Chapter 286
Pang Bo: What happened to my buddy?
Chapter 286 Pang Bo: What happened to my buddy?
Zixia casually waved her hand. The invisible divine light of order instantly transformed into a sharp blade, smoothly cleaving the small spaceship that had been imprisoned in two. Pang Bo's burly body was instantly exposed to the cold universe, with nowhere to gain leverage, and could only float comically.
He was prepared to fight to the death, but upon closer inspection, he saw familiar faces everywhere he looked! There was the unruly Golden-Winged Roc King, the Purple Mansion Saint Son wielding a sword, and a dragon-horse with a roguish expression. Finally, his gaze settled on the alluring, enchanting woman in purple.
"Zixia?!" Pang Bo's eyes widened, and he subconsciously looked around the crowd, trying to find that familiar figure. Unfortunately, after scanning around several times, he did not see Ye Fan.
Zixia descended barefoot through the air, her ankles surrounded by faint purple aura of the Great Dao, her fair skin gleaming alluringly under the starlight. She looked down at Fanxian, who had been stripped of her amethyst divine robe by the dragon horse, leaving her only in her undergarments, and then glanced at Pang Bo, who stood beside her looking utterly bewildered.
“The Fate Rock, the Primordial Fate Stone, and this Saint-level experimental ship…” Zixia stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked her red lips, her eyes flashing with undisguised greed and ambition. “This meal was quite enjoyable.”
She swayed slightly, floating slowly towards Pang Bo, her voice so soft and alluring it seemed to drip with water, carrying a hint of seduction: "What a coincidence, to meet in such a desolate star field. Let me see... are you now my old friend Pang Bo, or that great demon who has possessed my body?" The two had not seen each other since their parting in the Azure Dragon King's small world. At this moment, Zixia was no longer the aloof and reserved saintess of yesteryear, but a witch who had let everything go without her husband by her side.
Pang Bo swallowed hard, suppressing his shock. How had this woman become so wicked? He quickly clasped his hands in greeting and asked Ye Fan's whereabouts in a gruff voice.
"That heartless little man..." Zixia rolled her eyes coquettishly, her tone carrying a hint of resentment and a touch of amusement. She briefly explained that Ye Fan was still gaining experience in Beidou, and then looked Pang Bo up and down. "But you, your demonic aura is becoming more and more pure."
Pang Bo scratched his head and told the truth. He had now reached the Great Completion King Realm, completely merging with the memories and remains of the Azure Emperor's descendant, and was preparing to retrace the Azure Emperor's path to see if he could obtain his own opportunities and insights in this starry sky.
"Retrace the path of the Azure Emperor? Quite ambitious, isn't it?" Zixia chuckled. Then, she turned around and walked towards Fanxian, who was being pinned to the ground by the dragon horse.
Although Fan Xian was captured, her inherent pride remained. She gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with humiliation and anger.
"Quite stubborn." Zixia crouched down, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white skin without any hesitation. She extended her slender, jade-like fingers and gently lifted Fanxian's fair chin. A strange pink mist emanated from Zixia's fingertips, seeping into Fanxian's nostrils along with her breath. At the same time, the grand and mysterious "Scripture of Salvation" transformed into golden runes, combining with the extreme allure of the "Six Desires Demonic Art," forcefully blasting into Fanxian's sea of consciousness.
"Submit to me, give me your body and soul, wouldn't that be better?" Zixia's voice seemed to carry a spell, her eyes were languid, and she exuded an irresistible sense of descent.
In the blink of an eye, the anger and humiliation in Fanxian's eyes crumbled, replaced by a fervent infatuation and devotion. Like a docile pet, she prostrated herself at Zixia's bare feet, humbly kissing the instep of Zixia's feet: "Master... Fanxian is willing to offer you everything."
Pang Bo watched from the sidelines, breaking out in a cold sweat. This method was utterly shameless and terrifying! Was this still the Purple Mansion Saintess? She was practically a vixen who devoured people's life essence! Had his good brother Ye Fan already fallen victim to this woman's clutches, eaten alive without a trace?
Zixia paid no attention to Pang Bo's wild thoughts. She lazily leaned back on the cold metal command seat she had seized, crossed her long, slender legs, and gently curled her rounded toes, signaling Fan Xian to begin giving information.
Fan Xian stood beside Zi Xia, his eyes filled with fervent worship: "Master, the Eternal Star's foundation is unfathomable; you must not force your way in. It's equipped with extremely stringent 'genetic imprinting' and bloodline detection technologies. Any outsider who gets close will be locked onto by the 'Heavenly Eyes' of the defensive island chain. The stronger the intruder, the more terrifying the barrage of fire they will suffer. Even a Saint King who forces his way in will be instantly blasted to ashes by a volley of cannon fire." At this point, Fan Xian glanced at Long Ma and Xiao Peng Wang's group with slight disdain, then said to Zi Xia ingratiatingly, "However, I do have a brilliant approach."
"Oh?" Zixia casually toyed with a strand of her long purple hair, her eyes sparkling with charm.
“We can start with ‘Heaven’!” Fan Xian explained respectfully. “‘Heaven’ is not a naturally occurring life-bearing planet, but a secret realm planet personally created and modified by one of our Brahma Clan’s Great Sage Ancestors. To enter it, one must possess the identity token of a core member of the Brahma Clan and use the real-time changing interstellar jump coordinates; otherwise, one will fall directly into a spatially chaotic strangulation array, beyond the rescue of even a god.”
Zixia narrowed her long, beautiful eyes, a hint of madness mixed with calm calculation flashing deep within her pupils: "Who is the strongest person currently in charge of your Brahma clan?"
"It is one of our ancestors, Fan Yun. He is a genuine Saint King realm expert."
"The Saint King..." Upon hearing this, Zixia showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she excitedly licked her red lips, resembling a hunter who had caught the scent of blood. She turned to Pang Bo, Longma, and Xiaopeng King, her smile dangerous yet alluring: "What do you think!"
"Lord Dao, what are you planning to do? Lead the brothers in, fight our way in and out seven times, and plunder them clean?" The dragon horse snorted excitedly, its hooves flaring, eager to charge into battle immediately.
"Vulgar." Zixia glanced at Longma, stretched languidly with an air of elegance, but her tone was chilling. "If we're going to do it, we should do it elegantly and thoroughly. With Fanxian leading the way, and after obtaining the token and coordinates, we'll directly infiltrate the core forbidden area of 'Heaven'."
She stood up abruptly, her purple dress billowing like a blooming mandala, exuding an aura of dominance: "To catch the thief, first catch the king! Once we enter the secret realm, I will personally kill that Saint King Ancestor! As long as we kill him, we'll use a substitution trick to replace the entire Brahma Clan's high-ranking officials with our people. Once we obtain the legitimate genetic imprint and identity, we can then slowly plot our opportunities on the Eternal Main Star."
Pang Bo was dumbfounded, swallowed hard, and exclaimed in horror, "That's a Saint King! He's a being standing at the peak of the Saint Realm. How can we, a few Kings, possibly defeat him?"
Upon hearing this, Zixia glanced at Pang Bo indifferently.
boom!
In that instant, Pang Bo felt as if the space before him had collapsed, and an overwhelming, terrifying pressure descended. The demon emperor bloodline within him surged wildly, attempting to resist this pressure, only to find that his cultivation was as fragile as a candle flickering in a storm before his opponent.
With a "thud," this towering man couldn't hold on any longer and knelt heavily on one knee on the deck.
Zixia withdrew her gaze, and the oppressive aura vanished instantly. She reached out and grabbed at the air, seemingly sensing the laws of this star field, and sneered, "If it were those ascetic Saint Kings with heaven-defying combat power from the ancient Big Dipper Star, I might have to avoid their sharp edge; but these Saint Kings from the Eternal Star Field who rely on potions and iron shells... hehe, as long as they dare to get into their mechs, I have absolute confidence that I'll make them die in their own precious treasures. The profound mystery of the 'Soldier's Secret, hehe!"
(End of this chapter)