Chapter 868: Astral Battle Intent
The moment Yang Jian muttered to himself, gusts of wind that were as sharp as knives began to appear around his body.
The wind was clearly an indiscriminate attack. Even the clothes of the innocent immortals standing nearby were lacerated by the wind blades.
But don't assume that this was Yang Jian's technique. This was just his first move!
Astral Battle Intent, Assassination Slash.
As the name suggested, it was an assassination technique.
The gusts of wind grew stronger and stronger as time passed. Bloody wounds began to appear on the bodies of the surrounding immortals. Unable to use spiritual energy, they could only dodge. The major powers standing on the platform all retreated to the bottom, out of the range of the wind blades.
"What's going on with Yang Jian?"
"Who knows? Why can he use spiritual techniques here? And why does his aura seem to far surpass everyone here except the Buddha?"
"Ziwei, he's one of yours, you …."
"How could I possibly know?" Ziwei frowned in the face of everyone's questions. "Everyone saw what happened to Yang Jian just now. I have no idea what's going on with him!"
"The Buddha mentioned that Sky God Yang would ascend to godhood before long. I wonder …."
One of the immortals asked. All eyes fell on the Buddha.
"That's right. Yang Jian is no longer an immortal." Shakyamuni squinted his eyes and smiled.
"Really?" The immortals were shocked, but Fuxi stared intently at the wind blades around Yang Jian and arched an eyebrow. "Then, Buddha, do you know why Yang Jian can use spiritual energy? We still can't use it. Even you can't do anything about it."
"He's not using spiritual energy," Shakyamuni said.
"Then is it divine power?" Suiren's voice trembled.
"Not really." Shakyamuni shook his head.
"Then …."
The immortals were all stunned. If it wasn't immortal energy or divine power, then what else could he be using? They looked at Shakyamuni in confusion, but the old monk only smiled and said nothing. The immortals felt their hearts itch.
Only Fuxi's expression changed, and the way he looked at Yang Jian changed.
"Could it be that he's using … the power of the stars?"
Fuxi had been to the Celestial World before, so his vision was much higher than the people here. He knew that there were people in the Immortal Realm who could use the power of the stars, and he thought about the series of changes that had occurred to Yang Jian just now.
"It is indeed the power of the stars." Amitabha nodded.
"Star power?" The immortals were all dumbfounded. They had been cultivating for so long, yet they had never heard of the power of the stars.
The Buddhas loved to act profound and profound. Fuxi explained to them.
"The power of the stars is to use the power of the Nirvana Stars to transform it into one's own body. This kind of power is a level higher than Immortal Spiritual Energy and God Spiritual Energy."
"Use the power of the stars."
This was beyond the comprehension of these immortals. They stared in shock at the wind blades around Yang Jian. Fuxi was the only one who frowned inexplicably as he cupped his hands towards the Ancestral Buddha.
"Buddha, there's something I don't understand. The power of the stars needs to resonate with the Nirvana Stars, but this is clearly a sealed dimensional space. How is it that Wargod Yang can still use the power of the stars? "
"Battle intent," said Shakyamuni. "He's using the Battle Intent of the Stars. Also, what you said just now is correct, but there's something I need to add. If you want to use the power of the stars, you do need to communicate with them, but if the stars fall directly into your body, that's obviously not necessary, right?"
"If the stars fall into his body, doesn't that mean …."
"He's the Emperor Star's Auxiliary Star," said Shakyamuni with a chuckle.
Fierce winds howled, and wind blades circled around him. Meanwhile, the chairs on the steps were chewed to pieces.
Ye Zichen nimbly dodged the wind blades like a monkey ….
"Yang Jian, it's me, Ye Zichen. Hurry up and stop!"
As he dodged the wind blades, Ye Zichen called out repeatedly. However, Yang Jian stood in the middle of the wind blades. All he could hear was the howling of the wind. He couldn't hear Ye Zichen's calls at all.
He could only read Ye Zichen's lips ….
"Little brat, you dare curse your Grandpa Yang? Fine, let's see if I don't chop you to pieces. "
"Yang Jian, stop!" Ye Zichen yelled like a monkey jumping on a horse.
"You dare curse me? You're seeking death!"
Yang Jian glared at him, eyes as wide as bronze bells. Then he closed his eyes and clenched his fists.
"This surging power of the stars! I'm so strong! Grandson, you're just unlucky to have run into your Grandpa Yang! "
All of a sudden, the raging wind that had engulfed the entire area suddenly shrank around his body. The howling winds formed a wall of wind around him. Outsiders couldn't see what was going on inside at all.
Whoosh.
The wind dissipated.
The broken chair fell from the sky, and the surrounding immortals looked on in bewilderment.
"Why is he gone? Did he ascend to the God Realm? "
The immortals couldn't help but mutter to themselves. The major powers frowned.
"He hasn't left yet. He's just hiding."
"Invisibility?"
The immortals came to a sudden realization. This sort of invisibility wasn't some sort of secret technique among immortals.
"He's not as simple as you think," said Shakyamuni with a faint smile. A faint smile appeared in Shakyamuni's eyes. "I never imagined that Yang Jian would have such luck. He actually won the favor of the Star of Slaughter. However, given his personality, I'm afraid he won't even be able to unleash a tenth of the Star of Slaughter's power. What a pity! "
"The Star of Slaughter?" The North Pole Emperor frowned. "Is there such a star among the stars?"
"The Star of Slaughter is the only star in the Nirvana Celestial Realm that has no name. You can call it the Nameless Star, but in truth, its true name is the Star of Slaughter. It's forever hidden in the shadows, surviving under the protection of the stars. The meaning of its existence is to catch people off guard and assassinate them. "
Shakyamuni looked in the direction Yang Jian had disappeared and chuckled.
"This kind of star's power can only be unleashed to its fullest when it's hidden. The person who inherits this star must have the heart to live in the shadows. Yang Jian is too upright. In truth, he's more suited to inheriting the Star of Bravery, which is open and bold, yet the Star of Slaughter chose him …. I don't think the effects are particularly …. "
Before the Buddha could finish speaking, he heard ….
Crack.
Someone kicked the shattered chair on the ground.
"....."
The immortals' expressions darkened. Even Yang Jian's target, Ye Zichen's, expression darkened.
As the person in question, Ye Zichen naturally didn't believe Yang Jian had ascended to the God Realm. He could sense an aura locking onto him.
However ….
What was he doing?
Couldn't he just hide properly?
"What did I say? Yang Jian isn't suited to inherit the Star of Slaughter, is he?" Even the Buddha couldn't help but complain.
After kicking the chair, Yang Jian, who was hiding in this space, also blushed. Therefore, he decided not to hide anymore and directly revealed his body.
"Die!"
He swung his lance without hesitation, but at that moment ….
Bang.
He was in the middle of swinging his lance when he suddenly tumbled backwards.
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