Translator: CinderTL
"Excellent, brimming with vigor," Li Chunjun said, surveying the five figures before him.
These individuals possessed not only astonishing personal strength, capable of cracking the top ten of the Cosmic Light List, but each also commanded a powerful war machine.
These war machines could synchronize the power of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of Primordial Spirit True Monarchs into a single, devastating strike, boosting its power to Seventh-Rank or higher.
No ordinary Cosmic Light cultivator could withstand such force; even Void Refining Great Powers would be wise to avoid its direct assault.
In the Profound Yellow Vast Land, these machines were practically godlike, the ultimate trump cards ensuring mutual annihilation among the Four Great Races.
Li Chunjun briefly diverted his attention to check the status of the Human Emperor Banner.
"Killed a Level 29 creature! Experience +1,211!"
"Killed a Level 29 creature! Experience +614!"
"Killed a Level 30 creature! Experience +2,812!"
"Killed a Level 30 creature! Experience +2,795!"
"Killed a Level 30 creature! Experience +1,451!"
[Life Level: 35 (25,113/500,000)]
Of the hundreds of Fifth-Tier Foreign Races Li Chunjun had slain, he received experience notifications for only four. This meant that only four of them had reached Life Level 29, and two of those were Divine Race members whose experience gains were halved.
The Sixth-Tier Lifeforms, however, proved more intriguing. According to the Human Emperor Banner's assessment, Sixth-Tier beings were classified as Life Level 30. They provided a substantial amount of experience. Li Chunjun estimated that slaying around two hundred of them would propel him to Life Level 36. He even wondered if, after reaching Life Level 36, he could leverage the experience from these Sixth-Tier beings to push for Life Level 37. That, of course, depended on whether there were enough Sixth-Tier Lifeforms in the area.
As Li Chunjun scanned his surroundings, assessing whether the Divine Race, Demonic Race, and Myriad Transformations Race could muster the estimated seven to eight hundred Sixth-Tier Lifeforms he needed, a Sixth-Tier Demonic Race member piloting a war mech-like construct lost patience.
"Are you deaf?! Get out of this area now!"
In the next instant, the towering war machine, over sixty li tall and resembling a mech, roared to life. Within its depths, countless Primordial Spirit True Monarchs received the command and began channeling their power. A relentless stream of energy flowed through the mech's components and Array Formations, converging at the hands of the Sixth-Tier Demonic Race member. He transformed this energy into a colossal flaming blade spanning hundreds of li and aimed it directly at Li Chunjun's position, ready to strike him down.
The moment the blade materialized, its raging flames scorched the Void. The savage destructive power contained within far surpassed even Li Chunjun's profound comprehension of the Destruction Dao.
Even if he unleashed his Destruction Sword Stance, he doubted he could withstand this concentrated assault, fueled by the combined might of countless True Monarchs.
This is genuine Seventh-Rank combat strength, Li Chunjun thought, not like the Life Mother Tree's Seventh-Rank, which lacks proficiency in direct confrontation. No wonder he's so confident.
Yet his hands moved with lightning speed.
With a downward press of his empty hand, the Scarlet Sky Sword surged into action, transforming into hundreds of streaks of sword light.
Each stream ignited visible ripples in the Void, creating colossal Void Bridges that pierced the heavens and slammed into the massive, hundreds-of-meters-long blade of fire.
Crucially, every sword light pulsed with Void Power, granting them unimaginable speed.
Even as the Sixth-Rank Demonic Race pilot controlling the war mech sensed the terrifying nature of these sword lights, he had no time to alter the blade's trajectory. He could only watch helplessly as hundreds of beams relentlessly bombarded the fiery behemoth.
Before even a hundred sword lights had struck, the colossal flame blade shattered with a thunderous crash.
Undaunted, the remaining sword lights coalesced into a Sword Formation and hurtled toward the war mech piloted by the Sixth-Tier Demonic Race warrior.
The sudden turn of events wiped the confident smirk from the demon's face. Just moments ago, he had been certain he could effortlessly repel, or even annihilate, his opponent at will. Now, his expression twisted into disbelief.
"This Flying Sword..."
He could clearly sense that the Flying Sword's war apparatus bore a striking resemblance to his own, a composite construct made from numerous quasi-Dao Artifact-grade components.
Yet the war apparatus formed by these Flying Swords seemed more sophisticated than his own mech. Even though he was operating it alone, it responded with remarkable ease.
"Ten Thousand Demons Pay Homage to the Ancestor!"
In the blink of an eye, the Sixth-Tier Demonic Race warrior had elevated Li Chunjun to his own level.
Guided by his Divine Sense, he commanded his war mech to unleash hundreds of crimson light points. These coalesced through an Array Formation, then surged forward with a flick of his wrist.
Instantly, every remaining sword light that had shattered the flame blade was engulfed by the torrent of crimson energy.
At first glance, it looked like hundreds of laser giant cannons and hundreds of Flying Swords were exchanging fire across a thousand-mile expanse.
A searing, violent heat, mingled with flames that scorched the Void, erupted simultaneously. The collision of crimson streams and Void-shattering sword light instantly created a fiery domain a thousand miles in radius, dense enough to incinerate any cultivator within.
Even a Primordial Spirit True Monarch, a pillar of a Lesser Chiliocosm, would be reduced to ashes without a trace if caught within this fiery sphere.
Yet this fiery domain lasted less than a second. The Sixth-Tier Demonic Race warrior, along with the two Foreign Race and Human True Monarchs present, all paled.
Gaps.
Suddenly, rifts appeared within the all-encompassing fiery domain.
Upon closer inspection, these weren't mere cracks. They were channels and trenches carved through the Void and flames by the sword light itself, forcibly forging passages.
Despite the Ten Thousand Demons Pay Homage to the Ancestor technique, the hundreds of sword lights unleashed by Li Chunjun hadn't been completely shattered. Instead, they continued their relentless advance, tearing through the fiery domain like a hot knife through butter, traversing a thousand miles to slam directly into the war mech piloted by the Sixth-Tier Demonic Race warrior.
Buzz!
Demonic flames surged skyward.
The colossal war mech abruptly unleashed a barrier of pitch-black fire. Beneath this barrier, all Divine Sense and Mind Power seemed to sink into a deathly realm, their vitality extinguished and their offensive capabilities nullified. This was clearly a profound application of the Dao of Death.
Yet, this death barrier proved utterly ineffective against the sword light unleashed by Li Chunjun. The terrifying Mind Power within his Divine Sense granted each sword light unnerving stability. The destructive power of the Destruction Dao they carried remained completely unaffected by the Dao of Death, resolutely and decisively tearing into the massive war mech.
Boom!
Fire erupted.
In an instant, dozens, nearly a hundred fiery holes had been blasted into the colossal war mech. The destructive force contained within the sword light detonated. Even though every component of the mech was forged from materials as durable as Sixth-Rank alloys, the destructive power of the Destruction Dao tore through it mercilessly.
Countless flames erupted, mingling with fragments of the war mech, showering the battlefield in a fiery explosion.
"No!"
"The Demon Sovereign has fallen?!"
The Sixth-Rank experts of the Divine Race and the Myriad Transformations Race were shaken to their cores.
The Demonic Race's Demon Sovereign, already comparable to the top ten on the Human Race's Cosmic Light List, now wielded a colossal war mech said to be modeled after a Venerable's divine projection. Its combat power rivaled even that of a Seventh-Rank Lifeform, matching the most formidable human war machines.
Yet, in a mere handful of exchanges with this human, he had been utterly crushed!
As shock turned to comprehension, they understood the precariousness of their position: When the lips are gone, the teeth will freeze.
Before the Demon Sovereign's war mech could be completely obliterated by the crisscrossing sword light, the Divine Race's Divine Mountain and the Myriad Transformations Race's warship unleashed their full power simultaneously.
On the warship, energy cascaded through shimmering layers, converging in the main cannon. Its target was none other than Li Chunjun himself, the wielder of the Flying Sword.
Meanwhile, the Divine Mountain, piloted by a Sixth-Rank expert, projected a vast illusory domain stretching thousands of miles in every direction.
Within the illusory projection, towering figures clad in golden armor materialized around the war mech like celestial generals.
Though dwarfed by the war mech's sixty-kilometer height, these hundred-meter-tall Golden-Armored Divine Generals fearlessly charged forward, intercepting and dissipating dozens, even hundreds, of sword lights with each collision.
Remarkably, even when shattered by the sword lights, their essence remained completely unharmed. They reformed within the illusory projection at an accelerated pace. As long as the projection persisted, they seemed functionally immortal, capable of endless resurrection.
"Truly magnificent war instruments, meticulously crafted by Void Refining and Dharma Manifestation Great Powers!" Li Chunjun exclaimed in genuine admiration.
In the next instant, his figure blurred into motion. As if favored by the Void itself, he traversed the ethereal expanse with impossible speed, covering hundreds of thousands of li in the blink of an eye. This constant flickering, displacement, and withdrawal appeared to be a deliberate strategy to evade the targeting systems of the Myriad Transformations Race warship's main cannon.
Naturally, after witnessing the Demon Sovereign's fate, no one dared to underestimate Li Chunjun even slightly. His feat of drawing out three war machines simultaneously had firmly established his position as the foremost powerhouse in the Profound Yellow Vast Land.
"Incredible strength!"
"I thought Lord Zhuo Lie, who once ranked third on the Cosmic Light List and now wields a war machine, was invincible in the Profound Yellow Vast Land. But this man is even more formidable than Lord Zhuo!"
The two Sixth-Rank Human pilots of war machines were awestruck. They were already strategizing how to collaborate with Li Chunjun to expand the Human Race's gains in the Profound Yellow Vast Land.
Just as everyone, including the Human True Monarchs, believed Li Chunjun had been temporarily forced into retreat by the combined might of the three war machines, he abruptly halted his flight hundreds of thousands of miles away.
In the next instant, dazzling sword light coalesced once more in his hand. Void Power began to swirl and expand, and as it flowed, the distortions and refractions of light and space birthed a magnificent Seven-Colored Rainbow Light.
In the next instant, Li Chunjun pointed the sword light coalescing in his hand towards the warships surrounding the Profound Yellow Ancient Tree, the towering Divine Mountain, and the Myriad Transformations Race. A Seven-Colored Rainbow Light arced through the void, bridging the distance and crashing down upon that region.
A Void Bridge.
A Void Bridge accelerated over merely a few hundred thousand miles.
Yet, Li Chunjun's power had grown immeasurably since his time in the Land of Buried Demons.
Coupled with the enhanced quality of his Scarlet Sky Sword...
Even with a Void Acceleration spanning only a few hundred thousand miles, the instant the Void Bridge crashed down, an unspeakable terror surged into the minds of all present.
The Void!
The entire void crumbled in a cascading chain reaction of destruction, like toppling dominoes.
Countless streams of Void Power, seemingly pierced, unlocked, and shattered by some mysterious force, converged into the Seven-Colored Rainbow Light, plummeting towards the thousands of miles surrounding the Profound Yellow Ancient Tree.
As the rainbow light finally descended...
At that moment...
Every cultivator in the affected area felt the same crushing sensation: the sky was falling.
(End of the Chapter)
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