This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 213 The Things Left Behind by That Man

As the dragon-headed cane fell like Mount Tai crushing an egg, the shattered ground seemed to be blessed by a mysterious force, and in an instant, it stabilized.

An elderly woman with a full head of silver hair descended from the sky like a celestial being, landing steadily on her cane, and then let out a cold snort.

"Old Canned Food is going to destroy our home, everyone. There's no need to hold back any longer. Let's join forces to suppress this unrest."

As she finished speaking, the third eye of the Horse King, like a sleeping lion finally awakening, appeared behind them.

In an instant, thousands of eyes appeared in the sky like countless stars, with so many eerie pupils that anyone with trypophobia would probably be scared out of their wits.

"Let me, Old Ma, be the first to see what kind of power this is."

Lord Ma's eyes snapped open instantly, like the dawn breaking. At the same time, all the eyes in the sky opened, each one like a bottomless vortex, ready to devour the power emanating from the village chief's house into another dimension.

"Then I'll lend a hand too! Rain of Pear Blossoms, unleash it!"

The embroidery needle in the embroiderer's hand was flung out like an arrow. As she flung it, the embroidery needles that had been circling around them for defense flew straight into the village chief's house like locusts. The vortex force and the rain of pear blossom needles intertwined, like a surging torrent, and all of them disappeared into the house.

"What's going on? It's as if an overwhelming force is awakening, and our power is receding like the tide?"

Lord Ma was first stunned, then his face filled with astonishment. His thousands of eyes, instead of being drawn away by that force, were instead attracted by a force, drawn towards it like magnets, as if an invisible rope was tightly binding them.

"I told you long ago, the village chief is definitely up to something earth-shattering. Even my Nightmare Beast felt fear. Huan Wushuang, just who is that power?"

The old blind man roared at the top of his lungs. Huan Wushuang, having finally completed his grand formation, glanced back with worry and said with deep remorse,

"My old friends, this time it's truly a case of collateral damage caused by a fire at the city gate. One of the forces inside is a forbidden power from the Three Realms Mountain, and the other is equally formidable. The village chief is doing his best to bring that power into the world, which is why it has caused such a commotion. But don't worry, everyone, trust the village chief, he will definitely succeed soon."

"Damn it, my house is gone, what's the point of apologizing? Hurry up and figure out a solution. If the village chief can't solve it, we old guys will be killed by you."

"I haven't lifted a finger in decades, Lao Huan, this move of yours really caught me off guard."

. . .

Faced with the frail, slender arms and legs of so many elderly people, Huan Wushuang felt a mix of emotions, unable to express her suffering.

As expected of the forbidden power, the Golden Eyes' commotion was understandable. However, he was truly puzzled by what mysterious thing was hidden within that young man that allowed him to rival the Golden Eyes.

Having not stepped out of my room for decades, have the people outside become so perverted?

"Stop arguing. If you don't want to die, stop hiding your true colors. The golden light has already spread like a plague. Under the pressure of this power, hiding your strength is tantamount to courting death."

Ruoxue was furious. She had brought Xiaoxingchen here to pay a visit, but who knew he would cause such a commotion before even showing his face? Now, he was even in danger of losing his life. She was utterly speechless at the group of old men and women before her.

"Chen Xiaoni, you've really gotten us into trouble this time. Make a move and buy the village chief some time, otherwise we might really be forced to move."

As the old woman with the dragon-headed cane struck the hammer, the cane seemed to come alive, instantly transforming into a ferocious dragon that roared and brandished its claws. Multiple forces collided with golden light, interspersed with the power of stars, illuminating the formation with vibrant colors, like a dreamlike realm.

The flowing power continuously reflected strange images, a scene that left everyone speechless with astonishment.

"This is?"

Huan Wushuang was also struck dumb, and froze on the spot.

These scenes contain Xiao Xingchen's memories as well as the village chief's memories. Although they are only blurry fragments, how could they not see that the world in these memories is completely different from the world they live in?

The towering skyscrapers, the airplanes soaring through the sky like birds, and the panoramic view of Earth in the starry sky all came from fragments of Xiaoxingchen's memories.

And then there were the misty, celestial mountains, upon which stood many beings with golden eyes, seemingly engaged in a fierce contest. Each beam of golden light was like a world-destroying sword, easily annihilating an entire world. These wondrous scenes left everyone present speechless with astonishment.

"This is a fierce collision between the village chief's power and the boy's power, like Mars colliding with Earth, triggering a massive explosion of deep-seated soul memories. And these reflected images are like a mirror, clearly reflecting the deepest secrets in their hearts. We seem to have discovered something earth-shattering."

Lord Ma was also stunned. Everyone had some unspeakable secrets hidden in their hearts. Some of these secrets were unhealable wounds, while others were true secrets. However, at this moment, the confrontation of forces in the room was like a magical key, opening the door to the deepest secrets in their hearts. What was even more terrifying was that, whether it was the village chief or Xiao Xingchen, these memories seemed to indicate that they had once stepped into another world, or rather, that they were uninvited guests in this world. How could this not make them feel terrified?

"Don't be stunned. Quickly stabilize this violent energy and wait for them to wake up before making a decision."

The formation was in complete chaos, but inside the house, the village chief and Xiao Xingchen were strangely floating together, one above and one below, as if under a spell. The village chief's jar was shattered, like a broken porcelain doll, revealing his incomplete torso.

This sudden scene struck Xiao Xingchen like a thunderbolt upon his return to consciousness. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the old man meeting his gaze. The old man resembled a limbless skeleton, consisting only of a torso and head, lacking arms and legs. In the old man's eyes, a dazzling golden light shone, seemingly piercing through Xiao Xingchen's soul.

Within his mouth, there seemed to be an endless deep space, and in that space, his pupils transformed into a dazzling star, constantly spinning. Each rotation of the star was like a cosmic catastrophe, causing nearby stars to fall one after another.

This was a desolate expanse of stars, like a colossal beast that had slumbered for millennia. But with the sudden appearance of golden light, it seemed to smell the long-lost scent of food, and began to plunder like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. The forbidden technique of the Golden Eyes, reflected in the stars, resembled a delicious feast, captivating the stars and causing them to swirl wildly.

This also established a subtle, spiderweb-like connection between the village chief and the stars.

Without external interference, he wouldn't even be able to stop the release of his golden eyes.

Xiao Xingchen was also extremely shocked. The moment he looked into the stars in his eyes, his memories surged like a tidal wave, instantly pulling him back to the night when the man changed his name.

When he first met that man, he seemed to glimpse the brilliance in the man's eyes, though he initially thought it was just his imagination. However, as he traveled to this world, the traces left by that man on him gradually surfaced like a volcanic eruption.

His pupils are like stars, and his name is also Star; this is no coincidence.

The mysterious man who stayed at his house back then was as elusive as the deep night sky.

However, it now seems that the man was not there to harm him. The stars in his pupils, like greedy gluttons, devoured all the corrosive golden light emanating from his body, and began to emit a unique energy, flowing from his eyes like a babbling brook, slowly spreading to all parts of his body.

His once-annihilated body began to regenerate like a phoenix rising from the ashes. He clearly felt the many hidden dangers in his body gradually dissipating like melting snow, especially in his spiritual platform. The previously chaotic spiritual platform space was now firmly imprisoned in one place with the powerful intervention of the stellar energy. A bud sprouted from the trunk of a Fusang divine tree, and on the branches deep within the trunk, each bud was like a force within his spiritual platform, carefully nurtured.

It possessed the world-destroying power of a great demon, the indestructible power of the Heavenly Blade, the incomparably sharp power of the War Sword, the mysterious and unpredictable power of the Sacrifice, the ever-changing power of the Origin Runes, the dazzling power of the Golden Light of the Jade Capital, and he even saw an indescribable power imprisoned within it.

The power of the stars, as thick as a tree trunk, tightly bound these forces together, then grew rapidly like bamboo shoots after rain, poised to break through the spiritual platform and enter the heart with overwhelming force. Once Fusang entered the heart, it would mean he had truly stepped into the second level of the Nine Heavens.

How could he possibly miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Moreover, he knew that the reason he was able to be reshaped and even reach the second level was entirely because the golden light in the eyes of the old man with the stick nourished the rotation of the stars like nutrients, which created all of this.

Regardless of who the other party is, he will not hesitate for a moment at this moment.

Opportunities to reach the second level are extremely rare, and he would rather compensate the old man double afterward. Thinking of this, the stars in his pupils spun rapidly like a windmill, while the village chief floating in the air was unusually furious.