Wherever the divine light from the Crystal Jade Eye shot, the void itself was covered in a layer of crystalline frost. Under this divine radiance, even space began to appear crystallized.
The Crystal Jade Divine Light had a terrifying ability: to turn everything within its radiance into crystal jade. It was as fearsome as petrification techniques, equally domineering and deadly.
The divine light struck the Star Arrow.
The space around the Star Arrow instantly crystallized, yet this divine light had no effect on the Star Arrow itself. Every strand of starlight from the arrow seemed to transform into the sharpest arrow intent, tearing through and shattering everything. Countless crystalline fragments shattered under the radiant starlight. The dazzling Crystal Jade Divine Light was forcefully shattered by the Star Arrow.
The arrow pressed forward at breakneck speed.
Boom!!
In the next instant, the arrow struck a powerful Three-Eyed Clan cultivator, piercing cleanly through his chest. As it passed through him, his entire body exploded, torn apart by the arrow's force, reduced to a mist of blood. The Star Arrow's power was simply overwhelming and unstoppable.
A cultivator at the Life Aperture Realm, even one who had awakened a Divine Eye, was obliterated.
The arrow, unfazed, continued onward, flashing with intense starlight as it hurtled toward Tong Twelve. It aimed straight at his heart — a direct shot that even a Grand Divine cultivator might not survive.
Boom!!
Tong Twelve stood frozen in shock, unmoving, eyes wide as the arrow pierced through his chest without hesitation.
An arrow through the heart!
At that moment, Tong Twelve's entire body, just like the previous Three-Eyed cultivator, exploded into a cloud of blood mist — not a single piece of flesh left behind.
The scene was horrifying.
One arrow to the heart. One shot, one kill.
The Star Arrow was utterly unstoppable — even a Life Map Realm cultivator couldn't resist.
All those watching were stunned, their faces filled with awe and disbelief.
"He's dead! That damned Tong Twelve is finally dead!"
"What a powerful arrow, what terrifying divine power! This clearly exceeds the Life Aperture Realm — this is Life Map Divine Power! Star-Moon Convergence — incredible! I've never seen a divine technique this strong."
"To fuse the power of the stars and moon completely into one — one arrow, and it's like the heavens collapse. Even Tong Twelve was taken down. That shot... I couldn't even react before it ended. Too fast. Too powerful."
But soon, someone voiced doubt.
"Is he really dead? That felt too easy. With his strength, how could he not react at all? Something feels off..."
Then—
"To think you could kill this Divine Son so easily... how naive. If I were that easy to kill, I'd have died countless times already."
A voice rang out with disdain.
Looking toward the site of the explosion, everyone was shocked to see Tong Twelve standing there again — completely unharmed. Not even a scratch.
A self-satisfied smirk crossed his face.
"That divine technique was indeed formidable. If it were any other Life Map cultivator, they wouldn't have survived. But I... am no ordinary man. Killing me? You're still not there yet."
"However... You, Yao Yue, are growing more and more interesting to me. And Lianxing too..."He chuckled wickedly.
"He's not dead?!"
"How?! The arrow was locked onto his aura — that was a tracking kill! How could it miss?! How is he unscathed? This is impossible!"
Hope turned to despair. Expressions of joy twisted into disbelief.
Yao Yue's cold gaze locked onto Tong Twelve. His third eye, on his forehead, was now open — a brilliant, multicolored eye gleaming like glass, flashing with iridescent hues, mesmerizing and dreamlike. Just looking at it made one's mind feel as though it were being drawn into it.
This was no ordinary eye.
The Three-Eyed Clan could awaken unique Divine Eyes, each possessing radically different powers. Even identical Divine Eyes, through refinement, could develop completely different abilities.
Ocular Techniques were among the most terrifying powers in the world — they required no chants or seals. A mere thought, a glance — and they struck. Unpredictable. Unblockable. Incomparably powerful.
As one of the Twelve Divine Sons of Atlantis, Tong Twelve's eye was far from ordinary.
"To witness my Moon Mirror Divine Eye — you should feel honored. The last person to force me to use this... well, the grass over his grave is taller than a man."
His sneer returned.
"Now then... feeling hot? Like your blood is boiling? That restlessness spreading faster the more you use your cultivation?"
His gaze sharpened.
"You... shameless bastard!"Lian Xing shouted angrily.
Yao Yue's glare grew colder — but she too could feel it. The change. A heat spreading madly through her body.
"You think this is just some ordinary aphrodisiac? Dragon Lure Incense — even a true dragon would go into heat upon catching its scent. The more you circulate your cultivation... the faster the effect spreads. No technique can suppress it. No matter how strong you are... in the end, you'll be mine."
Tong Twelve laughed triumphantly.
"You three-eyed freak! Eat my axe!"
A human cultivator surnamed Cheng roared in fury and launched himself at Tong Twelve. With each step, the ground shattered underfoot. His aura exploded.
Boom!!
Leaping high, axe raised, he appeared before Tong Twelve, ready to bring it down like a god cleaving the heavens.
"A mere human dares challenge a Divine Son? Let me deal with you."
A Three-Eyed warrior stepped forward. Clad in blue rune-etched armor, exuding Atlantean craftsmanship, he wielded a massive greatsword.
"Kill!!"
Cheng brought his axe down — a swing that could split the world. The axe intent was overwhelming, unstoppable. Only a blinding arc of destruction could be seen.
"Crashing Wave!!"
The Three-Eyed warrior swung his sword. Sword intent flowed like water — wave after crashing wave of swordlight cascaded forward, like a tidal sea intent on drowning the world.
Boom!!
Axe and sword collided.
The axe tried to split the sea. The waves countered relentlessly. One after another, the waves wore down the axe intent, dragging it in, dispersing its force. The Crashing Wave Sword Intent was equally formidable — able to destroy everything in its path.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sword and axe clashed repeatedly. Cheng and the warrior became locked in a fierce duel — axe flashes and swordlights intertwining, battle instinct flowing naturally in every strike. A deadly draw.
"Yao Yue, Lianxing — you two are mine. My future concubines."
Tong Twelve smirked again.
Seeing the rising flush on their faces, his eyes gleamed with excitement. He knew — they were close to breaking.
"Your concubines? Did you ask me first?"
Just then, clouds of divine light exploded in the sky. From afar, a magnificent chariot descended through layers of glowing clouds, moving at incredible speed.
Roar!!
Three dragon offspring let out a thunderous cry from the chariot's front.
Instantly, the flood dragons pulling Tong Twelve's palace panicked. As if sensing a superior bloodline, they howled in fear, crashed to the ground, and prostrated themselves — trembling uncontrollably.
They did not dare move — heads bowed.
It was the fear and submission of bloodline suppression — a primal instinct to kneel before a higher being.