From the battlefield to the disorderly mountains to the Mount Song Army headquarters to this snowy mountain range, no one had ever seen the young array master on the stretcher open his eyes.
In everyone's view, he was already on his last breaths, certain to die from his heavy injuries.
At this moment, his eyes opened.
The shallowest layer of his eyes was a clean and bright innocence, but if one looked deeper, one would see a cruelty suffused with a savage aura.
Innocence and cruelty were polar opposites, yet they often accompanied each other. When combined, they became extremely complex and serene.
At this moment, Nanke and Chen Changsheng were high up in the cold night sky.
Chen Changsheng was prepared to use his final three attacks to sever all the Demon Lord's hopes.
The Demon Lord was prepared to use the most tyrannical method to sever all his hopes.
No one noticed that the young array master had opened his eyes, nor did anyone notice that his hand had fallen on his chest.
A few days ago, he had suffered significant injuries in the great battle of the snowy plains, and his wound was right there.
The young array master's hand left his chest, his hand carrying some liquid and another object.
This object was a pestle-shaped stone object. Perhaps because it was stained with blood or some other reason, it was particularly mottled.
The young array master gripped the stone pestle and thrust it at the Demon Lord's abdomen.
He was lying on the stretcher, so he could only attack from below. Both his angle and intent seemed abnormally sinister and vicious.
But he seemed to be doing something abnormally sacred, even somewhat pious.
His movements were not slow. They were very casual, yet they were especially cautious and focused.
The entire process was silent, not even stirring up a gust of wind.
Not even the Demon Lord had noticed it, but he was not a target that could be easily assassinated.
He had not noticed this sinister stone pestle, but the seal in the night sky had.
The stone seal was a Heavenly Tome Monolith that he had taken from the Garden of Zhou. After traveling the world for centuries, it had long ago comprehended and fused with him.
If anyone tried to threaten the Demon Lord's life, the stone seal would automatically react, begin to defend, and then counterattack.
Over the centuries, both the humans and the Council of Elders in Xuelao City had attempted to assassinate the Demon Lord, but none of them had succeeded. In that battle just now, Hai Di had suffered such a miserable defeat for this very reason.
The stone seal ignored the other stone pearls and vanished into the darkness.
A moment later, it appeared in front of the Demon Lord's abdomen to meet the stone pestle.
Logically speaking, no matter what material this stone pestle was made of, it could not be stronger than a Heavenly Tome Monolith. In the next moment, it would be smashed into powder.
However, the most unbelievable thing happened in the next moment.
The stone seal stood still in the night wind, no longer attempting to destroy the stone pestle.
It was as if it had known him for tens of thousands of years and had even taken the initiative to make way for him.
Without the restriction of the seal, the other Heavenly Tome Monoliths flew off into the darkness with a hissing sound, instantly shattering the star map.
The Demon Lord finally sensed danger, but it was already too late.
He looked down, only to see a stone pestle deeply inserted into his lower abdomen.
The other end of the stone pestle was held by the young array master.
The Demon Lord could clearly sense the chill of the stone pestle.
Of course, what made him feel even colder was the young Array Master's face, as well as the slight aura fluctuations emitted by the stone pestle.
Countless weak but seemingly everlasting aura waves drifted into the night sky, as if to tell the whole world his location.
Whether it was this world, or any other world, or any other world.
Just what was this mysterious stone pestle?
There were no records in the Daoist Canon of the Human race, and there was no news of it in White Emperor City. Only the master of the Demon Palace in Xuelao City knew of its origins.
Because this stone pestle and its story were a secret of the Demon race that could not be passed on.
The Demon Lord naturally knew what it was.
This was a divine artifact that had never appeared in this world.
The Astral Executioner.
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A furious howl resounded through the night sky.
Green wings tore through the darkness as Nanke shot back to the ground like a stream of light. Chen Changsheng had been thrown out.
Just when her berserk Qi was about to approach, the young array master floated up from the stretcher and noiselessly floated several dozen zhang away.
He was like a speck of dust on the ground, casually moving. His movements were extremely strange, and of course, he also displayed an extremely profound level of cultivation.
At any other time, Nanke would have paid any price to take advantage of this opportunity to kill him, but now was not the time.
She lunged at the Demon Lord, but before she could even get close, the Demon Lord swept her into the distance with a sleeve of his.
Chen Changsheng also fell to the ground, not far from the Demon Lord.
He only needed to stretch out his hand once more and the Demon Lord could kill or restrain Chen Changsheng, drink his blood, eat his flesh, and thus obtain new life and freedom.
But he did not do this, not even glancing at Chen Changsheng.
One thousand years of old wounds, one thousand years of ambition, they were all on Chen Changsheng's body. Suddenly, he no longer seemed to care.
The Demon Lord lowered his head to look at his body, at the stone pestle that had been thrust into his abdomen. He then pulled it out and threw it to the ground.
The mottled marks on the stone pestle had already been devoured by the golden demon blood, leaving only a rough surface.
But some things remained in his abdomen, faintly exuding a dark blue light, just like a star.
This dark blue light exuded weak ripples of Qi into the starry sky.
His clothes left behind blurs in the darkness as the seal flew through the air, howled down, and then stopped.
No one knew that in the blink of an eye, he had traveled a thousand li and then returned to his original position.
No matter where he went, he could not break free of that dark blue light.
Even that weak Qi was unaffected, clearly marking his position to the starry sky.
As expected, it was impossible to break free from fate.
The Demon Lord gazed at the starry sky above his head, an extremely complex expression on his face.
It was disdain, anger, unwillingness, and ultimately, it transformed into a sigh of sorrow.
Fate was the starry sky.
If the starry sky wanted to kill you, how could you avoid it?
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Chen Changsheng's gaze also fell on the starry sky.
His spiritual sense floated upwards, transcending the concept of time, traversing the endless river of stars to arrive at the side of that distant red star.
The Fated Star was constantly providing him with warmth, energy, confidence, and courage.
This place was extremely far from the ground, as if he had reached the other shore of the river of stars. It was vast and empty, with only a few stars.
He gazed even further, even deeper, and suddenly felt a tinge of fear.
In that endless darkness, there seemed to be countless stars, faintly discernible, unknown, mysterious, and terrifying.
Suddenly, a bright pillar of light emerged from those distant and seemingly unreal stars, shooting towards his Fated Star!
Sweat instantly soaked Chen Changsheng's clothes and then froze into frost. Fear.
Just what was this pillar of light? Where had it come from, and where was it going?
Fortunately, the pillar of light did not strike his Fated Star, only brushing past it.
Behind it, the pillar of light continued to travel through the river of stars, towards this world.
Chen Changsheng's body was incredibly stiff. He could not move, could not make a sound.
The Demon Lord raised his head to the starry sky, his expression indifferent, his thoughts inscrutable.
Nanke's furious roar came from the distance.
A pillar of light pierced through the night sky and fell upon the snowy mountains.
It fell upon the Demon Lord.
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