The Fleet Commander of the Spirit Realm’s First Fleet who suddenly appeared blasted away the ten Immortal Sect powerhouses, then dashingly sat in the firmament. Not only did he display extremely terrifying strength, but he also displayed extremely terrifying… that thing.
Jun Changxiao was deeply struck.
That thing—usually, he was the one who did it. But today, he’d been reduced to a background prop.
No helping it—the guy had hardcore strength to back up that thing.
Since he was doing that thing, could it trigger One-Punch Must-Kill? After all, the principle behind its activation was having an opponent do that thing in front of Gou Sheng.
Very regrettably, it didn’t.
First, this Commander’s strength was truly formidable. The Ten Great Immortal Sects were nothing before him, so no matter how much he did that thing, it was perfectly natural. Second, One-Punch Must-Kill had completely become outdated. Even if the conditions were met, it was nothing but fancy fists and embroidered legs.
Unless… there was an Upper Realm version, or an even higher version.
“This General doesn’t like to waste time.” The General continued to lightly swirl his wine glass, his face expressionless as he said: “I’ll give you a quarter-hour to consider.”
“Hmph!”
The Grand Elder of Lingtian Immortal Sect said coldly: “To have us become slaves—Your Excellency is indulging in foolish fantasy!”
Anyone with even a bit of pride and backbone wouldn’t choose to become the invaders’ slaves, so the stance of all the powerhouses was to fight to the death!
“Don’t agree to become slaves?”
The middle-aged man took a sip of wine, his eyes gradually turning cold: “Then you’ve chosen death?”
“…”
Jun Changxiao clenched his fists tightly.
This guy was absolutely the most that-thing-doing person he’d ever seen in his life, and you couldn’t find fault with him.
“Normal.”
The System said: “With the host’s current cultivation level, appearing in any plane in the Lower Realm, even without releasing any aura, every word and action would have extreme that-thing style.”
“Why?”
“Because of realm and state of mind.”
“True powerhouses, having experienced the baptism of time and the nurturing of heaven and earth attributes, condense a kind of presence that seems innate. Especially when facing the weak, it appears particularly intense.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao said: “Are you indirectly saying I’m weak?”
“You could understand it that way.”
“Scram!”
As the two engaged in their daily bickering, the Grand Elder of Lingtian Immortal Sect said resolutely: “Better to be shattered jade than intact tile!”
These words he spoke expressed the hearts of the Upper Realm’s warriors. Even though the middle-aged man’s strength was unfathomable, they still prepared for fierce battle or sacrifice!
“Very well.”
The Fleet Commander stood up, saying: “You probably haven’t witnessed true power, so you don’t understand what fear is.”
“Swish!”
Spreading his arms, he proclaimed proudly: “My slaves, you may come out now.”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
From the hatches of fifty warships, tens of thousands of streams of light flew out. As if professionally trained, they lined up neatly behind the Fleet Commander. When the light faded, they revealed beings of various shapes and forms.
Like the Demonic Ancestor, these were servant corpses, numbered from 1 to 9526. Because they came from different races, their appearances were truly bizarre and strange.
“We’re finished…”
Daoist Qiye and the other independent cultivators’ eyes showed a trace of despair.
The nearly ten thousand slaves that suddenly appeared—just from the auras they released, they were no weaker than mid-rank Truth-Seeking Realm. If battle broke out, it would absolutely be devastating!
“Kekeke!”
The Demonic Ancestor cackled eerily.
Having lived on the main warship for several months, he was quite familiar with the servant corpses controlled by the Commander. So he didn’t believe the Upper Realm had the ability to resist them!
Won’t compromise?
Won’t become slaves?
Then… all die!
The Demonic Ancestor had already begun fantasizing about the Upper Realm’s heaven-collapsing and earth-shattering scenes, the devastation of all living beings. Though it wasn’t his own planning, participation was what mattered!
After all, he hated the Ten Great Immortal Sects to the bone, and by extension hated the entire Upper Realm, so he preferred to watch it be destroyed.
Sigh.
A severe psychological distortion patient.
…
Eternal Sect.
Seeing so many servant corpses appear, their overall strength bursting forth, suppressing the auras of the Ten Great Immortal Sects and even all the Upper Realm’s powerhouses, Jun Changxiao’s expression became extremely serious.
“Can’t you really come out?”
“Can’t!”
“At the critical moment, you drop the chain!”
“Can you blame me?”
The System was also helpless. After all, his kind of power would disturb the order of heaven and earth, even bringing more serious consequences. Like the Uncollectable Blade, he was destined to not be usable frequently.
“Disciple.”
Daoist Tonggu transmitted: “Quickly take the disciples and evacuate!”
He had already recognized the severity of the problem, so he only hoped the Upper Realm’s top-tier forces could hold on for a bit, allowing the promising younger generation to escape as much as possible.
“Evacuate?”
Jun Changxiao said helplessly: “Where could we evacuate to?”
“You can evacuate to the Stone Statue Domain!” the System suggested.
“You think the Upper Realm might be destroyed, and the small worlds dependent on its system could be spared?” Jun Changxiao said.
“Hold out for a while, then swipe the Mall to create a miracle!”
“Damn!”
“At this critical juncture, stop pushing sales, alright!”
“I’m not pushing sales—it’s the only chance!”
“…”
Jun Changxiao fell into silence.
Indeed, from the current situation, the Upper Realm facing the Spirit Realm’s First Fleet was simply too weak. To turn the tide, he could only rely on himself to find an even bigger cheat!
“You probably still don’t think it’s terrifying enough.”
The General raised his hand, saying: “Might as well let you broaden your horizons even more!”
“Snap!”
A crisp snap of fingers rang out.
The entire world didn’t lose half its people, but streams of tiny light flew from within the warship fleet, then rapidly normalized, like rolling dark clouds covering more than half the Upper Realm.
“Holy crap!”
Jun Changxiao’s eyeballs nearly popped out.
Through his field of vision, the System quickly reached a conclusion: “There are a total of two hundred million of these unmanned fighters!”
Two hundred million.
What kind of concept was that!
“We’re finished.”
Daoist Tonggu, who had originally planned to have his disciple quickly leave, felt even stronger despair in his eyes.
Nearly ten thousand Truth-Seeking Realm-level slaves, plus fighters spreading across half the firmament in numbers too numerous to count—even if they found a place to hide, they couldn’t escape!
“Disciple…”
Daoist Tonggu stopped speaking.
Because Jun Changxiao, wearing the Great Sage Set, was already standing before him, his gaze solemn: “You and I, master and disciple—today we fight side by side!”
“You…”
Daoist Tonggu shook his head, saying: “Good! Side by side!”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Just at this moment, magnificent momentum surged from within the Eternal Sect again. Elite Stone Statue Clan members led by the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers flew out, elite Dragon Clan members led by Long Aotian flew out, and elite members of the Ice Phoenix Clan, Divine Movement Clan, and other clans also flew out!
How did they arrive?
Naturally through the Super Transport Formation.
During this period, the Formation Hall had set up corresponding transport points outside each great clan’s ancestral lands. The cost to come to the Eternal Sect was just one Profound Stone!
Daoist Tonggu and Daoist Qiye were dumbfounded again!
The million Demon Delusion Army was already shocking enough—how were so many more clans flying out from the Eternal Sect? From how they stood behind Jun Changxiao, they clearly took him as their leader!
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao proclaimed loudly: “Whatever difficulties we encounter, we must not be afraid. Face it with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear. Perseverance leads to victory. Keep going, give it your all!”
“…”
The powerhouses of various clans looked at each other.
“My son.”
Suddenly, a voice came from behind: “Well said! The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear!”
“Whoosh!”
Gongsun Ruoli flew over, hovering before Jun Changxiao.
Accompanying her was Hua Meigui. Though they hadn’t traveled outside for long, and there was no change in appearance, the aura emanating from their bodies was obviously much stronger.
“You came?”
“I came.”
“You shouldn’t have come.”
“But I still came.”
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched.
Was this their special way of communicating as husband and wife?
…
The current situation was: fifty warships suspended at the highest point, two hundred million fighters covering half the firmament like dark clouds, the Fleet Commander standing proudly before his chair with ten thousand Truth-Seeking Realm slaves behind him.
On the Upper Realm’s side: the Ten Great Immortal Sects and various sect forces gathered together, independent cultivator warriors gathered together, and forces from various clans on Eternal Immortal Mountain led by Jun Changxiao.
Such scale, such lineup.
If a manga artist had to draw this… they’d definitely submit their resignation letter.
The middle-aged man shook his head, saying: “So you plan to resist stubbornly.”
“So be it.”
“Since you don’t want to be slaves, then go be corpses.”
Speaking to this point, his eyes gradually revealed intense killing intent: “Annihilate all living beings in this plane!”
“Yes!”
“Yes!”
All the servant corpses roared, their violent energy instantly bursting forth.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
At the same time, the fighters gathered above also began to move, signaling that a battle concerning the Upper Realm’s survival was about to commence.
However!
At this critical juncture, an elder wearing gray robes and sporting a goatee flew over calmly with hands behind his back.
His appearance was very ordinary, the type who’d be lost in a crowd. But from the moment he appeared in view, all the warriors involuntarily felt solemn respect.
“Oh?”
The middle-aged man stroked his chin, saying with interest: “Could you be the hidden powerhouse with combat power of ten thousand in the Upper Realm?”
“No.”
Suspended in midair, the elder smiled: “I’m just a storyteller making a living in the jianghu.”
Story… teller?
Jun Changxiao’s mouth gradually opened.
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