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第一千二百五十三章 流晶引争端

The remnants of Zhang Ming and his team had completed the deployment of their forces in a short time. However, despite their exceptional skills, they were still somewhat at a disadvantage due to the overwhelming power gap.

Unexpectedly, the first step of their plan went awry. The few members of the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance weren't ordinary opponents. The person responsible for luring them into the ambush was named Qiu Di. He was particularly skilled in evasive maneuvers within this small team.

Just as they were about to make contact and before he could use his evasion techniques, Qiu Di was trapped by a man in white from the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance who used a spatial domain technique. This spatial domain was peculiar; it didn't manifest any specific form but instead emitted a white light circle that suppressed Qiu Di.

Qiu Di, determined to die with honor, self-destructed, and Zhang Ming felt his subordinate's life energy disappear. The Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance members were surprised by this sudden act of desperation.

"Wait! Brother Lin Bai, something is wrong!" one of them realized after a moment. "Why are there no signs of death?"

"Is it fake death?" another wondered.

"It can't be," the others agreed. "Their souls have truly been destroyed."

Lin Bai's expression turned serious as he looked up at the sky. Soon, his face grew grim: "Be careful; someone is concealing the fate of heaven and earth."

Despite this warning, the rest of the group became more excited than afraid.

"Concealment of fate? Such a trivial world uses such tactics—there must be something hidden here!"

"We've searched many places without success. This might finally yield some results."

...

Suddenly, they felt the ground tremble slightly, and an unfamiliar aura emerged from underground.

"What's this?"

They were initially stunned but then realized: "It really is the Clear Crystal?"

Their senses picked up not only the crystal's aura but also several figures rapidly emerging from the ground.

"They're trying to escape! They can't hide it anymore."

The group subconsciously thought. Although they wanted to investigate, they hesitated and looked at Lin Bai for instructions.

Lin Bai quickly decided: "Divide into two groups. Brother Qian, you lead three people to chase those escaping figures; the rest follow me."

Four members of the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance immediately set off towards the horizon.

Meanwhile, Lin Bai led his group toward the source of the Clear Crystal's aura underground.

Despite some array barriers blocking their path, they easily overcame them.

"These arrays must be set up by Core Formation cultivators," one of them noted. "And many formations are unfamiliar to me—interesting..."

Their excitement grew as they approached the destination: a large crater left after an explosion, with fragments of Clear Crystals scattered around.

"Damn! They're so ruthless; they destroyed it all!"

"The cost must be enormous now—the price for fist-sized crystals has already risen to 50,000 contribution points and is in high demand."

"We can't waste any pieces—grab them quickly!"

...

The Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance members, initially organized, were soon overwhelmed by greed. They rushed into the crater.

Lin Bai, although tempted, first observed his surroundings carefully.

Finding no immediate danger, he followed suit.

"Strange; this doesn't seem to be a natural underground crystal mine. Could it be their storage facility?"

Just then, a white jade arrow silently emerged from beneath the ground and shot towards the figures in the crater.

"Be careful!" Lin Bai shouted instinctively.

He fully activated his spatial domain technique and set up hundreds of signal flags around him for additional protection. However, the white jade arrow was even faster than expected.

A dazzling light ball appeared underground and instantly engulfed all the cultivators inside the crater, along with their spatial domains.

Zhang Ming watched the deaths of the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance members without any emotion: "Farewell, Brother Qiu Di."

He quickly moved towards his other subordinate who had served as a decoy.

Their situation was far worse compared to Zhang Ming's side. Without the powerful weapons like the Massacre Arrow, they could only rely on minor tactics. They were soon caught and engaged in fierce combat.

When Zhang Ming arrived with reinforcements, only two of them remained, struggling against overwhelming odds.

A Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance cultivator named Qian tried to persuade them: "Why do you insist? These are just external possessions—how can they compare to your lives? We have no intention of harming you..."

Despite his words, he continued attacking with full force. Zhang Ming's armor glowed crimson as a red line streaked towards the Qian cultivator.

"Brother Qian, be careful!" Lin Bai warned.

The power gap between them was too great; even with his protective armor, it wasn't enough to bridge the difference between Core Formation and Golden Core stages.

He narrowly avoided the attack but was severely wounded in return. His armor's glow dimmed.

"Hmm? What kind of protective treasure is this? It didn't crack under my full power strike?"

Qian cultivator was surprised and even more greedy.

"We are destined to die here."

Zhang Ming thought, but he had no regrets. He had delayed long enough for the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance's discovery; before they could claim the giant Clear Crystal mine, his forces would reclaim it.

"After my death, my family will be proud of me," he thought calmly as he faced the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance cultivators. "Perhaps even the Holy Faceless Emperor himself will commend me."

"燃魂!" (Ignite Soul!)

The remaining few members didn't hesitate. Their souls ignited, and their weakened energy surged.

"What are you doing?!" The Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance cultivators screamed in confusion.

They didn't need to fight these doomed individuals head-on; despite the overwhelming power disparity, they focused on avoiding injury.

As the effects of Ignite Soul diminished, Zhang Ming and his allies reached the end of their lives. Just as consciousness was about to fade, he saw a familiar figure.

"General Xiao Sun?"

Zhang Ming felt at peace. Golden light enveloped him, and he seemed to see the Great Holy Faceless Emperor in a vortex of stars.

...

Baron Zhang collected the remaining thoughts of Zhang Ming's group and looked at the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance members. Instantly, an infinite amount of killing intent surrounded them.

After a moment, the Ten Thousand Virtue Alliance members became sacrificial offerings for the Celestial Warriors.

Zhang Ming turned to the silent sky, his eyes flickering with a sudden thought as he pointed upwards.

A falling star appeared slowly, but it was entirely fabricated information that contradicted reality.

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