Supreme Star Card Master

Chapter 2144: Chapter 1484: Joining Forces Again (Part 2)

He had thought that this move, Dream God Lotus, would at least severely wound Zhou Yun a second time, perhaps even kill him outright...

Yet even in such a state, Zhou Yun still remained utterly calm as he roused the Power of Time to defend, so the final injuries were far less than expected.

Only by crossing blows with Zhou Yun personally did Fu Ming truly experience the inconceivable, terrifying battle Strength of a top Time Sword Cultivator!

Zhou Yun stood in midair with his left hand holding his sword. His face was clearly pale, his right arm showing deficiency, blood staining his long robe, his aura faint—but that water-like tranquil gaze and the icy Longsword in his hand still radiated a chilling oppressive force.

"You need to understand, relying on ’speed’ alone can’t kill me." Zhou Yun’s long, well-proportioned fingers tightened slightly on the Longsword as he said, "If you want to take this chance to kill me, then show some real skill... otherwise, I’ll be the one to kill you."

As the cold words fell, Zhou Yun’s figure vanished, and in the next instant the blade of a frost-cold Longsword was already reflected in Fu Ming’s twin pupils.

"So fast!"

Fu Ming’s pupils shrank, and he immediately used the Dream Space to perform Time Acceleration and pull back.

"Showing off your paltry axe before a master carpenter."

With Zhou Yun’s indifferent voice, this sword had already cleaved down upon Fu Ming.

Yet Fu Ming’s body turned into white light and scattered—it was merely a Clone afterimage; Fu Ming’s true body had already used the afterimage substitute to retreat to the rear in time.

Zhou Yun’s indifferent expression didn’t fluctuate in the slightest. Golden Light flowed around him as he unfolded Time Acceleration to pursue forward in killing chase, continuously cutting down one afterimage after another, rapidly closing in on Fu Ming’s true body.

Until a certain moment, with a "sii!" sound, a line of blood spurted up from Fu Ming’s shoulder.

Zhou Yun’s Longsword had successfully struck Fu Ming!

"The Time Skill truly is formidable!"

Fu Ming took the chance to open the distance again. Looking at the wound on his shoulder, his heart trembled and he secretly clicked his tongue.

This was real Time Acceleration; the Time Acceleration he had managed by exploiting dreams was simply insignificant before it.

At this rate he fundamentally couldn’t do anything to Zhou Yun; even though Zhou Yun was already injured, that Swordsmanship infused with the Power of Time was still so difficult to deal with!

"It seems I really do need to use some ’real skill’..."

Fu Ming’s dream-shattering pupils flickered slightly as he was about to act.

But at this moment, Fu Ming suddenly sensed something, stopped his movement, and chuckled lightly: "Since you’re already here, Fellow Daoist, don’t keep hiding..."

The air grew slightly still for a moment, then a familiar laugh sounded from not far away.

"Hehehe, Your Majesty only just arrived. Besides, speaking of ’hiding’... isn’t the one who likes hiding the most you, Friend Fu?"

A mass of Demon Light churned and spread in midair, and Fang Yang’s figure appeared with it, arms crossed over his chest, a smile on his face, expression wild and flamboyant. In his pitch-black twin pupils, deep violet Runes seemed to flicker faintly...

Zhou Yun, who had been about to strike with his sword, also pressed his Longsword down and turned his gaze toward the suddenly appearing Fang Yang, eyes stirring: "Not dead? And much stronger than before."

Zhou Yun’s Perception Ability did not seem particularly special, so earlier he hadn’t detected Fu Ming, who was concealed to the side by Dream Concealment Power, and at this moment he likewise hadn’t immediately noticed Fang Yang, who had rushed here with his aura suppressed by the Devouring Law.

However, Zhou Yun’s Sword Heart Clarity made his perception of the essence of things extremely sharp; with one glance he could tell that Fang Yang now was utterly different from before.

Fu Ming also sized up Fang Yang, narrowing his eyes slightly as he said, "It seems after Friend Fang Devoured the Extreme Demon Lord, his Strength has indeed greatly improved..."

Fang Yang laughed heartily and said, "Isn’t that thanks to Friend Fu’s Transcendent methods! With one strike you killed the Extreme Demon Lord, and only then could I pick up his corpse."

As Fang Yang spoke, his gaze likewise turned to Zhou Yun in the midair ahead.

It was easy to see that Zhou Yun now was heavily injured, his aura unstable, clearly just having gone through a fierce battle.

However, these wounds obviously weren’t left by Fu Ming; most likely Fu Ming had simply arrived before him, still hiding in secret like last time, wanting to be the Yellow Sparrow behind.

Only...

Fang Yang looked at the sword wound on Fu Ming’s shoulder and said with a smile, "Looks like Friend Fu wanted to be the Yellow Sparrow again?... Only this time the mantis was a bit hard, even knocked your teeth loose, Fellow Daoist~"

Fu Ming seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Fang Yang’s words, smiling with a leisurely, composed expression as he said, "After all, this is Star Lord Zhou Yun, who controls time and whose swordsmanship pierces the heavens. Even the Duo’e Sect Master of the Bodhi Sect wasn’t his match and died by his hand."

"Oh? So he killed Duo E!"

Fang Yang carefully sensed the surroundings and indeed detected faint residual Buddha Light energy in the field, causing his gaze to sharpen.

Back in the Eastern Star Sky, Duo E had sealed his Formless Demon Embryo with a single palm—he remembered it vividly.

Not only that, later the Blood Sea of the Blood River Ancestor had been suppressed by the strange methods of the Duo’e Sect Master, something he had "immersively" experienced as well.

Thus among the seven Star Lords, Fang Yang had been most wary of this Duo’e Sect Master, yet hadn’t expected that the man was now dead in Zhou Yun’s hands...

Seeing Fang Yang’s expression change, Fu Ming’s eyes turned and he said, "Star Lord Zhou is incomparably formidable. Even injured, I alone can hardly do anything to him.

But with Friend Fang here, it’s different... I wonder if Friend Fang is interested in teaming up with me once more?"

Fu Ming gave a slight smile and continued, "Just like before: I’ll take the Cosmic Will, and Your Majesty can take the corpse... what does Fellow Daoist think?"

Fu Ming issued the invitation directly, firmly believing Fang Yang would not refuse this proposal.

Because of the particular nature of the Devouring Path, as long as he can Devour the strong, he can grow stronger at great speed.

Right now Fang Yang has Devoured the Extreme Demon Lord, his Strength greatly increased, and he’s fearless unto death. If they can truly take advantage of Zhou Yun’s weakened state to Devour him and gain control of the Power of Time... then likely no one would be able to stop him.

As expected, when Fang Yang heard this, a few more hints of heat appeared in his eyes.

Taking advantage of Zhou Yun’s weakness to join forces and kill him would not only remove a powerful foe, but also obtain the Power of Time—this temptation was simply too great!

Fang Yang naturally understood in his heart that Fu Ming would likely not let him easily Devour Zhou Yun again.

But no matter how he looked at it, this was a high-yield, low-risk matter. There was no reason not to act.

As for whether he could finally obtain Zhou Yun’s corpse, whether he could snatch the Cosmic Will... that would depend on each one’s skill!

At the very least, for now, joining forces was a win-win.

Fang Yang said with a smile, "Friend Fu, you and I have already joined forces once before; we’re allies who trust each other. Joining up again at this moment is a strong alliance and a win-win situation—this... is excellent!"

Fu Ming smiled and said, "Good."

In midair, Zhou Yun’s cold, indifferent gaze swept over the two of them: "So, you’re going to deal with me together?"

Facing the pair’s alliance, the wounded Zhou Yun did not show the anger of the Extreme Demon Lord. He merely tightened his grip slightly on the treasure sword in his hand that bore the Manifestation of the words "Extreme Universe."

As if so long as the sword was in his hand, Zhou Yun feared no opponent.

"Hahaha, let me also test this Time Sword Cultivator!"

With a loud laugh, Fang Yang spun the Formless Demon Embryo outside his body. As Blood Light flashed, a Boundless Blood Sea surged forth, and in the span of a breath it flooded all the Void where Zhou Yun stood.

However, within the Blood Sea, there was no trace of Zhou Yun’s figure. Looking closely, at some unknown moment Zhou Yun was already standing still above the Blood Sea.

The "heavy" Blood Sea naturally could not catch up to the speed of the Time Controller.

"Blood God Child!"

Fang Yang gave a low shout, and within the Blood Sea, one hundred and twenty million Blood God Child manifested, riding the Boundless Blood Sea and transforming into blood-colored pillars of light that surged and shot toward Zhou Yun above the sea.

With the Blood God Child’s blessing, the Blood Sea not only grew far more powerful, but also more nimble and varied. Blood Hands, blood nets, Blood Flood Dragon... all manner of attacks blasted forth continuously, using the vast Blood Sea as their foundation.

"Far too crude..."

Zhou Yun’s expression was cold and indifferent. Golden Light ringed his body as he flickered and flashed, advancing and retreating, darting left and right. No matter how the Blood Sea’s attacks Transmute and flexed, no matter how grand their momentum, they still couldn’t even touch the hem of his robe!