Star Covering struck with a palm, but it didn't land on King Xishan's chest and abdomen.

The Painter used the "Space Law" to teleport above King Xishan, taking the blow for him.

With just one palm, Star Covering shattered the ribs on the Painter's chest and abdomen into fragments, white bone shards splattered out from the bloody pit of the body.

The Painter, enduring the pain, had cold sweat pouring from his forehead, but he dared not neglect; he carried King Xishan on his back and dived into the "Wangliang" space, disappearing.

This is the wonder of the "Space Law,"

Outside of the real space, there exists another layer called "Wangliang Space." Ordinary mortals entering this space would have their flesh and blood eroded by the yin wind of the lost souls within, turning them into coarse sand.

The Wangliang Space and the real space almost have no intersection. If the Painter hid and didn't reveal himself, logically, Star Covering wouldn't be able to find him.

But it's always the same reason—Star Covering's skills and Dao, forged from countless deadly battles and a lifetime of killings, made her this formidable weapon in the human world.

"Disciple of Qingtian Dao, Primordial Yang, reciting the Qingtian Dao Scripture."

Star Covering instinctively controlled those Primordial Yang souls, chanting and reciting.

The souls are Primordial Yang, but remain as Evil Ghosts,

The Evil Ghosts reciting the Taoist Scripture emit a sound neither yin nor yang, almost inaudible to ordinary people, yet it penetrates the real world, continuously echoing in the "Wangliang Space."

When the sound passed over the Painter and King Xishan, the returning sound was somewhat dull. It was just a fraction muted compared to other sounds, but such subtle differences did not escape Star Covering's ears,

"White Tiger Killing Formation, Seven Slays Across Space."

Star Covering once again invoked the seven stars of the Western White Tiger.

Kui, Lou, Wei, Mao, Bi, Zi, and Shen,

The seven stars formed the shape of a tiger, suddenly pouncing forward in the direction of Star Covering's pointing finger, its two powerful front paws sliced through, twisting and deforming the invisible barrier between the real and Wangliang spaces, creating a giant pit,

Then, there were two muffled groans,

The Painter and King Xishan were simultaneously struck out of the Wangliang Space,

The Painter was barely alive when he entered, and not breathing when he came out,

While King Xishan's body cracked with several fractures, fortunately, Lord Jiu's soul banner unfurled in time, blocking before the seven White Tiger Stars, halting the final fierce strike of this tiger,

Otherwise, while the Painter's fate was uncertain, the temporarily powerless King Xishan would definitely have been killed on the spot.

The only nine sticks of incense in Mingjiang Prefecture, and those imbued with the Valley's true inheritance—the King Xishan, even in front of Star Covering, was not worth a single strike.

"Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, extend ten thousand branches, capture Star Covering."

Peng Sheng was hanging upside down, using his life force as fuel to drive the branches of the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, like thousands of tentacles, entwining towards Star Covering, attempting to capture this top-tier Alien Ghost of the human world.

Star Covering vanished again without a trace, only a faint voice echoed, calling out to Zhao Qingxiao: "Daoist, King Xishan can no longer fight, in the Dragon Prison Well, there is no longer any enemy for you, step on the seven stars, drive this well, and crush these Day and Night Wandering Gods into dust.

Zhao Qingxiao was also one of the nine sticks of incense, having come specifically for Zhou Xuan's corpse and the four-realm white fox. Though he was previously restrained by King Xishan's "Valley True Inheritance," it does not mean he is an inconsequential nine sticks of incense.

"Just right, just right, this well of the old Taoist could serve as the tombstone for these Day and Night Wandering Gods."

"Zhao Qingxiao, you are a Great Mage of the Capital Mansion, and receive its offerings, how dare you openly associate with Star Covering?" Shang Wenjun angrily accused.

"Openly? What do you mean openly? The world's game of chess, sealing off Mingjiang Prefecture, even if the Nuo God descends personally, he cannot enter this prefecture... I kill you all, who would know?"

"Alas..."

Shang Wenjun sighed.

The game of chess gave Zhao Qingxiao a brazen excuse.

"Kill everyone inside Mingjiang Prefecture, and I, Zhao Qingxiao, would be clean again, still receiving the offerings of the Capital Mansion, still the elegant Thunder Fire Great Mage of the Dun Jia Hall."

"Oh, right, with the four-realm fox and King Xishan's corpse, even if I don't take Zhou Xuan's corpse! Our Tun Jia Ancestor would definitely emerge, with support from Star Covering, Buddha Country, and Huangyuan Demon—Qingtian Dao would be the first in Taoism."

"I, Zhao Qingxiao, would be the head of the world's number one Taoist sect, what Heavenly Eye Temple, what Dragon Seeking Taoist, all must bow to us,

Our Qingtian Dao, Taoist techniques are profound, eternally unified and persistent."

Zhao Qingxiao was having a heady golden dream, while his toes tapped over the Star Position, using the Northern Dipper as the source, urging the Dragon Prison Well to spin wildly.

A well, meant to become a millstone that can destroy heaven and earth, grinding the Day and Night Wandering Gods of Mingjiang Prefecture and Ping Shui Prefecture into nothing but wind and sand.

And Star Covering was ready, when the Dragon Prison Well was activated, she would, like King Yan in the world, continuously relying on her robust physique, unpredictable body movements, immense Power of Stars, flash strike after flash strike, vanquishing those Day and Night Wandering Gods, one by one in the well...

...

"Amitabha, good indeed, good indeed."

Within the chessboard, Master Wu Ya performed the Dharma Seal of Empowerment, spreading his Buddha Power.

Pure, and thick golden Buddha energy surged from above Master Wu Ya's head, drifting like a gentle breeze into the grand scheme of Mingjiang Prefecture, towards the Ancient Tree Golden Bell of the God Traveling Department.

Mo Ya Monk saw that Zhao Wuya was actively dispersing his Dao, and asked: "Zen Master, since you possess such Buddha power, why not enter the scheme of Mingjiang to confront Star Covering directly, instead dispersing the Buddha energy to fortify the golden bell?"

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