Cultivating Immortality :I Obtained The Villain's Ascension Code
Chapter 35: Strike at the Star-Point

Chapter 35: Strike at the Star-Point

Crack—

The Mirror Glacial Wall quiverd under the force of the Yin-Yang slash. In the next instant, fractures spiderwebbed through its surface, and a crystalline wail echoed like the death cry of an ancient frost spirit.

Then—

Boom!

The wall shattered completely, exploding into a storm of glimmering frost fragments. Ice shards rained down like falling stars.

But even as the wall was destroyed, the Yin-Yang Mirror Slash finally dimmed and dispersed into motes of black and white qi.

Wu Shu staggered back a step, the glow of his spiritual armor sputtering like a dying flame. The intricate runes etched into its surface flickered wildly—its protective essence nearing collapse.

His jaw clenched, teeth grinding with fury. A storm brewed in his eyes.

He could no longer endure this humiliation.

"You... forcing me to go this far?"

He slashed the air with his palm, and a roar tore through the sky.

"Heaven-Cleaving Ice Blade!"

Frost spiraled upward, and an enormous crystalline blade took shape, forged from condensed soul energy and ice law. Its edges crackled with light as it tore through the veil of space, revealing starlight from the void beyond.

Xiao Ning didn’t blink.

"A sword technique?" he said softly. "How fitting."

He raised his own blade again.

"Yin-Yang Mirror Slash."

The two techniques collided. But instead of a thunderous clash, the Yin-Yang Slash flowed into the Heaven-Cleaving Blade like water into a raging fire. Black and white light coiled around the icy edge.

Then—an explosion.

A wave of spiritual energy blasted outward, shaking the forest for dozens of li. In hidden alcoves and distant peaks, cultivators nearby coughed blood and fled in panic.

When the light finally faded—

Wu Shu stood swaying, his chest rising and falling like a bellows torn at the seams. The glow of his spiritual armor pulsed weakly, its runic veins dimming with each ragged breath. His qi was no longer steady—nearly spent, scattered by that final exchange.

The Heaven-Cleaving Ice Blade hadn’t merely shattered. Its very essence had been unraveled and turned inward, used against its creator.

"This... impossible," Wu Shu rasped. "That wasn’t just a reflection... did he reflect my dao laws?"

Xiao Ning said nothing. His expression was calm—disturbingly so. There wasn’t even triumph in his gaze, only quiet detachment.

In truth, he hadn’t fully reflected Wu Shu’s technique.

He didn’t need to.

He was simply too skilled—too intimate—with the Yin-Yang Mirror Slash.

"We’ve had our fun, But if this is all you can do... it’s time to say goodbye."

Wu Shu’s eyes narrowed. There was something in the way Li Fang spoke—offhand, almost lazy—that twisted in his gut.

As if he’d been nothing more than a passing amusement.

As if the battle had only just begun in earnest, and now... the one playing had grown bored.

But before Wu Shu could utter a word, Xiao Ning suddenly lifted a single finger.

At that moment, a subtle yet bizarre pressure coalesced at its tip. The surrounding air grew inexplicably heavy, as if space itself resisted the movement. A strange energy seeped into the surroundings.

Wu Shu’s pupils constricted. Despite his half-step Heavenly Tribulation cultivation, he could not discern the nature of the force.

As the pressure grew denser, a sudden alarm rang out in his heart. His instincts, honed through life-or-death battles and centuries of cultivation, roared in warning.

That single finger now carried a killing intent capable of ending him.

Without hesitation, Wu Shu reached into his robes, fingers brushing against the jade talisman he had never thought he’d need to use.

But before he could activate it, Xiao Ning vanished.

There was no burst of wind, no spatial fluctuation—just an eerie silence where a moment ago a figure had stood.

Wu Shu’s divine sense immediately swept out like a tidal wave, scanning the battlefield with pinpoint precision. Yet he found nothing. It was as if Xiao Ning had never existed.

"What in the—"

In the next instant, he felt it: the lightest touch, just a press against the center of his forehead.

"Yin Collapse Death-Point."

The words were spoken softly, yet to Wu Shu, they sounded like the ringing of a funeral bell.

It was just a finger. But to him, it was as if the gates of the Netherworld had been flung open. His divine sense shattered like cracked crystal. No matter how he strained, he could no longer project it. Within his core, his nascent soul trembled uncontrollably..

The Yin Collapse Death-Point was not a conventional killing technique. It bypassed the body, ignored spiritual armor, and even defied the protection of domain laws. Instead, it struck directly at a cultivator’s most vulnerable nexus—the ’star-point’ anchoring the nascent soul to the dantian.

With a muffled boom, his qi ruptured like an overburdened formation core pushed past its limit.

Blood streamed from Wu Shu’s nose and ears. His expression turned pale.

His connection to his nascent soul had been severed.

He could still feel its presence lingering within his dantian—like a sealed lamp flickering behind a wall of mist—but he could no longer sense it directly, let alone draw upon its strength. The link that formed the very foundation of his cultivation had been cut.

That finger strike had not only destroyed his divine sense and wounded his spirit palace, but had also severed the thread connecting him to his nascent soul.

Where in the nine heavens had Li Fang learned such sorcery?

He had never heard of such a thing in all his years of study, nor had it been recorded in any of the Wu Clan’s secret scrolls. Just where had Li Fang learned such strange and terrifying techniques?

"It’s a dreadful feeling, isn’t it?" Xiao Ning’s voice rang out in his mind. "No spiritual qi, no divine sense. You’re completely helpless... just like an ordinary mortal."

Wu Shu’s face darkened. In all his life, he had never tasted such humiliation.

"Go ahead and kill me then," Wu Shu’s expression darkened. He clenched his teeth. "I’m not one to beg."

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