High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Harros was astonished to find that the bio-energy he had pushed to its limit within his body had all solidified and become uncontrollable in the face of this one finger!

Then, he saw the barely perceptible purplish-gold hue at Su Jie's fingertip, a hue that sent shivers down his spine.

"No...!" Harros only had time for a desperate thought to flash through his mind.

"laugh--"

A soft sound, like a red-hot iron needle piercing grease.

Su Jie's sword finger touched Haros's brow, which was covered by a thick armor.

The purple-gold armor between Harros's brows, powerful enough to withstand a full-force attack from an ordinary World Realm expert, melted away silently, leaving a small, finger-sized hole, like ice and snow under the sunlight.

The edges of the circular hole were as smooth as a mirror, and through the hole, one could see the Zerg brain, which pulsated slightly and glowed with a purple light.

A highly refined purple-gold sword aura had already entered the round hole, and then...

Stir gently.

Harros's massive body convulsed violently, and the light in his compound eyes dimmed and went out as quickly as a light bulb losing power.

The six pairs of insect wings on his back drooped limply, and the raised twin blades fell to the ground with a clatter. The light on his purple-gold armor instantly went out, becoming dim and lifeless.

Haros, captain of the Zerg Seventh Defense Force, died.

Similarly, the Soul-Devouring Bead trembled slightly, and a wisp of gray remnant soul, much more solid than before, was extracted and sucked into the bead with a mournful cry.

[The Soul-Devouring Bead absorbed a wisp of remnant eighth-tier early-stage Saint Soul, converting and storing it as 2000 million points of standard soul energy. Current storage: 59.2 points]

"The captain...is dead?"

"Killed...killed with a single finger?"

The remaining forty-odd Zerg warriors, however, knew nothing of fear and continued their relentless attack.

However, Su Jie merely focused his gaze, and dozens of pale golden holy soul thorns silently shot out.

Puff puff……

With a series of soft sounds, all the Zerg warriors froze simultaneously, the light in their compound eyes instantly extinguished.

The next second, they all fell to the ground like statues that had been toppled.

[Soul-Devouring Bead... Current Storage: 60 points]

Su Jie didn't even glance at the corpses. He went straight to Haros' headless body and took the purple armor plate and two bone blades.

"The materials are alright. I'll melt them down and use them to feed the sword embryo." He casually put them into his ring.

Su Jie sped towards the Myriad Laws Heavenly Pool, where the radiant light soared into the sky and the sounds of battle shook the heavens, while asking himself questions with great interest:

"System, to be honest, did you come with a 'Zerg aversion module' pre-installed in your factory settings? Did some Zerg hack into your database and eat it up before?"

The system was silent for a moment.

[Host, your permissions are insufficient. Please improve your cultivation level as soon as possible.] The system's electronic voice was calm and even.

"Tsk, got it." Su Jie's lips curled into a smile.

"You just think they're dirty, noisy, and an eyesore, huh? Fine, from now on, I'll take them all down, leaving no trace, so you won't have to see them and be bothered."

[…High-energy conflict detected ahead. Please concentrate.] The system notification sound seemed to be 0.01 seconds faster than usual.

Su Jie chuckled, stopped teasing the system, and increased his speed again, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the sky, heading straight for the battlefield where the sounds of battle were deafening and the glow of the sunset and the light of blood were intertwined.

He could sense that the battle ahead was intense.

Fellow Daoists, it seems things aren't looking good.

No problem, the enthusiastic disciple Su Jie, along with his "especially clean" system, came to help clean.

When Su Jie arrived at the edge of the rift valley, he saw the Dao Clan's defensive line teetering on the brink of collapse.

The Starlight Array, composed of tens of thousands of Daoist disciples, has developed cracks in many places under the onslaught of the more than 300,000 alien allied forces.

Their formation was compressed, forcing them to retreat to the high cliff at the entrance of Tianchi Lake, where they stood against the colorful sunset for a final stand.

Chu Qingli, Chen Xuan, and the other seven core disciples were each entangled by several powerful alien beings of the same level, unable to break free, and even slightly at a disadvantage.

The poisonous tides of the Zerg, the brute force attacks of the Ancient Demon Clan, the harassment of the Soul Clan's soul shadows, the curses and ambushes of the Sky Eclipse Clan, along with various attacks from other vassal races, left the Dao Clan disciples exhausted.

People are getting injured every moment, and the light of the Starlight Array is dimming at a visible speed.

"Hold on! The laws governing the entrance to the secret realm will stabilize in half an hour!"

Chu Qingli's clear, cold voice, tinged with a hint of hoarseness, echoed across the battlefield. In her hand, a long sword called Autumn Water slashed out countless ice lotuses, temporarily forcing back two ancient demon clan leaders.

But a silent shadow swept across her shoulder, leaving a trail of blood, and her face paled even more.

"Hahaha! Fairy Chu, why struggle so hard?" Lilith of the Zerg laughed, and with a wave of her hand, a large number of purple poisonous insects flew out, corroding the starlight barrier.

"Look, you have fewer and fewer fellow disciples. Why don't you surrender? I'll plead with the Queen Mother to take you as my concubine, what do you say?"

"Bullshit!" Chen Xuan roared, his Purple Cloud Sword light flashing like a dragon, cleaving through a wave of poisonous insects. However, it was grazed by a Soul-Eating Curse from the Heavenly Eclipse Clan's nightmare, causing him to groan and bleed from the corner of his mouth. "Dao Clan disciples, we'd rather die than surrender!"

"You've got some tough bones." Soul Clan member You Wuyai sneered, his hands forming a hand seal. More wailing soul shadows crawled out of the gray mist. "Let's see how long you can hold out!"

The ancient demon clan member Tuoba Kuang laughed wildly, transforming into a giant bear once more. He gathered blood energy in his fists and slammed them fiercely towards the weakest point of the starlight array: "Break it for me!"

boom!

The great formation shook violently, and more than a dozen Daoist disciples in that area coughed up blood and flew backward. A noticeable dent appeared in the starlight barrier, and cracks spread.

"Finish it! Quickly!" Li Daoyi shouted urgently, leading a group of disciples to rush over, but they were immediately entangled by the swarming insectoids and shadow races.

Anxiety began to spread among some of the Daoist disciples.

The disparity in numbers between the enemy and ourselves is too great, as is the difference in strength.

The opposing side has more than a dozen experts who are at the same level as Chu Qingli and her group!

"Could it really be that today..."

Just as Tuoba Kuang was grinning maliciously, preparing to throw another punch to completely shatter the barrier, Lilith commanded the poisonous insects to prepare to swarm in through the gap.

As You Wuyai and Nightmare concentrated their soul spells and curses, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the core disciple of the Dao Clan.

A voice, tinged with both helplessness and a touch of irony, clearly echoed throughout every corner of the battlefield:

"Tsk tsk, so many trash ganging up on each other, isn't that a bit much?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it eerily drowned out the deafening shouts, energy explosions, and screams, clearly reaching the ears of all living beings.

Both sides were taken aback.

Countless eyes turned towards the source of the sound.

On the flank of the battlefield, atop a relatively intact cliff, a person had appeared out of nowhere.

He wore a green robe, had black hair, and stood tall and straight. He looked ordinary, even somewhat "unremarkable".

He stood there casually, his hands in his sleeves, looking down at the brutal battlefield with a subtle expression on his face, as if he were watching a street brawl.