Him and their stars.

Chapter 2217 Yu Lian at the Funeral

That being said, a Flamewing Dragon, which is considered single-minded even among dragons, shouldn't have any of the performative personality traits of a social being.

He was probably paying homage to himself. His reunion with his old friend in the vast, boundless abyss star field was naturally joyful, exhilarating, and exhilarating.

Yu Lian stood up, and the psionic arm armor reappeared, quickly spreading throughout his body to form a set of lightweight yet shimmering psionic armor.

"Then let me take you for one more charge!"

Bisseller did not object.

"Go for it, Prince Yu!" Little Grey cheered from behind, even raising the peony-patterned banner of the commander.

This is a rather obscure joke, but she actually managed to get it, which is a bit unlucky to think about.

Yu Lian smiled, then leaped and landed precisely on the broad back of the raceflix. The Spirit Void Armor on his body began to extend, seeping into the gaps between the Flame Wing Dragon's scales.

The next second, clusters of crimson crystals of the same kind sprouted from the dragon's chest, head, neck, and other parts, covering all the potentially dangerous vital areas on its massive body.

At that moment, Yu Lian felt a connection with the match between himself and the match's leader, Frost.

He witnessed the dragon's adventures. The domesticated Flamewing Dragon, after being released back into the galaxy, naturally went through a painful period of adjustment. He was chased by pirates and adventure ships, hid in the crevices of asteroids to avoid unfriendly rock-dwelling beasts, and fought with amoebas for food, but he was also fortunate enough to enter ancient ruins.

He inherited the legacy of the ancient dragon, gaining an evolution that would normally take hundreds of years to complete. His range of activity and foraging expanded, he eliminated those ferocious and cunning rock-dwelling beasts, and he no longer needed to steal food from the amoebas.

He can begin hunting large clusters of crystals, and occasionally even hunt lone adult Tiyangkai.

Biceffleurs, who is growing up, has also found a group that accepts him.

Yes, a male Flamewing Dragon nearing the end of its life chose to accept and form an alliance. Thus, Cypherus joined the old male dragon, forming a typical herd of two males and six females.

Wild Flame Wyverns have a social ecology very similar to that of lion prides, but their Crystal Palaces are shared. Because space dragons are perfect creatures, they do not suffer from genetic diseases caused by close bloodlines and often nurse their offspring together.

Life was incredibly joyful for Fries. He would have been even happier if he hadn't met an old friend like Yu Lian.

...Uh, no, he certainly doesn't have that carefree joy now; all that's left is the resolve and courage of a warrior! Cypherus was a warrior after all!
No saddles or whips are needed; the spiritual connection between the psionicist and their mount is far more effective than any additional control mechanism. They can achieve a synergy far greater than the sum of their parts.

"Old friend, let's stand shoulder to shoulder!" Yu Lian patted the dragon's neck: "You are the guardian of order in the starry sea. Now, let's go together and restore this starry sky to normal!"

The racer let out a pleasant... no, excited, silent sigh—a steady, low-frequency vibration that made the rocks of the asteroid tremble slightly.

His wings spread out again, as if they were two hundred-meter-long swords flowing with flames.

This is the ship-slaying sword in its literal sense. In the credible military history of the Galactic Empire, there are only four cases of Flamewing Dragons that have evolved such a miraculous organ, and all of them were old creatures who lived to be over five hundred years old.

Now, the competition is already underway, and he is just a young dragon in his fifties or sixties.

Isn't this also a chosen one of the times in the clan? Yu Lian sensed the dragon's youthful spirit, focused his mind and held his breath, and used his Spirit Void Armor to strengthen his comrade's body and spirit.

The next moment, the giant dragon, carrying Yu Lian, charged fiercely towards the chaotic star field where the crystal clusters were fighting against Ti Yangkai in the distance, like a retrograde golden-red meteor!

Interestingly, his companions stood there stunned for a while, but then they all spread their wings and followed. Although their speed was far inferior to that of their gifted kin, their attitude was certainly that of a family.

Great, Bessever has found a wonderful family!
The exceptionally gifted Flamewing Dragon began its rampage. Before its body even encountered the raging crystal clusters and Tyrande, the beams of light spewing from its gaping maw had already begun to spread, clearing a path for it.

That thing was no longer an ion beam; it was clearly a cluster of positrons burning fiercely.

...Hmm, it feels like a gamma burst!
It's an illusion. It must be an illusion. Without the reinforcement of my Spirit Ruins armor, Bisifrus's attack wouldn't have had this effect.

Yu Lian forced himself to stop all his wild thoughts, and once again stirred up a storm of intense emotions.

This time, neither side in the fierce battle can pose an obstacle to the other's progress.

The dragon, enveloped in spiritual crystals, moved nimbly among the turbulent energy currents and fragments of crystals. Its body naturally emanated a higher-dimensional mystical aura; any crystal clusters, large or small, that came into contact with the hundred-meter-long ship-slaying blades on either side were instantly dissected and disintegrated into discrete energy particles.

As for Tiyangkai and his ilk, whether they were clan leaders or cubs, they all began to instinctively retreat.

These space squids are also intelligent beings, which is why they are better able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Yu Lian sat upright on the dragon's back with an air of authority, his senses perfectly synchronized with his partner's, greedily searching for any clues ahead.

His intuition, like the most sophisticated radar, scanned the core of the crystal cluster frenzy, the region with the most abnormal energy.

He didn't have to wait long.

After the match, Frost penetrated an exceptionally thick crystalline energy cloud wall, Yu Lian stood up and spread his fingers.

A peculiar entity, completely out of place with its surroundings, was suspended there.

It was certainly not a physical entity, but rather a constantly writhing and shifting mass of shadowy energy. Because of its extremely cool color, it was almost completely invisible in the desolate depths of space.

However, in Yu Lian's spiritual vision, this energy cluster with perfect camouflage had a completely different appearance.

Within the core of that ball of light, distorted spiritual energy could be vaguely seen, flowing chaotically to form constantly changing, bizarre patterns, which eventually constituted the phantom of the demonic eye.

It extends countless invisible and formless spiritual tentacles, as if forming a neural network that covers most of the starry sky, connecting all the crystal clusters within a radius of tens of millions of kilometers.

Its direct impact extends to every single individual, down to the smallest detail.

The commands of madness, aggression, and self-destruction entered these harmless crystal clusters.

They were originally just a kind of bee-like creature that peacefully followed the stellar tides, and they originally relied on the bodies of silicon-based organisms to try to survive.

What an ugly scene!
This is a Void Lord! A Void Invader known as the "Spiritual Variationist," He is a twisted being anchored to the collective unconscious fears and madness of the soul's lingering echoes. He will devour reason, overturn order, and annihilate civilization!

Okay, the above information comes from the Bracer Guild's introduction, and it does contain some literary exaggeration. However, it's certain that from the perspective of a legitimate social carbon-based life form, it is indeed the most evil.

"That's it!" Yu Lian's mental command was transmitted to Raceforus like lightning: "It is the source! All the intruding Void Realm Lords are the source of calamity in the main world! We must destroy it!"

I destroyed the Void Realm Lord? Really?

Although Biceffleurs didn't say it aloud, the message he conveyed through his mind probably included such emotions. However, Yu Lian felt that this was all an illusion.

His opponent, Frost, is a warrior! That's undeniable. "It is also the source of evolution! Whether psionicists or phantom beasts, they all gave us their gifts through their deaths!"

Charge! The mighty Flamewing Dragon seemed to understand that it could not retreat, so it simply began to flap its wings and charge, not forgetting to spit a bright beam of positrons at the still swaying ball of light.

Needless to say, it only passed through that gloomy outline. However, at the core of that energy cluster, the phantom of the demonic eye also stiffly began to rotate, staring intently at the rapidly approaching dragon and rider.

The demonic eye was completely still, quiet and lifeless. Compared to the ruby ​​formed on the Void Crown, this thing actually seemed even more dead and lifeless.

But the next moment, a cold, filthy, dark spiritual howl, seemingly gathering countless blasphemous whispers, disregarded physical distance and unfolded directly in front of Yu Lian and the match's Fellers!

That's no longer just simple spiritual pollution; it's clearly a form of ravaging that attempts to distort the soul and subvert cognition.

If it were someone else, even an entire fleet of millions of people, they would probably lose their basic senses in that instant of mental turmoil.

However, Yu Lian only frowned slightly, as if he had been bothered by the buzzing of mosquitoes in his ear.

His soul is now as stable as Mount Buzhou, and his spirit is as vast as the boundless sea.

After undergoing numerous life-or-death trials, his mental fortifications became even more impenetrable, like a wall of sighs.

He is at the eighth level of perfection, only one step away from becoming a true god, and he is stepping towards the highest peak of the void.

This level of mental pollution is utterly ineffective. It doesn't even trigger the most proactive defense and counterattack mechanisms in one's mental labyrinth. Even the Divine Imaginary Dragon seems too lazy to lift its head from its sea of ​​consciousness.

This is probably because the Void Realm Lord used most of his mental energy to control the billions of crystal clusters, but that's not important.

Importantly, Yu Lian easily thwarted its counterattack.

As for the match, Frost only shook his head in annoyance, and was almost unharmed.

Not only was his body strengthened by the Spirit Ruins Armor, but his spirit was also enhanced. He roamed freely amidst the surge of spiritual energy, as if he had evolved into a dragon king who could dominate all the energy rivers of space.

Well, even Ankaragang wouldn't be able to handle the attack from the Psychic Variationist so easily.

This is because the main attack intensity of the Void Realm Lords is actually aimed at Yu Lian, and there is not much left for Bessepherus.

However, this still doesn't really matter.

Yu Lian stared into that lifeless demonic eye, his keen senses traveling upstream along the invading malevolent intent. He detected the core of fluctuation hidden beneath the dark light.

The imagined silver dragon raised its majestic and sacred form in the mind of the psionicist, calmly gazing at the spiritual core of the "spiritual variationist," as if it were watching its prey.

The dragon opened its mouth wide and uttered a silent chant.

The sacred power of words suppressed the unnecessary shrieks, and the spiritual clash continued in a dimension unseen in the real world. However, in the material universe of reality, the blurry demonic eye struggled and twisted, yet its outline became clear and distinct, as if it had transformed from an invisible mist into dew.

Yu Lian did not hesitate any longer.

At that moment, an image flashed into his mind.

That was back in the Void Realm, the first time I met my mentor from this life, the first time I saw him leap into the hazy Void Realm Ether Sea, his finger pointing to the sky.

He saw the colossal beast in the illusory realm perish and become material for the evolution of psionicists.

Now, it's this thing's turn.

Bicefflerus launched his final charge, the flames sweeping away the ethereal energy mist beyond the Demon Eye. In the instant of his breakthrough, Yu Lian himself had already leaped into the spatial passage.

The next second, he stood less than a hundred meters away from the Demon Eye, staring directly at the core of the target.

It was a peculiar construct that was still pulsating with malevolent light, likely affected by the attack of the Imaginary Dragon, and was constantly shifting between mist and water.

It's like a terrifying black hole, big enough to swallow the entire Sky Tower.

All objects that appear small in outer space are enormous in reality, large enough to trigger megalophobia in normal people.

Unfortunately, at this point, even I can no longer call myself a normal person!
The crystalline spiritual energy armor covering his entire body instantly disintegrated, beginning a subtle and calculated reorganization. All spiritual energy was no longer used for defense or enhancement, but instead, it was frantically compressed, compressed, and condensed inwards around him, until it formed a specialized spiritual energy configuration.

This is an execution ritual specially prepared for the higher-dimensional beings within the virtual realm!

Yu Lian experienced an unprecedented sense of calm and resolve.

He stared at the demonic eye directly in front of him and finally saw a faint glimmer of panic flickering within the deathly black light.

He smiled, as if he were gently plucking a flower.

He clasped his hands together, joined his extended index fingers, and casually pushed forward.

There were no earth-shattering sound or light effects; it was simply the most basic cosmic radiation, utterly calm. Yet, starting from his two gathered fingers, the dimensional impact ignored the blurry shadow energy and the vast mist, transcending dimensions and precisely striking the core of that demonic eye.

That is also the convergence of all the spirit and information of the Void Realm Lord, which is also where her true body is located.

This is the execution ceremony and funeral procession of the Void Realm Lord.

Yu Lian didn't hear any shrill screams that could resonate on the soul level, but he clearly saw the dark energy clusters flowing around him twisting violently like balloons being constantly filled, and then rapidly expanding.

The phantom of the demonic eye, which resembled a black hole, seemed to solidify, appearing even clearer, yet countless cracks appeared on its surface.

Its countless spiritual tendrils collapsed and dissolved in a frenzied dance, and the crystal clusters linked to them instantly lost unified command and fell into even more complete disorder and chaos.

Tens of thousands of attacks, or even more, are all completed in an instant.

Each strike precisely hit the most fundamental information node of the Void Realm Lord. The Burial Ritual is deconstructing its information.

The blurry energy cluster, like a sand sculpture exposed to a strong wind without any cover, vanished silently in the blink of an eye, along with the pervasive, chaotic will that had been there.

In just a moment, the entire airspace had returned to its proper harmony and tranquility.

The crystal clusters, still numbering in the billions, floated aimlessly after losing control. At least half a minute later, they finally reacted, like a sluggish and clumsy behemoth, turning their staggering bodies around, slowly dispersing their entire group, and beginning to flee in all directions—if that action could be considered fleeing.

(End of this chapter)