Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 936 A Thousand-Mile Ridge
Boom!

Dozens of streams of fire suddenly spun and converged to form a crimson star. Immediately afterwards, a "Crimson Emperor God" dressed in a fire robe and holding a jade tablet with flame patterns appeared.

The true name of that star is self-evident; it is "Yinghuo," which represents calamity.

In an instant, the surroundings darkened, as if falling into twilight, as if everything was on the verge of collapse and an inevitable calamity was about to befall. The Crimson Emperor, who ruled over Mars, possessed an unassailable aura, his majesty reaching a terrifying level.

Just then, a light suddenly appeared in the distance, and then it arrived in an instant, right at arm's length—it was a slash that spanned a hundred miles and was accompanied by boundless flames!
The Crimson Emperor God was enraged, and the fire star behind him shone fiercely. The sea of ​​flames that followed the attack paused, and the outermost flames looked like oranges that had been exposed to the summer sun for dozens of days, appearing "shriveled".

However, that's only on the surface.

The next second, the slash pierced right through the Crimson Emperor God, and the fire behind him also collapsed. These crimson, eerie flames were then devoured by even more terrifying flames.

It was as if, after chewing, swallowing, and tasting the flavor, one was still not satisfied, with an excessively greedy appetite. After engulfing the remains of the Crimson Emperor and Yinghuo, the surging flames turned their attention to the "shriveled" surface.

The sea of ​​fire churned violently, like a ouroboros devouring each other, forming a strange yet vibrant posture. The "shriveled" parts disappeared with the naked eye, turning into firewood that could be burned.

After absorbing this string of firewood, the sea of ​​flames shrank in size, but the intensity of the fire grew even stronger, radiating a terrifying aura.

not enough
not enough.

The surging flames suddenly paused, then turned in unison, gazing at their new target—

Scenes like this are happening in far more than just this one place!

With a flick of his blade, Song Shi unleashed hundreds of fiery beams in one breath, which indiscriminately struck the Celestial Throne. Each beam, like a leech, left shocking molten spots on the Celestial Throne, and more importantly, these molten spots were spreading spontaneously.

Seeing this, many of the immortals and gods who remained on the throne of the Heavenly Patrol immediately rushed towards the molten spots and used all kinds of supernatural powers and magic to eliminate them. Unfortunately, the latter were really stubborn and the efficiency of elimination was quite low. If they were touched carelessly, they would immediately burst into flames and no matter how much they struggled, they would turn into a wisp of green smoke and ashes in an instant.

After such a long and fierce battle, the battlefield situation is quite clear from a higher vantage point.

As the battle dragged on, even with the support of the "man-made dragon vein" [Monitoring Network], Feng Lian gradually found himself stretched thin in the face of the True Spirit "Hongyuan Tianchi's" all-consuming and ever-increasing power.

It seemed that flames were raging everywhere. As soon as one fire was extinguished, a second and a third would suddenly appear. The Heavenly Throne was no longer as majestic and sacred as it once was, and it showed signs of weakness.

"—The methods are varied!"

The fierce battle continued, with dozens of exchanges taking place every second. In the fleeting intervals between offense and defense, Song Shi's voice, like an extremely sharp arrow, struck Feng Lian, who sat atop the Heavenly Throne.

"A jack of all trades, master of none; they don't even have a single, decisive move?!"

Feng Lian's face was illuminated by the flickering flames that filled the mountains and fields. Despite the imminent collapse, he remained indifferent, maintaining his initial calm demeanor.

"The Emperor's sword encompasses the four barbarians, is bound by the four seasons, is governed by the five elements, and is judged by punishment and virtue. It cuts through the floating clouds above and severs the earth's boundaries below. Once this sword is used, it will bring order to the feudal lords, and the world will submit."

"The sword of a feudal lord is unparalleled in its power; its height is unmatched, its depth is unparalleled, and its movement is unstoppable. When this sword is used, it is like the thunder's roar; within its borders, none will fail to submit and obey the lord's commands. As for your so-called 'one-hammer-decisive' killing move, it is nothing more than the sword of a commoner. A man with disheveled hair, a drooping crown, a long tassel, and a short-sleeved robe, glaring and speaking with difficulty. If he were to clash with a commoner, he would sever the neck and collar, or rip out the liver and lungs—no different from a cockfight. Once dead, how could he be of any use in state affairs?"

Song Shi laughed heartily: "If you can't come up with anything new, you'll have to take your Emperor's Sword to your funeral!"

Feng Lian remained silent, raising the Humanity Sword high and continuing to command the endless stream of immortals and gods in their attacks. In the early and middle stages of the battle, these immortals and gods, through their combined efforts, were still able to inflict some significant damage on Song Shi.

But as the battle progressed, with the successive activation of "Hongyuan Tianchi" and "Xianshi," the number of immortals and gods dwindled while the flames protecting Song Shi multiplied, making it increasingly difficult for the former to inflict effective damage.

Seeing that Feng Liantai remained unmoved even as Mount Tai collapsed before him, Song Shi was too lazy to say anything more—if this really was the other party's limit.

Then let "Juntian Divine Palace" die here without uttering a sound!

Clang!
A crisp ringing sound rang out, followed by an explosion of azure-blue sword light that drew a beautiful galaxy in the deep sky—the work of some unknown sword immortal.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light that streaked across the sky at high speed collided with the sea of ​​flames that blotted out the heavens and the earth. The sharpness of the immortal sword, which should have been invincible and unbreakable, was like an egg hitting a stone, and it was shattered on the spot.

--Um?

Song Shi reacted incredibly quickly, realizing the change almost instantly: the sword light was weaker than expected. His own prediction was clearly correct, so the weakened target was Feng Lian!
He looked up sharply and saw that in the distance, on the imperial palace, the Humanity Sword in Feng Lian's hand suddenly darkened. In a fleeting glance, the golden patterns on it seemed to have a poor signal, becoming dim and uncertain.

The golden patterns were formed from the "artificial dragon vein." As it stands, well, the others' movements were slower than expected, but it seems they still successfully achieved their objective, so the slowness or slowness is no longer a big deal.

The thought abruptly stopped, and Song Shi looked at Feng Lian, noticing that the president of the Eastern Continent Republic's expression had turned ugly for the first time. It was the first time he had ever shown such an expression in all this time, after the two sides had been locked in a deadly battle!

Ke Fenglian has control over the [Surveillance Network], and he knew a long time ago that a group of commando suicide squads had sprung up to the mainland and were killing high-ranking members of aristocratic families. He should have been mentally prepared, and even if they succeeded one after another, he should never have shown such an expression.

Suddenly realizing something, Song Shi disregarded the current battle situation and abruptly looked towards Terra. Before the two True Spirits locked in a life-or-death struggle, an entire planet seemed insignificant.

But when Song Shi shifted his attention from the offense and defense back to Terra, he finally saw it.

"No wonder. No wonder. No wonder you weren't surprised at first."

Feng Lian's gaze was also fixed on the same spot that Song Shi was looking at.

The sword of humanity was gripped very, very tightly.

"It's a revelation, isn't it! You knew in advance that a calamity was about to befall the aristocratic families, so you warned them beforehand!"

Song Shi covered his forehead, his pupils gleaming with a chilling molten gold.

"These people, in order to protect themselves, secretly called back their own experts from the front lines! If one does this, and everyone does it, a thousand-mile dike will be breached by an ant infestation! Now the Vanpusta Empire has seen through their weakness and directly attacked them!"

(End of this chapter)