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

"Watch out!" Chu Qingli exclaimed instinctively.

Su Jie didn't even glance at Tuoba Kuang who was rushing towards him; his gaze fell on You Wuyai of the Soul Clan.

"Playing with souls? What a coincidence, I know a little bit about it too."

A flash of chaos and purple-gold light appeared in his eyes.

Hongmeng Soul-Slaying Sword Eye!

You Wuyai, who was gathering soul techniques to try to interfere with Su Jie, felt an indescribable sharpness and majestic heavenly might directly pierce through the layers of soul power defense he had set up, and slammed hard into the source of his divine soul!

"ah--!!!"

You Wuyai let out a shrill scream that was inhuman, and gray mist-like soul blood spurted from all seven orifices at the same time. He then rolled around, clutching his head.

The soul shadows swirling around it instantly dissipated by more than half, and its aura rapidly weakened. If it weren't for the powerful treasure protecting it, this attack would have killed it!

At the same time, Tuoba Kuang's giant bear charge arrived.

Su Jie finally moved.

He stepped back half a step with his left foot, tucked his right fist to his waist, and with a simple punch, unleashed a powerful blow.

There was no dazzling light, no complex Dao patterns, only pure, extreme power compressed onto the fist.

As the fist was thrown, space groaned under its strain. A faint black trail was left in the path of the fist, a trace of space being briefly torn apart.

"Thump—!!!"

Su Jie's fist, which seemed incredibly small compared to the giant bear's body, clashed violently with Tuoba Kuang's bear paw, which was larger than a house and covered with thick blood energy and rock armor!

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

next moment.

"Crack—Boom—!!!"

The sickening sound of bones shattering, mixed with the muffled thud of flesh exploding, erupted with a deafening roar!

Tuoba Kuang's giant bear right paw, which was strong enough to withstand attacks from the World Realm, along with his entire right arm, was crushed like tofu by a 10,000-ton water press under Su Jie's fist. Starting from the fist, it shattered, twisted, and exploded piece by piece!

Shattered bones, flesh, and fragments of rock armor, mixed with Tuoba Kuang's incredulous roar of pain, shot backward!

The immense impact sent Tuoba Kuang's mountain-like body flying uncontrollably backward, crashing into a large number of ancient demons and vassal races who couldn't dodge in time.

It plowed a deep trench in the ground, finally crashing into a hill, sending dust billowing into the sky; its fate remains unknown.

With one punch, he crippled the arm of the ancient demon prince and sent him flying!

Su Jie withdrew his fist, shook his wrist, and muttered, "He's pretty strong; my hand is a little numb from the impact."

Everyone: "..."

Strength... you're quite strong? You call this a little numb? Tuoba Kuang's arm is a bloody pulp!

"A monster...a monster!"

"Run!"

The remaining allied forces of the alien races finally collapsed completely.

The Zerg were wiped out in an instant, the Soul Clan's divine son clutched his head and screamed in agony, losing all fighting ability, and the Ancient Demon Clan's prince was blasted away by a single punch, his fate unknown... What's the point of fighting now!

It's unclear who shouted "Run!" first, but the more than 200,000 alien allied troops instantly scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing for their lives in all directions, wishing they had more legs. The scene was utterly chaotic.

The Daoist disciples watched as their enemies, who had been so aggressive and determined to wipe them out, crumbled in the blink of an eye and fled in panic. They all felt as if they were dreaming.

Chu Qingli took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and solemnly clasped her hands in a fist salute towards Su Jie on the cliff:

"On behalf of all fellow Daoist disciples, Chu Qingli of the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Sect expresses her gratitude to you for saving my life! May I ask your esteemed name?"

Su Jie gracefully descended from the cliff and arrived in front of Chu Qingli and the others, smiling: "Su Jie of the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Sect."

"Su Jie?!"

"You're Su Jie?!"

"That new top-ranked cultivator in the Purple Cloud Battle Tower's Weaving Realm? The newly accepted personal disciple of Daoist Lichen?"

Chen Xuan, Li Daoyi, Ling Jue, and the others exclaimed in surprise almost simultaneously, their gazes toward Su Jie completely changing.

Shock, realization, admiration, and a touch of disbelief—a complex mix of emotions.

No wonder he possesses such terrifying Soul Dao cultivation! No wonder he could cripple Emperor Jiuxiao with a single glance! It was him all along!

Chu Qingli's beautiful eyes widened, then she smiled, her smile as radiant as melting snow: "So it's Junior Brother! I should have known. Besides you, which other Weaving Technique Realm cultivator could possess such astonishing skills?"

"Senior Sister Chu, you flatter me." Su Jie waved his hand and looked at You Wuyai, who was still screaming in pain with his head in his hands and whose soul power was fluctuating wildly.

And there was Tuoba Kuang, who had fallen silent in the distant hills, and the pale-faced Nightmare of the Sky Eclipse Clan, who was quietly retreating.

"What should we do with these?" Su Jie asked.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes: "Kill them! As a warning to others!"

Su Jie nodded: "That makes sense."

He looked at the nightmare trying to escape.

Nightmare noticed Su Jie's gaze, his body stiffened, and he whirled around, revealing half of his pale, distorted face beneath his black robe: "You... what do you want? I am a member of the Heavenly Eclipse Clan..."

"I know." Su Jie interrupted her, then looked up again.

Nightmare screamed, and thick black mist erupted from its body, with countless curse runes appearing in an attempt to resist.

However, all of this was in vain in the face of an absolute difference in soul power.

The Soul-Slaying Sword Intent ignored the cursed black mist and pierced precisely.

The nightmare's screams abruptly ceased, and the body beneath the black robe collapsed limply to the ground, lifeless.

Next was You Wuyai, and Su Jie finished him off with a single blow, completely severing his life force.

Finally, there was Tuoba Kuang in the hills. Su Jie shattered his heart with a palm strike from a distance.

[The Soul-Devouring Bead has absorbed three strands of remnant eighth-tier Saint Souls... Current Storage: 2103 million points]

The system prompted me to silently complete the process.

Su Jie nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Chu Qingli: "Senior Sister Chu, how long until the entrance becomes stable?"

Chu Qingli glanced at the increasingly intense seven-colored glow in the rift valley and the thirty-six gradually solidifying pillars of light reaching the sky, and said, "At most a quarter of an hour."

"Very good." Su Jie turned around and looked in the direction where the alien coalition forces were fleeing. There was billowing smoke and dust, and he could vaguely see some slow-moving figures.

Su Jie's lips curled into a smile. "A quarter of an hour is enough to do a lot of things."

He turned to Chu Qingli and the others and said, "Senior Sister Chu, please guard the entrance. I'll be leaving for a bit."

"Junior brother, where are you going?" Chu Qingli was taken aback.

"Go collect some 'cleaning fee'," Su Jie said with an innocent smile. "After all, I've been so enthusiastic about helping clean up the battlefield, I should get some errand fee, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Jie's Holy Soul split into countless forms, picking up the storage rings from the corpses. Then, his figure transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the direction where the fleeing alien army was most concentrated, at an astonishing speed.

Chu Qingli, Chen Xuan, and the others were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Cleaning fee?" Li Daoyi's lips twitched.

"A delivery fee?" Chen Xuan asked with a strange expression.

"He wouldn't be thinking of..." Fairy Yunmiao covered her mouth.

Looking in the direction where Su Jie disappeared, Ji Miezi said quietly, "I think the four races' remaining forces in Blackrock Fortress are probably in big trouble."

Everyone fell silent, then looked up at the distant horizon, a hint of... sympathy unconsciously appearing in their eyes.