Star Martial Era: The Way of Star Light Cultivation-Chapter 492 - 211 Troops Dispatched to Cangming

"Peng... Chief Peng, what... brought you out in such a stir?"

Seeing the white-haired Chief Peng before him, Zhang Zhen’s heart leapt to his throat, and he rapidly thought of many possibilities.

Bait!

He had confirmed that Xu Jin, who had left the house today, was indeed just bait!

The so-called visit at the Ying Mansion was nothing but a play.

But something was amiss.

If it was just to lure and assassinate, deploying some Academicians or even the Left and Right Libationers would have been sufficient.

But the National Taoist Institute of Dachen Country had even deployed this ancient relic of an official, so what exactly were they fishing for?

Chief Peng, Peng Tieshan, was formidable and well-known twenty years ago!

He had served three State Preceptors of the National Taoist Institute of Dachen Country.

He had carried back the body of the previous State Preceptor, State Preceptor Pei, from the National Taoist Institute.

Thirty years ago, this man was already a Seventh-tier expert.

Since carrying back the body of State Preceptor Pei twenty years ago, this elderly chief had rarely appeared in public.

But today...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Zhang Zhen felt a chill shooting from his feet to his forehead, shuddering with fright!

Glancing at the corpses in the distance, Zhang Zhen’s heart filled with even more fear.

"What else could it be? You should know best," Chief Peng said, looking at Zhang Zhen.

With those words, Zhang Zhen grew even more terrified, "Chief Peng, after so many years, you are still as impressive as ever."

"I’m old now! But you, lad, you’ve grown up quite fast! Twenty years ago, when your Cangming Star Hall first moved into Great Chen Wan County, I remember you had just begun Star Casting, right?" sighed Chief Peng.

"Yes, but you, Chief Peng, haven’t changed a bit!" After speaking, Zhang Zhen, fearful and anxious, quickly said, "Chief Peng, I was just passing by, there’s urgent business in the hall, I must take my leave."

Zhang Zhen tried to leave, but Chief Peng stretched out his hand to stop him, "Boy, it’s rare to meet an old acquaintance, won’t you let this old man reminisce about the past?"

"This... you’re a senior, I wouldn’t dare to claim to be your acquaintance!" Zhang Zhen panicked, but Chief Peng had spoken, so he couldn’t just forcefully leave.

Chief Peng appeared to be reminiscing, "Do you remember when your Cangming Star Hall first moved to Wanyi, and you attended a banquet in the Imperial Palace, the slap you received?"

With those words, Zhang Zhen remembered an incident from twenty years ago.

Back then, he was simultaneously a top-grade Star Casting in the Lower and Central Star Palace, and even nearing Top-Grade Star Casting in the Central Star Palace; within the Cangming Star Hall, he was regarded as a first-class talent, highly valued and of high status.

Rash and arrogant!

That was probably what it meant.

Plus, at that time, Dachen was considered a defeated country, since the Lingji Star Hall was all locked up; Zhang Zhen’s behavior was slightly more audacious.

During a toast by the newly appointed State Preceptor Cheng Yuxia, he was sitting boldly, not standing up, and then Chief Peng had slapped him, a memory he had carried for many years.

Being suddenly reminded of it, the scene from that year seemed to reenact itself, making his face burn with humiliation.

Back then, even more youthful and rash, being slapped publicly and chastised for impudence had been severely embarrassing; at the time, he hated the National Taoist Institute of Dachen Country so much he wanted to slaughter them.

Recalling it now, resentment still rose within him.

Seeing this, Chief Peng shook his head slightly, "What a pity! What a pity!"

"What do you find regrettable, Chief Peng?" Zhang Zhen was puzzled!

"I regret that you are too foolish, that slap twenty years ago didn’t wake you up, and you learned nothing from it.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t have brought on today’s disaster!" Chief Peng said.

Zhang Zhen’s pupils contracted; he caught the crux of the statement—today’s disaster!

Realizing what was implied, Zhang Zhen shuddered all over. In the next moment, without any pleasantries with Chief Peng, he burst into a blinding Starlight, turning and trying to flee instantly!

However, as soon as the Starlight appeared, it was blasted back by a golden rainbow.

It was Meng Yanhui, the Left Libationer of the National Taoist Institute of Dachen Country, who had struck.

At the same moment, Chief Peng sneered coldly, and the Big Handprint slammed down directly at Zhang Zhen’s head.

Zhang Zhen’s eyes hardened, and a Sixth-tier Star Artifact shot up to collide with the Big Handprint.

In an instant, Chief Peng’s palm revealed a small cyan bow that, swelled by the wind, was instantly pulled full, and at the moment three cyan lights condensed, it blasted out!

Swoosh!

The sound of cleaving air resounded; the three cyan lights had successively hit Zhang Zhen’s Sixth-tier Star Artifact.

The cyan lights exploded consecutively, directly destroying the Sixth-tier Star Artifact into smithereens.

Meng Yanhui’s golden rainbow struck again, and the Big Handprint also slammed down from above.

To save his life, Zhang Zhen spared no effort.

He blasted out three Emblems, among them a Sixth-tier Emblem.

The Sixth-tier Emblem blasted out, directly sending the Left Libationer, Meng Yanhui, retreating backward, clearing a way!

Zhang Zhen burst into Starlight under his feet, about to break away and flee.

Suddenly, a massive mountain blasted forth directly in front of him, sending the newly escaping Zhang Zhen flying backward.

It was Liu Qingzhu who had acted.

Whip Mountain!

At the same moment, Chief Peng once again pulled his bow full.

The giant cyan bow expanded, and in that instant, Zhang Zhen felt an indescribable pressure enveloping his entire body!

"Spare my life, Chief Peng, spare my life!"

"I am the Star Master of Cangming Star Hall of Great Chen, killing me, you won’t be able to explain..."

Swoosh!

Just as the sound of cleaving air began, two large holes simultaneously appeared in Zhang Zhen’s chest and head!

His body’s Starlight scattered instantly, plummeting to the ground!

Chief Peng, however, stood with the bow drawn, his gaze on the giant cyan bow in his hands, slowly caressing it, with a hint of lament, "Twenty years already."