This Stellar Blazeburst formation is infamous among the five great dynasties. The annihilation of the Flying Tiger Legion, Monroe Legion, Flowing-Light Legion, and Lanford Legion are all closely tied to it. For the past century, the Dragon-Chen Legion has fought everywhere and made countless enemies, yet no one has ever dared to attack the Pearl-Mountain Star-Region directly. This is why the five dynasties' million-strong armies can only intercept the Dragon-Chen Legion in the Star-Domain Sanctuary, never daring to join forces and assault the Bamboo-Mountain Star-Region head-on.
All because of this terrifying Stellar Blazeburst technique!
After a hundred years of cultivation and insight, Chu Linfeng has become even more skilled at using Stellar Blazeburst. With his wealth and accumulated power, he no longer bothers with ordinary trash meteors.
So, the three thousand Stellar Blazeburst defensive arrays set up here—every single star in them is enough to make even peak late Saint Lords green with envy.
Three thousand of these stars gathered together—if they were detonated, the consequences would be so terrifying that not even a million troops could withstand it; even another million wouldn’t be enough to survive the blast. Such overwhelming power makes even Holy Emperor–realm experts hesitate. They grow resentful, cursing the heavens for being unfair—how could a mere mid-stage Saint Lord ant possess such a technique?
"With a formation like this, we can be certain that the force we've trapped must be the Dragon-Chen Legion's main army. Our real problem is how to break through the Stellar Blazeburst defensive array without suffering any losses. Who would’ve thought that damned Chu Linfeng could actually bring such a formation out here!"
After Malcolm Mo said this, the other two Holy Emperor–realm experts just rolled their eyes—obvious nonsense! Did you really need to say it? Everyone knows that already!
"But to break through without taking any damage—it's just too difficult. We'll have to pay some price if we want to do it..."
"And is the price we pay really worth it compared to wiping out an eighty-thousand-strong Dragon-Chen Legion?"
The three Holy Emperors fell into deep thought.
Their current predicament isn’t just awkward—it’s downright humiliating!
A million-strong alliance led by three Holy Emperors is actually being blocked by a seventy-thousand-strong legion. Not only can they not destroy the Dragon-Chen Legion, but their advance in the dynastic war is being seriously delayed.
Right now, the Frostbane Dynasty camp, Phantom-Star Dynasty camp, and Rivengrace Dynasty camp are already fully engaged in battle—fighting fiercely, locked in chaos.
Frostbane Dynasty holds a decisive advantage, while Rivengrace’s camp is constantly being suppressed. One key reason is that a million troops are being stalled here by seventy thousand, unable to join the main battle.
"We have to come up with a solution, and fast!"
"A solution? Easier said than done..."
"Maybe we can try something else? From what I’ve heard, there’s about to be a once-in-ten-thousand-years grand auction hosted by Star-Treasure Pavilion in the Yellow-Blade Star-Region.
At that auction, a world-shaking treasure called the Starry Void Sigil will appear. If we get our hands on it, we could easily break through this Stellar Blazeburst defensive array."
One Holy Emperor suggested this, but Malcolm Mo immediately shook his head. "That’s probably impossible. A treasure like that will cost a fortune—where would we get so many Starstones? The dynasty won’t bankroll us for something like this.
With the war raging and resources running low, we need huge amounts of Starstones just for our soldiers to recover and our starships to keep running."
"No, no, no, I’m not saying we should buy it. Maybe we have another way? With the three of us working together, we can get the news first in Yellow-Blade Star-Region. If we find out who finally buys that treasure, then maybe we should just go all the way..."
"So, murder and steal the treasure?"
"Exactly! That’s the plan!"
The three Holy Emperors exchanged glances—this wasn’t a bad idea at all.
Meanwhile, Chu Linfeng had already arrived in the Yellow-Blade Star-Region, accompanied by his beautiful wives, traveling on starships. This time, his goal was precisely the Starry Void Sigil.
Unlike those three, Chu Linfeng was fully prepared with resources—and it’s worth mentioning, all his Starstones came from Pearlstream Dynasty’s star-region mines.
Five hundred thousand high-grade Starstones was just the initial haul. Lance Li, Ye Chenbei, and Nathan Star looted far more than that.
In fact, Nathan Star alone killed over forty thousand enemy troops in just three months, plundering more than three million Starstones—calculated as high-grade Starstones after conversion.
After that, Violet Thunder moved quickly, hauling in Starstones from Lance Li and Nathan Star in a steady stream. The numbers were staggering—these were Starstones mined from star-region veins occupied by the five great dynasties, collected over a thousand years!
This total was tens of thousands of times greater than the output of the Pearl-Mountain Star-Region over the past century.
While the Pearlstream Legion was suffering unbearable pain on one front, dynasties like Duskmire, Skymist, Silence, and Jadeite weren’t faring much better—their star-regions and star-mines were being ravaged just the same. Especially in the star-region Nathan Star’s vanguard swept through, not even a blade of grass survived!
This kid’s methods were every bit as ruthless as Evan Chu’s—if it could be burned, he burned it; if it could be killed, he killed it; if it could be blasted, he blasted it. Nothing escaped his wrath.
Wherever Nathan Star’s vanguard passed, not a single blade of grass survived. With Old Goldwing and Shadow rampaging at his side, the devastation was simply beyond imagination…
"This Star-Treasure Pavilion auction is going to be absolutely extraordinary!"
Evan Chu walked through the bustling heart of Yellow-Blade’s central city, letting out a quiet sigh.
"Did you notice anything?" Serena Hua asked curiously.
"Do I even need to? Just look at the people walking down this street—none of them are ordinary. They’ve all disguised themselves, but I can still recognize a few," Evan Chu replied, sounding both casual and perceptive.
Besides, the weakest among these people are all peak late Saint Lords. Toss a brick into the sky here and you’d hit at least four or five Saint Venerables—and I can even sense several powerful Holy Emperor auras mixed in the crowd."
Evan Chu’s wives and companions, all disguised as his attendants, couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath—they were stunned by the sheer concentration of power here.
Thankfully, they’d all put on makeup and blended into Evan Chu’s retinue. Otherwise, a group of beauties like this would surely have attracted all kinds of trouble.
In this star-region, it’s complete freedom—nobody cares whose turf you’re on. Besides those here for the auction, there are plenty of fugitives wanted by the great dynasties, outlaws and desperados—every last one of them is a walking disaster.
"There are still ten days before the auction starts. Let’s find a place to settle down first, and deal with everything else later," Evan Chu suggested.
Evan Chu glanced up at the city’s tallest pavilion, emblazoned with the Star-Treasure Pavilion insignia, and couldn’t help but marvel. This organization operates outside the Three Thousand Dynasties, yet is closely tied to the Five Sacred Lands—able to run such a vast business empire across the Star-River Dominion and host events that draw Holy Emperors and peak experts from all directions. Just what kind of existence is Star-Treasure Pavilion, really?