Paragon Of Sin

Chapter 1779: A Game of Mystics (3)

It was a non-stop galactic-wide, attention-grabbing-series of events. Not a single detail of the Knightly Dao-Calamity wasnʼt a hot topic, shaking the majority of the-Ascended beings across the galaxy, further instigated-by the thorough coverage of the news, rapid and convenient.

The Observing Chronicle had long since released a-galactic announcement through their spiritual tablets-on day one, sending out an option to receive live-updates on the situation to those millions, billions, and-trillions of miles away. They were highly organized and-extremely predatory with their prices. It was as if they-tailored each price to the economy of each starfield,-ensuring that this one-time package could be bought in-overwhelming numbers.

They profited immensely beyond any doubt. Moreover,-the intensity of this upcoming game was drying the-throats of countless souls. The foreigner, recently-declared as 2nd ranked on the Outer-Creation Kings-Ranking, and rumored to have left behind a trail of-conquest, directly implying that the change of the-notoriously divisive and chaotic No-Name Galaxy had-finally settled, earning the name Resolute Dusk Galaxy.

The most speculative discussion was the cultivation-base of this foreigner. Despite rabid inquisitions and-discussions, the three news outlets remained silent on-any concrete news. Additionally, any news regarding-the Zenith Creation Tower was non-existent, with-many believing that the Angelic Peach Alchemic Saint-was sent to teach this foreigner a devastating lesson.

This further led to added fuel on the topic of potential-wagers. The Utmost Purity Galaxy was well known for-its various games of Mystics, and they used this-medium to settle disputes or even kill. It was one of the-very few ways to slaughter Alchemic Soul alchemists-who were protected by the societal rules established-and upheld by the Seven Utmost Towers. This and

Alchemic Clashes.

Regardless of whether the Angelic Peach Alchemic Saint-was here to kill or not, it was bound to be a heated-match against each other, and with the addition of five-other extraordinary participants, this was already-shaping to be one of the most ferocious games of the-millennia!

Six vessels flew toward the Original Dawn Palace as if-by tacit understanding. Su Yi and the Dazzling Jewel-Alchemic Saint were on separate vessels; furthermore,-they had talked under the umbrella of an extreme-concealment spell earlier, so those without piercing-Soul Perception, not just ordinary Soul Perception, were-incapable of noticing their prior meeting.

Each vessel was extraordinary. The bejeweled void-vessel of the Dazzling Jewel Alchemic Saint, Yue-Baoyue, was the most eye-catching among the six,-followed by a peach-shaped void vessel with six wings,-three on either side, that released a fragrant fruity-aroma that extended out tens of thousands of miles.

A dark violet-colored void vessel was next, a spherical-vessel with an outer shell of transparent glass. The-glass emanated fluctuations of excessive presence,-heavenly radiance pulsed from its upper hemisphere-while worldly radiance swirled from its lower hemisphere. It spun as it moved, rotating much like a-planet from its axis. This vessel was known as the-Tenebrous Purple Globe and was forged by a renowned-World Architect. It was a high-grade Mystic-World Void-Vessel! More importantly, it carried the Seers of the-Nightʼs notoriously infamous Grand Seer, Rippledark!

Grand Seer Rippledark was an extremely tall, ghostly-pale-skinned, and skinny middle-aged man with eyeballs that had black irises, pupils, and scleras, those-three defining characteristics of eyes were divided by-perfect circles of dark golden, seemingly creating a-fixed series of ripples, like a rock tossed into a lake and-frozen in time. It was both eerie and mesmerizing,-granting him a profoundly esoteric aura, almost as if-those eyes had seen the fringes of death and the door-leading to disturbing heavenly secrets.

He was dressed in purple and gold robes and a long,-near-floor-touching coat, strangely fitting the attire of-a Medicinal Sage rather than a Grand Seer. The coat-was imbued with ever-changing spiritual images of-rolling and churning clouds. On first impressions, he-felt like a living enigma. Fortunately, his facial features-werenʼt ugly, but they werenʼt too outstanding either,-just slightly above average for a human.

The other vessels stood out as well, but not nearly as-much. Su Yi rode a tiny-sized vessel shaped like a-sword, emitting a rather ancient, forbidding aura that-made it seem impossible to approach without permission. His white robes and hair fluttered without-wind as if he was unfettered by the rules of the world,-blessed naturally by the heavens. To the untrained eye,-this was a sign of a natural flow of mana, but those-with keeper perceptions could notice the Mystic Daoʼs-unfathomable aura swirling around him.

As he stood on the vessel, his gaze unaffected by the-numerous piercing gazes observing from all over, he-cut a figure genuinely resembling a fallen immortal-that carried nothing but his will and his sword.

Countless observers felt astonished, especially as-theories of his origins remained a hot topic for-discussion. The last three days had revealed many of-his past exploits that had formerly gone unnoticed.

When he entered the Soul of Mysticism Phase, the-Second Stage of the Mystic Ascendant Realm, he had-cut down seven Rune Kings in succession as his debut,-causing him to be hunted by various forces unconnected to the Seven Utmost Tower, mostly connected to a few starfields.

As a Highlord, he had resolved a spatial calamity that-threatened to swallow a few realms, both World and-Secret, saving countless lives while fighting off a siege-of Rune Kings and World Emperors hellbent on slaying-him.

As a World Emperor, he had pulled out a legendary,-illustrious sword that was plunged into the heart of a-mystic mountain by an ancient Sage who pursued the-sword wholeheartedly, said to have ignited his soul to-become the fire meant to forge this sword. All other-attempts caused all those who tried to be shredded by-the Sword Heart Intent and sword aura emanating from-it. Shockingly, after acquiring the sword, he used it to-slay the leading figure, an Original Magistrate, of one-of those forces whose mission was to kill him in a-glorious battle that stretched across half a stellar-region.

His combat power was exceedingly disgusting to conventional thinkers. While as a World Emperor, he-entered the ruin of a Secret Realm and after discovering-an unimaginable treasure, fought against and survived-a clash against a Mystic Overlord! A truly unimaginable-feat! To survive against a Mystic Overlord as a World-Emperor, literally three whole stages of cultivation-differences, especially as one had grasped the pinnacles-of the Nine Ways of Mysticism was fantastically unimaginable! Moreover, this wasnʼt an ordinary,-above average, or typically ʼstrongʼ Mystic Overlord, but-one of the strongest known within the Galactic Zone,-and solidly a top-ranker on numerous lists defining-their talent, incredible strength, and potential to-become Sages!

Yet again, his feats kept rising in terms of quality,-littered here and there as more delved into his achievements. A few battles with groups of powerful-experts, always above his cultivation base, or allied-with characters of extraordinary reputation and status,-such as top rankers of certain youth-filled lists of-talents, often acquiring good fortune and rising in his-cultivation.

Finally, his latest feat, as an Original Magistrate,-fighting across the stars, he killed a Sage with-respectable strength! The fight, when reviewed by-outsiders, sold by various news outlets and money-exploiting cultivators, that had recorded everything on the side, was awe-inspiring and forceful,-demonstrating a type of Sword Intent that was unprecedentedly high-level.

The most shocking of all was his rapid cultivation base-increase, taking nearly a few hundred years to achieve-such astounding cultivation. While this might seem-long for mortals, this was an exceedingly short frame-of time for Ascended beings who lived for tens of-thousands of years, almost nothing.

Next was a green-colored void vessel shaped like a-serpentʼs head, a king cobra to be exact, with its mouth-open, tongue swaying, its fangs glistening with rich-heavenly radiance, and its green scales exuding a-distinct worldly radiance and a rich aroma of Utmost-Purity Mist infused with life energy. It felt like it was a-contradiction as it released puffs of energy that could-nourish lifeforms, potentially allowing a mere mortal-to live for hundreds of years with a single breath.

These puffs of life energy circulated fantastically, not-escaping from the edges of the vesselʼs atmospheric-array, funneled into the serpentʼs scales as if drawn by-a life-absorbing attractive force.

Guo Heng was a rather handsome middle-aged man with a strong, lively physical appearance, fit and hardy,-wearing a tight-fitting set of green alchemical robes-with esoteric markings and lines of white. If looked-upon one would find that the white was like thin rivers-of life energy, exuding an overly exuberant aura.

While his eyes, as green as fresh grass, shone with a-light of unnatural toxicity. His irises contained an-ever-present bellowing spiritual image of rolling-poisonous clouds while his eyes had a long, vertical line-through each of them that resembled a fangʼs scar,-glimmering with a greenish glow. The most eye-catching feature of his wasnʼt his eyes or outfit,-but his neck that was adorned with a string of shrunken serpent fangs, coming from six gargantuan-Genesis Beasts of extraordinary origin and a single-Star-Devourer, numbering a total of seven.

This necklace was an extraordinary treasure that was-ranked on numerous listings by the Blessed Sentinel-known as the Star-Poisoning Heptafang Necklace, a-peak Mystic-World treasure, nearly as valuable as the-Hallowed Aqua Royal Sapphire! It was said to have-poisoned an Enlightened Sage to death!

The most unassuming of the bunch was the tiny-sized-void vessel shaped like a ʼVʼ, a typical shape for some-popular models, capable of easily blending in with the-vast majority of void fairing vessels traveling across the-stars. There was almost nothing unique or extraordinary about it, but considering it arrived by-Star Bridge, not a single person underestimated it!

The Shadow Veilʼs Sage was on board!

She wasnʼt hiding either. It was a woman, excessively-beautiful, with long, voluminous platinum blonde hair-with extraordinary volume and a wavy flow, a fair-complexion, round eyebrows that were finely done,-long eyelashes that fluttered without every motion of-her eyes, and an enchantingly voluptuous and perky-figure. She was a seductress without any effort, her-black hanfu wasnʼt too tight or too loose, accentuating-her natural curves without overly emphasizing on it,-forcing one to take multiple glances to appreciate it all.

She did not look remotely like a cultivator from Shadow-Veil, such a notoriously villainous organization!

However, there was something quite deadly about her-gaze, hidden in the very depths of her soul, hiding from-the casual observer distracted by her temptress figure-and gorgeous facial features.

It was unknown just how many men or even women suffered at her hands, sent off to the cycle of samsara-with unwilling expressions in her lifetime.

The six participants were finally here!

Luo Ning flew into the Dark Void with Pakhet behind-her, waiting for them to arrive. They all approached the-entrance and lined up, forming an unimaginable sight-of Exalted Worldly Alchemic Saints and Sages,

especially the Alchemic Knights and Dao Protectors that-stayed relatively hidden not too far away.

”Greetings guests, his Majesty is awaiting you.” Luo-Ning politely gestured as the doors to the Original-Dawn Palace slowly opened, releasing a misty flood of-grade three Utmost Purity Mist. Not a single figure on-these ships hadnʼt had a noticeable change in expression, their gazes flickering incessantly.

WHOOSH!

Just as the door opened, exposing an alluring scene that-was the precursor of a vicious clash, a large-sized-vessel arrived not too far away via Star Bridge. It was-shaped like a black spider, almost living as its sharp,-long eight legs impressed upon the spatial dimensions-to anchor itself.

Instantly, the various participants had drastic changes-to their facial expressions. Most of it was shock and-uncertainty.

They recognized this vessel! It was the envoy vessel of-the Arachnids! Rarely was it seen in public, but if it-was, then the Arachnids were often expressing a stance-or out for blood! It was almost always carrying a Sage!

Why were they here?!

Su Yi frowned slightly.

What shocked individuals further was the attitude they-received.

”Youʼre late.” Luo Ningʼs voice coldly erupted, the-dissatisfaction in her tone was clear for all to hear.

They all felt their hearts tremble! The Arachnids were-not an organization anyone sought to offend. They had-extraordinary methods to gather intel that Heavenly-Seers and Oracles wouldnʼt dare to, highly trusted and-extraordinarily invasive.

Once an organization had dared to openly insult the-Arachnids, calling them pesky insects that should be-eradicated, and every last dirty deed of theirs, even-things that only a single person should know, was-publicly exposed.

The organization was wiped out within two hours.

There was no mercy as friends became enemies and-typical enemies became life-and-death vicious enemies-that couldnʼt rest until certain parties were dead!

Did this foreigner want their dirty laundry exposed?

However, what happened next sent them into a spiral-of contemplation and unfathomable shock!

”Apologies. We were late ensuring a worthy gift,” the-one who spoke out used a mixture of Soul Transmission-and Spiritual Transmission, the former was freely-exposed, especially as the heavens seemingly moved-along with the pulsing of their voice, each syllable-carrying a weighty feeling that impressed itself on-oneʼs soul.

A Supreme Sage!

Even more shocking, a gift?! A publicly issued gift given-by a Supreme Sage! Of course, the person who spoke-was trillions of miles away, yet their intent was clear!

WHOOSH!

Another Star Bridge arrived with piercing momentum,-yet this one was exceedingly large and resplendent,-shining across skies throughout the planets of the-stellar region. A void vessel that felt more like a dim-star, releasing faint incandescent solar radiance,-perfectly spherical, with multicolored themes fitting-the Star Bridgeʼs Stellar Transit Light.

THE INCANDESCENT STAR PALACE!

Luo Ningʼs cold voice and dissatisfied tone shifted as-she became excited and welcoming, before they could-even announce themselves or their intentions, she said:-”His Majesty has been waiting for you!”

Those words carried unfathomably implied meanings,-and those observing from afar were thoughtful! It was-already speculated that the foreigner had connections-to the Incandescent Star Palace and this more or less-confirmed it!

Luo Ning was about to gesture at the Incandescent Star-Palace party when her expression visibly shifted, her-gaze looking to the distance. The others also looked in-that direction.

”I wonder, has World-Saint Neo-Dawn already decided-on his Mystical Judges?” A voice came from afar as a-lone figure arrived, his natural aura was exceedingly-oppressive, causing even Pakhet to slightly frown. The-figure was a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and short grey hair that seemed to be exuding-vibrancy with every strand, while his physique was not-imposing or overly muscular, every idle breath felt as if-they could alter celestial arrangements. He had a strong-spirit, physique, and mystic aura!

Not a single person wasnʼt shocked, and Su Yiʼs eyes-narrowed with a deadly, dangerous gleam within them.

It seemed his enemies were rather persistent, unwilling-to take a chance at giving him a fair shot. However,-when has he ever done anything he wasnʼt confident-in? No matter the disadvantage, he would win.

”I apologize if Iʼm being too forward, but Iʼd like to-volunteer myself,” the grey-haired man said with a-smile, his aura rippled with a distinct quality of the-Laws and a Sage. He was certainly not your average-Sage, yet if one looked closely, his cultivation base was-fluctuating with a barely consolidated aura, seemingly-having just ascended a stage and exited seclusion.

Luo Ning looked at the young man, inspecting him up-and down with an indifferent gaze. ”Three moves,”

were all she said as Pakhet stepped forward, her mystic-aura erupting as she did with a frightening intensity!

The young manʼs expression changed slightly as he felt-an overbearing pressure weigh on him! Killing intent!