Master of Nine Stars

‘So this is the legendary rare Soul Skill: Frost Shattering Eight Directions!?’

The enemies at Gao Lingwei’s feet were reeling, and the Ferocious Warty Pig seemed to have gotten a taste for it.

Behind his mask, Rong Taotao licked his lips, his eyes terrifyingly grim. He strode forward, stabbing repeatedly with the Heaven-piercing Halberd in his hand as jade-green Lotus Petals flew about wildly.

Hordes of slow-moving Snow Corpses and Snow Ghosts, writhing in unbearable pain, had their skulls wantonly pierced by the Lotus Petals, and the Snow Halberd’s Ironspear Point plucked the Soul Pearls right out of their craniums!

The scene… it was insane! Rong Taotao was on an absolute rampage!

“Taotao! Taotao!” Rong Ling’s figure descended from the sky, her form taking shape from flakes of frost and snow as she cried out.

“Follow me and remember our signal. When I say ‘one,’ you fly up. Don’t get hit by the Frost Ring.” Rong Taotao fiercely hurled his Heaven-piercing Halberd, then drew a Great Xia Dragon Sparrow with his right hand!

He was done fighting on the defensive. He was going to carve a bloody path forward!

In that moment, he even shared the same thought as Xia Fangran: ‘Who can stop me!?’

Rong Ling nodded obediently. “Mhm, okay~”

“Taotao.” Atop the Snow Ghost Hand, Gao Lingwei unleashed another horizontal slash of her Wind and Snow Blade, slicing the swarming Snow Corpses in half at the waist. “They’re screaming.”

“What?” Rong Taotao replied.

“Bai Muqing,” Gao Lingwei said.

Rong Taotao, who had been about to charge forward, couldn’t help but turn and look back.

At some point, their squad had put some distance between themselves and the Tree Castle. And the castle, glowing with a shimmering green light…

Behind his Ferocious Warty Pig mask, Rong Taotao’s pupils constricted!

The Tree Castle was now covered in thorns, which had impaled one Snow Corpse after another, and even some Snow Ghosts that hadn’t reacted in time.

The thorns were long and incredibly flexible, swinging wildly in the air with the impaled Snow Corpses and Snow Ghosts. Some of the creatures hadn’t been pierced through the head and were frantically tearing and chewing at the thorns.

That was one thing, but to his horror, a significant number of Snow Corpses and Snow Ghosts had already swarmed onto the Tree Castle itself!

With such a dense downpour from the Corpse Tide, some were bound to get past the thorns. In fact, far too many slipped through the net; the sheer size of the Corpse Tide made it inevitable.

In Rong Taotao’s eyes, the scene was utterly brutal.

The Snow Corpses and Snow Ghosts that had gotten through were crawling all over the Tree Castle, their gaping maws frantically tearing at the branches and trunks.

They also had their unique Soul Skill: Snow Sharp Nails. With these long, sharp claws, they clung to the branches and vines, frantically ripping and shredding, as if trying to tear the entire Tree Castle apart…

The Bailing Tree Maidens were wailing in agony. Those branches and trunks were their arms and legs, their very bodies, and the Corpse Tide was tearing them apart inch by inch, causing them excruciating pain!

The Bailing Tree Maidens were fighting back desperately. Every one of the Snow Corpses and Ghosts that harmed them paid a terrible price—often with its life—but the problem was… the downpour from the Corpse Tide seemed endless.

Before long, the Tree Castle’s thorns would vanish from sight. It would be completely submerged by the Corpse Tide, buried under layer after layer of hungry, savage, snow-white zombies…

Human Soul Martial Artists were truly insignificant. No matter how high their level, they couldn’t stop the Corpse Tide from overwhelming the Tree Castle.

The Bailing Tree Maidens were just as insignificant. Their levels were high as well, but in the face of a disaster of this magnitude, they couldn’t stop the Corpse Tide army from tearing their bodies to shreds…

“Fall back!” Rong Taotao shouted, shocked and furious. He tossed Rong Ling toward Gao Lingwei as he leaped up, his right hand grabbing for the Snow Ghost Hand’s arm.

Rong Taotao raised his left hand, and the Snow Ghost Hand shot toward the Tree Castle, carrying them all.

Just then, a panicked shout from Fu Tiance came through their invisible headphones: “Xu Dog! Pig!”

“Here!”

“Copy!”

Fu Tiance yelled, “Get inside the Tree Castle! Quick, inside!”

Rong Taotao was stunned.

He’d never heard Fu Tiance sound so frantic. Even when facing a Corpse Tide army of this magnitude, Fu Tiance had been completely composed. ‘What’s happening?’

‘What in the world is—’

A tiny stream of frost and snow floated above Gao Lingwei’s head, coalescing into the form of a Snowball Cat.

“Meeeoow!” The Snowball Cat’s pure white fur stood on end. It arched its back and let out a sharp cry.

In the next moment, Gao Lingwei’s eyes flew wide!

So, what exactly had the Soul Skill: Pupil Sharing shown her?

She screamed urgently, “Bai Muqing, open the gate!!!”

As she spoke, Gao Lingwei, who was perched atop the Snow Ghost Hand, leaned down, grabbed Rong Taotao by his grip on its wrist, and flung him fiercely toward the Tree Castle!

Rong Taotao: ???

Clutching Rong Ling, Gao Lingwei pushed off forcefully and leaped. Her body shot like a javelin toward the Tree Castle!

Directly ahead, the Tree Castle’s countless flexible thorns lashed out, knocking away hordes of Snow Corpses and Ghosts, as a section of the wall rippled open to form a small gate.

With a dull THUD, Rong Taotao crashed into the Tree Castle.

At almost the exact same moment, massive, snow-white meteors came crashing down from the night sky!

The Snow Monk!?

The perfect choice for storming fortifications!

The northern Snow Realm’s ultimate weapon of mass destruction!

And its appearance meant…

‘Was the Corpse Tide army led by Snow General Candle really just the vanguard?’

‘Was there a true Soul Beast Army following behind them!?’

GULP. Rong Taotao’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

At that moment, he finally realized… he was in the middle of a battle that would go down in the annals of history!

This war, which should have been fought at Wan’an Pass, had instead broken out here in the wilderness, thirty kilometers away, all because the Twelfth Squad was escorting the slow-moving Bailing Tree Maiden clan!

They had been bogged down by Snow General Candle’s Corpse Tide army, forced to make a stand right where they were. But instead of the dawn of victory, they were now facing the arrival of the true Soul Beast Army!

In this battle,

it was likely that no one would survive!

In this battle,

all that remained was a fight to the death…