# Chapter 1348: Star Control Art
The aura surging from the depths of Immortal Mechanism Mountain was incredibly terrifying, oppressing the holy souls of all cultivators present as if they were about to fly out of their bodies.
Blood Moon Ghost King endured tremendous pressure, cracks appearing on her ghostly body, as if even she were about to have her soul scattered and vanish.
As for the other cultivators, they were naturally even more unbearable, almost all of them lying prostrate on the ground, completely unable to withstand the suppression of that aura.
"Haha! All of you will die."
Mingdong Sword Saint laughed loudly, kneeling on one knee as he reverently kowtowed toward a mass of Death Evil Qi in the sky.
Even a Sword Saint was kneeling in obeisance?
Qingxiao, Zhang Ruochen, and Pei Yutian struggled to remain standing, but the shock in their hearts was beyond words.
On the ground, dense black shadows covered the surface, while within that mass of Death Evil Qi in the sky, a bone hand floated—not only with five fingers but also an entire arm.
"So it's really it..."
Not long ago, when it escaped from the bottom of the Daoist temple, it had only been a small section of bone finger. Now it had transformed into a complete bone hand. Clearly, more bones had broken free from the seal and merged with it.
How many times stronger was its current power compared to its initial state?
"It's over, it's over. We're dead for sure today. I haven't even cultivated the *Devouring Heaven Technique* to its highest level, and I'm already dying before achieving anything."
Guoguo lay on the ground, unable to move, filled with regret. He should have stayed hidden inside the Qiankun Realm and never come out.
Facing such a terrifying unknown being, even Qingxiao and Pei Yutian, who had experienced countless life-and-death battles, could only smile bitterly, knowing that today would likely end in death without hope of survival.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze, however, fixed on the sky above. His eyes narrowed sharply. "Look... what is that?"
Qingxiao and Pei Yutian both raised their heads, staring at the heavens.
There, in the vast cosmos beyond the Kunlun Realm, a planet was hurtling at tremendous speed, descending toward the earth. And the point of impact was precisely Immortal Mechanism Mountain.
At first, in their field of vision, the planet was merely a bright speck of light. Gradually, it grew to resemble a moon. Moments later, a tenth of the sky was occupied by that planet.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen could clearly see the craters on the planet's surface and feel a vast, world-destroying aura emanating from it.
Pei Yutian's pupils contracted. "This should be the legendary Star Control Art—the foremost sacred art of the Star Constellation Sect. It possesses the power to destroy an entire realm and is said to be capable of opposing a Great Saint."
Among the seven ancient sects, the Star Constellation Sect ranked second only to the Moon Worship Demon Sect. Its main altar was located in the Northern Domain, making it the foremost power there.
Pei Yutian had always cultivated in the Northern Domain, so he naturally had a deep understanding of the Star Constellation Sect.
"Star Control Art? I've heard that only when facing an extinction-level calamity would the Star Constellation Sect resort to this technique. Even if they used it, shouldn't it be aimed at destroying the Undying Divine Temple? Why attack Immortal Mechanism Mountain?" Qingxiao was extremely puzzled.
Pei Yutian's expression was grave. "No one understands the Northern Domain better than the Star Constellation Sect. Perhaps they know some hidden secrets unknown to others and believe that the threat of the Death Clan at Immortal Mechanism Mountain is greater than that of the Undying Blood Clan. That's why they're using the Star Control Art to suppress that unknown being of the Death Clan."
As the planet grew closer to the Kunlun Realm, from the ground, the entire sky was blocked by it. The craters and mountain ranges on its surface were clearly visible, an incredibly shocking sight. One could imagine that once it struck the ground, an area of a hundred thousand miles would likely become a lifeless zone.
All living beings in Red River Prefecture—including both the human race and the Undying Blood Clan army—whether or not they could see the planet crashing into the earth, all felt oppressed, as if they couldn't breathe.
Most living beings near Immortal Mechanism Mountain had already fainted, collapsing in droves.
Qingxiao drew a sharp breath. "Even if it really is the Star Control Art, is there anyone in the Star Constellation Sect capable of executing it? Who has such powerful cultivation?"
Records of the Star Control Art existed only four times in history. The most recent instance dated back to the late Middle Ages, ten thousand years ago.
Had the Star Constellation Sect produced another Emperor-level figure capable of wielding the Star Control Art?
Zhang Ruochen had some understanding of the Star Constellation Sect. "It might not be done independently. The saints of the Star Constellation Sect, working together and borrowing the power of the Twenty-Eight Constellation Sacred Mountains, might be able to execute the Star Control Art."
At the main altar of the Star Constellation Sect in the Northern Domain.
Twenty-eight sacred mountains stood tall upon the earth, each piercing the clouds, radiating ten thousand feet of sacred light. Millions of disciples knelt at the foot of the mountains, devoutly kowtowing.
The saints of the Star Constellation Sect gathered atop the twenty-eight sacred mountains. Each was enveloped in a layer of sacred radiance, channeling their power into the twenty-eight elders standing at the peaks.
The entire sect, from top to bottom, was fully committed to controlling the Star Control Art, as if determined to level Immortal Mechanism Mountain.
Within Immortal Mechanism Mountain, blood threads surfaced on the surface of that bone hand. The black shadows that had been projected onto the ground flew up and merged with it.
As more and more black shadows fused together, the bone hand grew increasingly enormous.
In the end, its palm became boundless, seemingly tens of thousands of miles long, striking upward.
"Boom."
The bone hand left a palm print tens of thousands of miles long on the planet, sinking deeper and deeper. The next moment, the planet was shattered, fragments raining down toward the earth.
Zhang Ruochen, Qingxiao, and Pei Yutian would never forget this scene. It was too shocking. That power was unimaginable, surpassing even the strength they had been pursuing.
Just a single hand possessed world-destroying power.
It was impossible to fathom just how powerful the owner of that bone hand had been in life.
On the twenty-eight sacred mountains of the Star Constellation Sect, all the saints spat blood, severely wounded. Only a very few could still hold on.
On the central sacred mountain, a white-robed elder said bitterly, "In the end, the Death Clan will still descend upon the Kunlun Realm. Can it no longer be stopped?"
"Boom, rumble."
In the heavens above Immortal Mechanism Mountain, fragments of the planet continued to fall. Some were thousands of miles long, crashing into the ground and forming mountain ranges. Even smaller fragments, only a few thousand feet long, turned into steep stone peaks upon impact.
The earth's crust became extremely unstable. Volcanoes erupted in many places, smoke and dust billowing into the sky, shrouding it for a long time and extending tens of thousands of miles outward.
Before them lay a scene of apocalypse.
Qingxiao closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. "A great calamity is truly about to descend upon the Kunlun Realm, and we are merely the first batch of living beings to die."
Above their heads, a bone hand pressed down, carrying dense Death Evil Qi.
Just as everyone believed death was inevitable, the crescent moon mark on Blood Moon Ghost King's brow grew increasingly red, and a tremor passed through Zhang Ruochen's Qi Sea.
A faint sigh echoed from within the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin suspended beneath the Sky-Connecting Divine Wood. Then, the coffin, which had been eternally motionless, flew out of the Qiankun Realm, rushing forth from Zhang Ruochen's body.
The sun and moon marks on the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin blazed brilliantly, colliding with the descending bone hand.
"Bang."
The bone hand was shattered into dozens of bone fragments, and all the black shadows were torn apart.
Then, the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin rushed back toward Zhang Ruochen's brow, and the dozens of bone fragments, drawn by an invisible force from within the coffin, followed it into the Qiankun Realm.
The entire process took place within a single breath.
The Death Evil Qi in the sky dissipated completely, leaving only thick dust floating above the clouds, plunging the world into darkness.
The few who remained conscious—Qingxiao, Pei Yutian, Mingdong Sword Saint, and Situ Fengcheng—all showed expressions of shock, their gazes fixed on Zhang Ruochen.
They hadn't clearly seen the form of the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin, only a blazing sun and a bright moon flying out from Zhang Ruochen's body, shattering the bone hand.
Zhang Ruochen himself didn't know why this had happened. He was extremely curious—who exactly was the master lying within the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin? Was she truly dead?
Back then, Han Qiu had comprehended the rules of darkness beside the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin. Now it seemed that was no coincidence.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze turned to Blood Moon Ghost King.
After all, the place where the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin had appeared was where Blood Moon Ghost King was born. Moreover, her appearance closely resembled that of the woman inside the coffin.
There must be some connection between the two.
Blood Moon Ghost King shook her head gently. "Just now, I only felt a strange energy surge into my body. I had no other perception. Anyway, I don't know more than you do. Asking me is useless."
"Since that bone hand has been dealt with, let's quickly eliminate the remaining enemies and enter the Qiankun Realm to ask her directly. Perhaps we'll get answers." Zhang Ruochen said.
After the Sun-Moon Crystal Coffin shattered the bone hand, Mingdong Sword Saint was terrified out of his wits. He executed his sword-controlling technique and fled at top speed.
Situ Fengcheng, however, did not flee. His gaze swept over Zhang Ruochen, Blood Moon Ghost King, Pei Yutian, and Qingxiao. Knowing he couldn't escape today, he smiled. "To be born in the same era as you—is it fortune or misfortune? Ah well. I no longer have the heart to contend for supremacy. In my next life, I will surely battle the heavens again."
With that, he picked up Zhu Qingyi's corpse, standing upright on the shattered earth, a look of defiance on his face.
"Not good."
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed drastically. He quickly used Saint Qi to envelop everyone and executed the Great Space Teleportation.
Situ Fengcheng's body gradually turned crimson, like heated porcelain, covered in dense cracks. Then his body exploded, unleashing a world-destroying force in all directions.
The higher one's cultivation, the greater the destruction caused by self-detonating one's Saint Source.
Even though Zhang Ruochen had used the Great Space Teleportation to escape two hundred miles away, he was still violently impacted, suffering severe injuries.
Fortunately, no one died. They all survived.