Just when the Star King thought he could easily kill his opponent, the starlight suddenly withdrew, revealing a young man holding the unconscious Yao Yun, smiling at him.

"It's you!"

The Star King quickly realized what had happened with the explosion of the Divine Ship. "I want to know how you did it."

"Nothing special, just redirecting the Starlight," Tang Feng replied with a smile.

"Impossible! The starlight belongs solely to our Star Sect; outsiders couldn't possibly know how to harness it," the Star King refused to believe.

"It's fine if you don't believe me; you can experience it for yourself. Good luck," Tang Feng said and vanished into the Void.

"Trying to leave, do you think you can?"

With a thought, the space within a hundred miles was completely locked, yet Tang Feng appeared a thousand miles away.

"Star King, you're too slow. Oh, don't forget to look up."

As Tang Feng disappeared into the distance, the Star King sensed a powerful pressure. He looked up and was petrified, his soul almost leaving his body.

The surging starlight poured down violently, enveloping dozens of Star Sect disciples in an instant.

"No!"

The Star King emerged, covered in blood, bones exposed, severely injured, but the most painful was the loss of all his followers to the starlight's backlash, leaving nothing behind.

Ah!

He roared to the sky. With these disciples, he had become one of the Sect's strongest forces. This time, he had taken all the core disciples, elite disciples, and now all were gone.

His prized disciples all perished.

Only a few disciples remained in the Sect, and undoubtedly, upon returning, he would fall from the first to the tenth among the ten Great Elders.

He regretted it.

Tears fell.

"I've failed you as your master; it was meant to be a great opportunity for you. Don't worry; I will avenge you." The Star King blamed Yaochi Palace entirely, targeting their strongholds in every city.

The enraged Star King completely ignored the potential war between the two sects. To him, his disciples were more important than the Sect.

In terms of being a master, he was qualified.

But in regard to the Sect, he was unqualified.

Unfortunately, he didn't care about these things now, only about revenge.

Indeed, he inflicted significant losses on Yaochi Palace's strongholds.

These actions caught Yaochi Palace's attention, and their ten core disciples immediately reported the incident involving Elder Yao Yun upon returning to the sect, prompting the Palace Master to order a counterattack against the Star Sect.

Who fears whom?

Fight!

The women were not lacking in valor, especially since many disciples of Yaochi Palace were married into other sects, providing additional support.

With their help, they easily dismantled the Star Sect's strongholds.

Soon, the impending war between the two sects spread throughout the Void Origin Realm.

For other sects, this was definitely advantageous, hoping both sides would suffer losses, allowing them to divide the resources.

Fundamentally, they all shared this mindset.

The sect masters of both factions also understood this; small skirmishes were acceptable, but a full-blown war was not, as their strengths were comparable, and both sides would suffer significant losses in a major conflict.

With this mutual understanding, the two sects were supposed to settle down.

However, the Star King was already insane, destroying Yaochi Palace strongholds in every city he visited, endlessly.

As the Palace Master of Yaochi Palace, facing such a situation was unacceptable. Since the Star Sect wanted to fight, then fight they would.

Subsequently, four other elders were dispatched to ensure no presence of Star Sect disciples in the region dominated by Yaochi Palace.

A war thus broke out.

The Star Sect's master was naturally furious, not expecting the Star King he sent out to disobey orders, and faced with a relentlessly skeptical Yaochi Palace, had no choice but to retaliate.

Ultimately, people from both sects would no longer be found within their respective territories.

Moreover, the conflict was brought to the public eye.

The next step seemed to be a life-and-death struggle.

Meanwhile, Tang Feng landed in a mountain stream with Yao Yun.

After healing her wounds, Tang Feng sat aside.

Two hours later, Yao Yun awoke, instinctively thinking she had died, feeling saddened by many unfinished tasks, but seeing Tang Feng, she felt a bit relieved because having someone accompany her wasn't bad.

"Tang Feng, I've implicated you, accompanying me into the Netherworld." Yao Yun's tone had a sense of schadenfreude.

"Indeed, you've implicated me, so I need some compensation." With that, he pinched Yao Yun's chin.

"What do you want to do, let go."

"You wore me out like a dog, so I have to collect some interest. Originally, I could have done these things while you were unconscious, but it would be boring. Doing them in front of you is more interesting.

Saying this, he leaned down and planted a kiss on her beautiful face.

Then on her nose bridge, eyebrows, and finally stopping at her philtrum.

Yao Yun was completely dumbfounded. She had lived for hundreds of thousands of years but had never been so close to a man, not even in her dreams.

Unexpectedly, she was taken advantage of only after "death."

Her feelings were rather strange.

Tang Feng was frustrated. This woman should cooperate a bit; why was she just standing there stunned?

"Have you kissed enough?"

Finally, Yao Yun recovered, sensing the warmth from Tang Feng.

Having been entwined a moment ago, she nearly lost her soul, realizing she was still alive.

It seemed the man in front of her had acted.

For some reason, her impression of him improved somewhat. Rescuing her from the clutches of an Ancient God, something impossible, yet he did it, finally made her see that Tang Feng was far stronger than she had imagined.

Thus, touched, she didn't struggle, though she wouldn't let Tang Feng go any further; this first time would also be the last.

Yao Yun's expectations were well-intentioned, but Tang Feng was not that type of person.

By his logic, any woman he touched was destined to be his.

So, to Yao Yun's shock, he kissed her again.

Her angry glare displeased Tang Feng, so he did it again, each time more prolonged.

This made things more interesting.

The more stubborn Yao Yun was, the more forceful Tang Feng became.

In the end, she was the one who surrendered. Despite her constant inner resistance, when a certain point was breached, her mind was in complete chaos.

Moreover, her bodily reaction completely overpowered her mental resistance.

Tang Feng deliberately guided her, leading to Yao Yun's total defeat.

Her consistently strong demeanor crumbled, and she didn't dare to even look at Tang Feng afterward.

His gaze seemed as though he wanted to swallow her whole; it was terrifying.

Yet, at the same time, she felt a hint of happiness, never expecting she still had such allure.

Of course, she dared not reveal what she was thinking inside.

"Not enough,"

Tang Feng saw Yao Yun gradually falling under his control; he felt very accomplished. Considering how domineering this woman was before,

now she was at his mercy.

Even more impressive was having her cooperate willingly.

The final step still remained unbroken, as Tang Feng did not force her.

Yet he didn't hold back either.

In Yao Yun's view, standing before Tang Feng felt as if she was wearing nothing, making her incredibly shy.

"Should I call you little sister Yao Yun, or elder sister, or maybe auntie, or--- ouch!" Tang Feng was cut off by a sharp pain in his waist, not expecting this woman to know such a trick; the goddess's move was indeed self-taught.

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