The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 413 - 225: Night Raid on Qintian Observatory

Chapter 413: Chapter 225: Night Raid on Qintian Observatory

Having resolved to begin with the Qintian Observatory, they had to act swiftly and strike as soon as possible.

The situation with Feng Tianming remained unknown. Although recovering from such severe injuries was almost as difficult as bringing the dead back to life, surely requiring a great deal of time, Qing Yu felt it was better to probe the situation sooner rather than later.

Thus, two nights later, a group of them arrived silently outside the Qintian Observatory at midnight.

"Do we really need to take action directly, rather than making a gradual plan?" Feng Jiu, wearing a black mask and dressed as Yan Nanfei, asked from one side.

"Taking direct action is the best choice. Infiltrating the Qintian Observatory is simply impossible. Feng Tianming is well-prepared for defense here," Qing Yu said indifferently as he gazed at the majestic Observation Tower not far away.

"Let’s begin," Qing Yu quietly ordered.

Sixty-four people, eight in each group, took their positions around the observatory. Eight streams of Qi force surged toward the heavens, sealing off the observatory’s sounds from the outside world.

The Circulation Eight Extremes Formation was formed.

This time, with eight people in each group, the total of sixty-four was significantly more than the number that had attempted to assassinate the Eldest Prince during the previous midnight operation.

The reason for such a large number was to cope with the upcoming battle’s emanation of fighting energy.

"Who dares to skulk about and cause trouble here?"

In the instant the Circulation Eight Extremes Formation was completed, someone inside the observatory detected the Qi mechanism, and a powerful voice, amplified by strong True Qi, echoed through the air.

At the same time, an overwhelmingly tyrannical Sword Intent soared into the sky.

The mere Sword Intent alone caused the Circulation Eight Extremes Formation to tremble incessantly. If they were to truly clash, the formation could be broken in an instant.

"True Pill Realm?!" exclaimed Feng Jiu.

Merely the aura was enough to make him shudder; what could it be if not the True Pill Realm?

"Yes, it is the True Pill Realm. Feng Tianming values this place more than I had anticipated."

As he spoke, Qing Yu bowed in the direction of a shadowy area: "I ask the senior to make a move and entangle this person."

"’Cutting Absolute Saber’ Qi Junqiu, it has indeed been a long time since you’ve been seen," came a reply.

A shadowy figure emerged from the darkness, shrouded in thick mist that concealed any trace of their presence.

"I can guarantee that your formation won’t be broken for fifteen minutes. You must fight quickly and decisively."

After speaking, the figure, engulfed in dense fog, soared into the sky, their powerful True Qi enveloping the heavens and firming up the teetering Circulation Eight Extremes Formation.

"Qi Junqiu, this old man will test whether your ’Cutting Absolute Saber’ is as overbearing as it was when you were a Royal Tributor!"

"Do we have that as well?" Feng Jiu was genuinely astonished this time; after all, in his memory, aside from the three Divine Origin Realm members of the Azure Dragon Association, most others were just fodder.

For someone of the True Pill Realm, they would have to wait for Qing Yu, the Dragon Chief, to make a breakthrough.

"People from the Shadow Pavilion," Qing Yu stated.

The reason they had spent two days in preparation was precisely to wait for the arrival of this expert from the Shadow Pavilion in the True Pill Realm.

For the Shadow King, Qing Yu’s strategy for taking over Northern Zhou was also of paramount importance. To ascend to the supreme throne of Daqian, the stronger the allies, the better.

Even for Qing Yu, the Shadow King placed greater emphasis on Qing Yu’s ability to control Northern Zhou than Qing Yu himself did.

The reason Qing Yu wanted to help Feng Jiu ascend to the throne of Northern Zhou, besides wanting to manage his own power base, was even more to use this as leverage to further advance his own Martial Arts cultivation.

And for the Shadow King, his grand undertaking had already begun. At this moment, he naturally wished for Northern Zhou to become a strong arm of support.

"Time is limited; let’s move quickly."

Dozens of figures dashed out from the shadows and charged towards the Qintian Observatory, where lanterns had begun to light up in succession.

"Seeking death!"

From a distance, Qi Junqiu was the first to spot Qing Yu and the others’ movements. His overbearing Sword Gang swept through the air, slashing towards the dark figures emerging from the shadows.

"Qi Junqiu, to be distracted while crossing hands with this old man!"

Palm force was silent yet equally overbearing. A True Pill Realm expert from the Shadow Pavilion dispersed Qi Junqiu’s Sword Gang with a palm, rapidly closed in on him, and aimed a finger at Qi Junqiu’s chest.

His strength was far superior to Qi Junqiu’s; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to claim that he could protect the extremely fragile Circulation Eight Extremes Formation for a quarter of an hour while also engaged in combat with Qi Junqiu.

Under this person’s attack, Qi Junqiu had no choice but to fend off the attacks with his saber. His overbearing sword technique was limited by the disparity in strength, forcing him into a defensive stance, completely suppressed by the Shadow Pavilion expert.

"Sky Mountain Escape."

Qing Yu’s figure stealthily approached the majestic Observation Tower. Swinging his saber, "A Night of Spring Rain in a Small Tower," two flashes of moonlight appeared, followed by the fall of two bisected corpses.

"Quick battle, quick decision."

Elsewhere, Feng Jiu swung both hands, her Heavenly Repair Tribulation Hand displaying its strange elegance as she effortlessly twisted off the heads of two guards as though plucking items from a pouch.

After the two cleared the way of any intervening adversaries, they rushed into the Observation Tower and swiftly moved towards the top.

According to the intelligence, the Director of Imperial Observatory, Su Shiyun, observed the stars every night on the Observation Platform at the top of the tower and recorded the relevant documents. The most important records were also kept at the top of the tower.

Qing Yu’s movement technique was far superior to Feng Jiu’s, leading him rapidly closer to the top floor.

But as he was about to reach the top floor, Qing Yu felt as though he had jumped into another space. The Celestial Stars revolved above his head, and beneath his feet lay the boundless starry sky, which made him feel as if he had left the mortal realm and entered the firmament, surrounded by the vast ocean of stars.

"An array fashioned after imitated celestial patterns?"

Qing Yu’s eyes swept around; his Heavenly Son’s Qi Observation Skill in motion, he instantly saw through the reality and illusion of the place.

Ordinary people might be confounded by this array, but Qing Yu, with his Heavenly Son’s Qi Observation Skill and his profound understanding of the stars, was far beyond others.

The secret technique he practiced, "Astrology Law," was indeed derived from the Yin Yang Family.

"I really don’t have time to play games with you!"

Were it another time, Qing Yu might not mind exchanging insights on star patterns with the person who set up the array, but now was a moment of life-and-death urgency, and he could not afford to waste any time.

With a glance, he discerned the movement of the stars and uncovered the truth of the array. With Circulating Eight Forces running through his hands, eight streams of Qi Force spun like a hurricane, twisting the surrounding space as if it was a black hole, distorting the starry sky.

Ultimately, the array was powered by Primordial Energy, merely giving the illusion of stepping into the Star Sea. In reality, if one could interfere with the Primordial Energy, this so-called boundless starry sky was nothing more than a facade.

"How is this possible?" someone exclaimed from behind the starscape.

Qing Yu waved his saber, "A Night of Spring Rain in a Small Tower," its light splitting into four, sweeping in all directions.

"Boom—"

The starry sky vanished, and eight severed bodies collapsed to the ground, several falling off the tower and splattering onto the ground below.

Qing Yu leaped into the air, his upward pushing palm breaking through the building as he snatched the panicked neck of a certain individual.

"Director of Imperial Observatory, Mr. Su Shiyun, you’ll have to inform me where the documents from these past few days are located," Qing Yu said with a thick smile, looking at the man he held in his hand.