he unleashed his blade wind like a tidal wave. Though he retreated a few steps, he single-handedly blocked all the attacks, preventing even a trace of residual energy from leaking out and harming Luo Ruoxi.

"So strong..."

Zhang Xuan was stunned.

This level of battle was no longer something he could intervene in.

But... wasn't this Wuchen only recently突破?

How could he so easily block attacks that even Ancestor Hongtian couldn't withstand when so many joined forces?

Moreover, he only looked solemn, not injured?

Just how strong was he?

Had he also reached the level of Dripping Blood Rebirth?

Luo Ruoxi's single move to block Yan Qing's ancient sage power was already terrifying, and now this Wuchen had done it just as easily...

For a moment, he felt as if an era had passed.

It seemed these two had been hiding things from him all along.

"Finally appeared. Form the formation..."

Seeing Wuchen block the attack, Yan Qing, the ancient sage, showed no surprise but instead raised an eyebrow.

Hum!

Instantly, light radiated in all directions, and countless stars surged forth from the surroundings, enveloping the entire Confucian Temple.

"The seventy-two sages, the ultimate treasure jointly refined, the [Heavenly Palace Star Chart]? You actually brought it here?"

Wu Chen's face immediately changed color.

"Bringing the Star Chart here and quietly setting it up, all to prevent you from escaping. Today is your day of death!"

With a cold laugh, Yan Qing Ancient Sage flicked his wrist.

Swish!

Starlight enveloped the area, and the shattered space behind Luo Ruoxi began to slowly heal, soon restoring to its original state.

Feeling the surrounding space solidify, Zhang Xuan took out the Dragon Bone Divine Spear and thrust forward, only to find that the space had become as hard as steel; his strength and power could not tear it open at all.

In other words, previously he could have escaped by traversing space, but now, enveloped by the starlight, he could no longer flee.

Having sealed the space, Yan Qing Ancient Sage, like a giant controlling the starry sky, pointed forward.

Swish!

A star descended from the heavens, plummeting straight toward Wu Chen.

The stars appeared small, yet they carried a deterrent force that could destroy heaven and earth, more terrifying than the halberd Yan Qing, the ancient sage, thrust with all his might. Before they even arrived, the space where Wu Chen stood seemed about to collapse, on the verge of annihilation at any moment.

"Break..."

Seeing how powerful this thing was, Wu Chen's face turned grim. He lightly cut his finger with the long blade, and blood covered the edge.

The long blade immediately shone with an eerie light, its power greatly increased. He swept it through the air, shattering space and unleashing force.

The falling star collided with it and was instantly split in two.

Staggering back!

After retreating seven or eight steps, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and Wu Chen's face was pale.

Clearly, even for him, this move consumed a great deal, and he could barely withstand it.

"Let's see how many you can block!"

Seeing him block one, Yan Qing, the ancient sage, sneered coldly and pointed again.

Whoosh!

Another star fell from the sky, plummeting straight down.

Knowing that the young lady was refining the Spring and Autumn Ceremony, Wu Chen did not dare to retreat. Instead, he took a deep breath, withdrew his blade, and stood still.

"Since that's the case, I have nothing left to hold back..."

This time, he did not use the long blade. Instead, with a flick of his wrist, the skeletal frames of his two arms, stained with his blood, shot straight upward.

As soon as the skeletons appeared, they emitted a dense aura. The higher they flew, the larger they grew. In an instant, they blotted out the sky, as if they could cover heaven and earth with one hand.

Crack!

The falling star, upon contact with the skeletons, was instantly crushed into powder.

Having crushed the star, they did not stop. They continued rushing into the sky, tearing through the air. The stars in the sky trembled incessantly, and the enormous star chart seemed unable to withstand the strain.

"So strong..."

"If the skeletons are this powerful, how formidable must they have been when alive?"

Zhang Hongtian and the others were all stunned. The many ancient sages of the Master Hall were also dumbfounded.

As ancient sages, they felt the power of the star chart profoundly. Even with all their strength, they could not break the spatial shackles, let alone destroy the stars.

With a mere grasp, the two arms could shake the stars. Did that not mean the skeleton's strength surpassed even Blood Rebirth?

"This aura..."

Unlike the others' shock, Zhang Xuan's body trembled.

The skeletal arm before him gave him a familiar feeling.

"It's the Savage's..."

His pupils constricted.

The right arm skeleton in the air was missing a finger bone, and its aura was very familiar—there was no mistake. It was the Savage!

How did the Savage's arm skeleton end up in Wu Chen's hands?

And why did it possess such immense power?

For a moment, his mind was in turmoil, and many things became incomprehensible.

"Why haven't you made a move? Could it be that, at the critical moment, you're backing out?"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yan Qing shouted loudly.

He was maintaining the star chart's operation. If the skeleton truly tore it apart, the backlash could cause his own fall.

"Of course not!"

Yu Laogui, who had been watching from the sidelines, and several ancient sages of the Alien Spirit Tribe flew over simultaneously.

"This..."

His body trembling, Zhang Xuan's face was full of disbelief.

From the conversation, he could tell that Yan Qing, the ancient sage of the Hundred Schools of Thought, was actually in cooperation with Yu Laogui!

In other words, the Hundred Schools of Thought had joined forces with the Alien Spirit Tribe?

What was going on?

Not only him, but Zhang Hongtian and the others also exchanged bewildered glances, at a loss.

If there was anyone who hated the Alien Spirit Tribe, the Hundred Schools of Thought were no less than the Master Continent. Why... would they ally with them?

Swish!

Yu Laogui flipped his wrist, and a straw rain cape appeared in the air. The arm skeleton that had been tearing at the star chart suddenly stopped, sensing the cape's attraction.

"Keep going..."

Wu Chen's face turned grim. With a shout, he cut his fingertip again, sending blood flying upward. But the skeleton remained motionless, as if asleep.

"Bu Yu, you traitor! You actually allied with the Hundred Schools of Thought? Aren't you afraid I'll cut off your head?"

After repeated attempts to control it, finding the skeleton immobile, Wu Chen clenched his fists and looked up at Yu Laogui in the air, nearly exploding with rage.

"Heh, whether you can cut off my head depends on whether you can get back..."

Showing no fear, Yu Laogui smiled faintly and bowed deeply. "Moreover, you should understand that the one who truly wants your life is not me, but Chen Linghuang! Isn't that right, Your Majesty Yong?"

"Your Majesty Yong? Could it be..."

Zhang Xuan's body stiffened, his eyes filled with disbelief. "This Wu Chen is... the Alien Spirit Tribe's Chen Yonghuang?"