Chapter 383: The Star-Draining Art

The battle at the main headquarters of Caiyi Gate was in full swing!
Dozens of Flying Eagle Swords intertwined and split in the air. The sudden bursts of these swords carried a far greater destructive force than the flying knives wielded by the ninjas in the royal tomb—faster and more targeted.
The continuous attacks from the Flying Eagle Swords killed and wounded numerous disciples of the First-Class Hall. People screamed as they tumbled from the heights above.
Although the lethality of the boomerangs had diminished, their ability to disrupt enemy formations remained. Silver Fox, working closely with the dense barrage of arrows, also claimed lives at a steady pace.
Yet…
This was not enough to stop the advance of the First-Class Hall.
More enemies poured in!
The front lines of Caiyi Gate faced increasing pressure.
At the same time, disciples of the First-Class Hall swooped down from the air, heading toward the archers and knife wielders behind them.
Despite the cover fire from those on the rooftops, only a few enemies could be killed.
Seeing countless enemies charging forward, Feng Wu Caiyi gritted her teeth:
“Let’s go all out!”
She shook her Silver Dragon Spear twice, let out a fierce cry, and leaped high into the air. There, her silver-white spear formed a dense forest of blades. Taking advantage of the length of her weapon, she knocked over several enemies at once. Later, she was struck by several disciples of the First-Class Hall, forcing her to spit blood. Amidst the screams of the people from Caiyi Gate, Feng Wu Caiyi executed a brilliant reverse spear strike, piercing one enemy’s throat. After landing, she quickly swallowed a Jade Dew Pill, ignoring her injuries, and charged back into the enemy ranks with her spear as one.
“Kill!!”
“Forward, brothers! Fight to the death!”
Feng Wu Caiyi further inspired her fellow disciples. Roaring, they leaped up from the crowd or flew down from the rooftops, charging at the disciples of the First-Class Hall amidst swirling robes and flashes of swords and knives.
But this group was clearly no match for those at the front lines like Tung Tong. When they collided head-on, dozens were killed in an instant, while only a few disciples of the First-Class Hall were lost.
The battlefield became chaotic. Silver Fox had no choice but to abandon her boomerangs, grab two Separation Hooks, and plunge into the fray.
Two disciples of the First-Class Hall immediately recognized her as Silver Fox, the mysterious expert assigned by their superiors. Seeing her seemingly exhausted, they exchanged a glance before charging at her.
With swift movements, Silver Fox used her hooks to pull and twist their weapons. The sharp hooks pierced areas unprotected by their gear, causing piercing screams. With a strong pull, she seriously injured both of them.

Although Fengwu Caiyi did not possess the exceptional skills of Yinhu, she managed to withstand the attacks of the First Rank Hall’s disciples thanks to her Silver Dragon Spear with over a thousand in attack power and her decent equipment. The Silver Dragon Spear sent blood splattering everywhere; leveraging its combat advantages and attack power, along with the support of Yulu Wan, they fought a life-or-death battle, with each attack claiming a life. The determination of the female leader of Caiyi Gate earned the secret admiration of the people from the First Rank Hall. However, relying solely on Fengwu Caiyi and Yinhu to hold off the enemy was clearly insufficient. The disciples of the First Rank Hall swarmed like locusts, breaking through Caiyi Gate’s second line of defense and quickly advancing toward the rooftops and the main hall, plunging the entire area into chaos. The cries of battle inside the hall were incessant, ringing in everyone’s ears, but to Xueyi, they sounded like a beautiful melody. Slowly stepping through the chaotic crowd… Soon, before Xueyi appeared a war god covered in blood, wildly swinging a purplish-red blood axe. The blade’s glow covered several meters around him, with no fewer than twenty disciples of the First Rank Hall lying dead beneath it—each one acting as an impenetrable barrier. Seeing Xueyi approach unarmed, with steady steps and a cold gaze, Yitong’s eyes grew solemn. He had seen this man before—a high-ranking member of the First Rank Hall who was in charge of this operation. If he were weak, Yitong would never have believed it. But Xueyi not only had no weapon but also no equipment at all, appearing calm and composed like a master, which annoyed Yitong. What annoyed him even more was that Xueyi ignored him completely, not even glancing his way, and continued walking past… Bastard! Yitong was furious. Though injured, the countless corpses of his enemies had given him confidence. Those who dared insult his dignity deserved no mercy! With a fierce roar, he swung his axe at Xueyi. Xueyi frowned. Despite Yitong’s large size and seemingly bulky frame, his axe swing was highly precise. The swirling shadow of the axe resembled a giant blood shark, instantly blocking all of his paths forward. “Quite agile,” Xueyi said. With a step, he stopped his advance, staying just outside the shadow of the axe. “Die!” Yitong laughed as his purplish-red blood axe emitted a sharp clang. The handle stretched half a meter longer, and the shadow expanded dramatically, instantly tearing through Xueyi’s body.

Hit?
Yitong was about to smile when he suddenly sensed something was wrong. His expression changed instantly.
A cold voice came from behind him: “Interesting, fat guy.”
Turning around, he saw Xueyi had appeared behind him somehow, his hand gently resting on Yitong’s shoulder…
“You…”
Yitong was terrified. As he tried to push him away, he realized his internal energy was draining at an alarming rate. A bone-chilling cold swept through his body, making it nearly impossible to hold the axe—it became extremely heavy. Worse still, the internal energy in his dantian was also flowing wildly into Xueyi’s body through his hand.
As his internal energy drained from the dantian, it seemed his vitality was also diminishing greatly…
His massive body shrank noticeably in an instant. Yitong’s body stiffened, his face pale.
Xueyi, on the other hand, calmly rested his hand on Yitong’s shoulder. His robes fluttered in the wind, his face glowing red with excitement, his eyes filled with indescribable delight.
Disciples of the Colorful Robes Sect nearby, such as Xiao P and Xupang, noticed what was happening.
“What kind of martial art is this?”
“Beiming Divine Skill?”
“No! It can’t be Beiming Divine Skill. That task hasn’t been completed yet. It must be Ding Chunqiu’s Star-Sucking Technique!”
“Whatever it is! Save him!”
Baolong usually got along well with Yitong. Seeing him in trouble, how could he stand by? He swallowed a few Jade Dew Pills, roared, and led a few of his brothers toward the main gate.
“Don’t lose focus!”
It was too late for Yu Cha to warn them. The first line of defense had already been torn to shreds, leaving only a few dozen of them holding their ground among the crowd. Gritting their teeth, they also rushed toward the main gate.
The moment Xueyi drained all of Yitong’s internal energy, Yitong collapsed at the gate like a golden brick toppling over a jade pillar.
Xueyi, filled with excitement as he felt his body brimming with internal energy, suddenly turned his gaze toward the high-ranking members of the Colorful Robes Sect and smiled coldly: “Just in time!”