Starforce Warriors-Chapter 399: True Savior

Li Xiaofei pondered for a moment and decided to dig up the grave. He moved the tombstone aside and excavated the soil until he uncovered a white stone coffin lying quietly in the grave pit.

The stone coffin was quite ordinary. There were no markings on its surface. He lifted the lid to reveal a damaged corpse. Judging from the remains, the deceased was a tall man, his body riddled with broken bones and missing an arm. It appeared that he had endured a fierce battle before death, with bite marks from beasts evident on many parts of the skeleton.

“This corpse...”

Li Xiaofei was inwardly alarmed. A faint energy ripple emanated from the bones. Although only thin traces remained after countless years, it still made Li Xiaofei’s heart pound and sent an uncontrollable shiver through his soul.

He attempted to pick up a few bone fragments, but he was quickly stunned. Even a bone fragment as small as a fingernail was as heavy as a star. Li Xiaofei could not lift it even if he exerted all his strength.

“The bones of the Martial Emperor, even long after death, are beyond the strength of ordinary beings to move. Not even Saints could lift them, let alone you.” Liu Shaji muttered from the side.

Li Xiaofei examined the skeleton closely. He noticed that, indeed, an ancient sword was embedded in the hip bone. However, the bone sword was not solid. It was a kind of energy form.

A faint layer of white mist, resembling cold air, swirled along the surface of the sword. This mist was unstable in appearance but contained a terrifying energy. Though, for some reason, the energy remained highly stable.

“That’s it, quick, help me pull out the sword.” Liu Shaji urged impatiently.

Li Xiaofei looked at him and asked, “What’s in it for me if I pull it out?”

Liu Shaji sighed in exasperation. “Ah, how times have changed! To think you’d make demands for doing something so simple for a fallen predecessor who died protecting others... Wait, wait, what are you doing?”

When he saw Li Xiaofei start to close the stone coffin, Liu Shaji dropped his pretense. He quickly said, “If you pull it out for me, I’ll give you the sword.”

“Just that?” Li Xiaofei asked.

It wasn’t that he was insatiable. But in a situation where Liu Shaji’s true identity and background were unclear, Li Xiaofei intended to use extreme pressure to extract more information.

Liu Shaji thought for a moment and said, “I can also assist you three times.”

“Three times?” Li Xiaofei repeated.

Liu Shaji’s expression turned serious. He spoke earnestly, “Three times is my limit. I am someone buried in the past. Were it not for the existence of the Sacred Martial Ghost Star and the Sixth Sword Path, I would have long since faded away... If I disrupt the present, it could throw the future into chaos. If not for your unique identity, I wouldn’t be able to manifest to meet you.”

Li Xiaofei’s intuition told him that Liu Shaji was not lying.

"Alright, deal." He leaned down and grasped the ancient sword with his hand.

In an instant, an overwhelming, desolate killing intent surged forth. Li Xiaofei's mind was flooded with visions of a vast sea of stars filled with countless powerful beings locked in battle.

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A single drop of blood extinguished a star. A colossal black dog opened its maw and devoured half a galaxy. A giant crab exuding corpse energy used its massive claws to send shattered nebulae tumbling over a fleet. An elder standing on a blood-red cloud was flanked by four hovering immortal swords, and an endless swarm of insects led by a purple-winged insect queen shimmered menacingly...

The scenes were terrifying beyond measure. Li Xiaofei felt as if he were a mere speck of dust in that battlefield, where even the slightest ripple could utterly obliterate him.

“Do not get lost in it! Quickly channel the power of the Dual Saint Body!” Liu Shaji’s voice rang urgently in his ear.

Li Xiaofei hastily channeled his inner qi, letting the power of ice and flame surge and enshroud him. The chaotic images in his mind blurred and then dissipated.

When Li Xiaofei came back to his senses, the ancient sword was now in his grasp. Liu Shaji’s spectral form let out a long, satisfied groan before leaning back and merging into the corpse.

“Hahaha, at last, the day has come.” His laughter boomed, shaking the surroundings. “I can finally break free from this grave.”

The energy of the heavens roiled. Dense fog churned wildly within the Cemetery of the Ancestors.

The energy ancient sword in Li Xiaofei’s hand trembled violently before transforming into a blinding beam of light that shot into the sky, piercing deep into the firmament as if opening a passage to a distant realm!

***

Li Junjie stood atop the nine-tiered altar, gasping for air. The climb up the altar had nearly drained all his strength, making his heartbeat feel like a broken drum pounding erratically within his chest.

The old principal, Qi Shisan, Ding Yifeng, and the other academy instructors held their breath as they watched Li Junjie, who had finally reached the top of the altar. Their faces were filled with immense anticipation.

Someone had finally made it to the summit. Just a little more. If he could pull out the sword at the altar's peak, he would inherit the power of the Guardian. Under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, Li Junjie reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. He exerted his strength but it didn’t budge.

Huh?

A look of surprise crossed his face. Li Junjie had grown accustomed to the overwhelming strength of his body. Nothing seemed capable of withstanding his brute force. He had assumed pulling the sword would be effortless. But to his shock, he nearly strained his back trying.

Taking a deep breath, Li Junjie gripped the hilt again and exerted more strength. But the sword didn’t move an inch. This scene made the hearts of the old principal and the others below nearly leap into their throats.

“Hey, is he going to make it or not?” Qi Shisan, reeking of alcohol, leaned against the old principal and said, “We did make a bet, remember? If he fails, you’d better keep your word and give me those ten thousand star coins.”

The old principal’s voice was resolute, “He will make it. He is the chosen one. I’m winning this bet. But you, remember your promise. If Li Junjie pulls out the sword, you must teach him everything you know.”

Qi Shisan smirked, “That depends on whether he’s capable of it... I don’t think he can draw the Guardian’s Sword.”

Before his words could finish echoing...

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

A deep, resonant thrum, like the beating of a massive dragon-hide drum, echoed through the air. The old principal and the others turned to the altar in shock.

They saw that Li Junjie’s heart was pounding like an awakening dragon, causing his chest to vibrate and emitting an extraordinary, thunderous sound. The old principal and the others were forced to step back, shaken by the force. Qi Shisan’s casual expression transformed into one of astonishment and gravity.

On the altar, Li Junjie’s mind was blank. He instinctively felt that some kind of transformation was happening within his body. It wasn’t triggered by the sword. Fully exerting his strength had caused his heart to spiral out of control again. Even so, the sword at the center of the altar remained unmoved.

He let out a powerful shout as he pulled the sword with all his strength. But suddenly, the previously immovable sword slipped from the rock as if it had lost all resistance. In the next moment, the space surrounding the altar began to shake violently. The heavens and earth roared. An indescribable surge of immense energy rose in reverence.

Li Junjie stood there, bewildered, holding the sword aloft. It didn’t feel as if he had pulled the sword free. It felt more as though the sword had leapt into his grasp.

But to those below, the old principal and the instructors, this sight sent them into a fit of trembling excitement. They couldn’t contain their shouts of joy.

“He truly is the new Guardian!”

“I’ve never seen such a commotion before.”

“The entire mountainside is shaking.”

“Principal, Principal, come quickly and see this! It’s a miracle—a divine sign! A sword’s shadow has pierced the sky.”

The people of White Deer Academy cheered and exulted.

This was the most spectacular inheritance of the Guardian’s strength in history. Li Junjie was indeed the chosen one. White Deer Academy had finally found their true savior!