Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

In this earth-shattering battle, they were no different from dragonflies flapping their wings in the raging storm—small, yet resilient.

Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked; tsunamis surged.

The entire planet's landscape was completely reshaped in the aftermath of the battle.

Mountains have been flattened, oceans have become rift valleys, and any star inhabited by life is now a purgatory.

Fortunately, this was just a desolate dead star that Sudatta had specially chosen to hide the true form of his roots.

Time passed, and this intense war of attrition finally began to show signs of fatigue.

The wounds on Qi Zhimu's body that could have healed instantly now take two or three seconds to regenerate.

Its aura suddenly weakened slightly, but its immense vitality remained as deep and unfathomable as a vast ocean.

This is the chasm between mortals and messengers.

Even with the forbidden techniques and the plunder of countless powers, he was still powerless in the face of a true Star God Envoy.

"What? You're already struggling?"

He suddenly and keenly sensed his opponent's decline and couldn't help but smile.

"I have said that all your choices are in vain. No matter how much abundance and blessing you plunder, you cannot change your weak nature."

"Qi Zhimu, look at yourself now. Was it worth it to transform yourself like this just to kill me?"

"Give up, come into my arms, and I will grant you true perfection, free from pain and weariness..."

Qi Zhimu ignored His chatter.

The bloody hole that had pierced his chest was already visibly healing, but the killing intent in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

"Lord Chimu!"

The Mianxue sisters spoke in unison.

Qi Zhimu paused for a moment, met their determined gazes, a fleeting struggle crossed his mind, and then he closed his eyes.

The lack of refusal was tantamount to consent. Seeing this, they exchanged a smile, a smile both poignant and resolute.

Without hesitation, he began to form hand seals, activating the final forbidden technique of the Free Body Technique.

They sacrifice their own flesh, soul, memories, and even their very existence, merging without reservation into another person's body and pushing that person's power to its limit.

"Goodbye, Lord Zhimu..."

With a final, lingering whisper, their bodies instantly disintegrated.

Two dazzling crimson beams pierced the dim sky, resolutely traversing spatial distances and crashing directly into Qi Zhimu's battered body.

In an instant, an unprecedentedly terrifying aura erupted from Qi Zhimu.

Ancient and desolate, carrying an oppressive aura that transcends all living beings.

The wounds on the body surface are slowly healing and returning to normal, and amazing changes are beginning to occur in the body.

Layers of black keratin peel off, revealing soft, white skin.

Countless vibrant green leaves sprouted from the pores, then vanished, turning into emerald fluorescence, bringing about unknown changes.

Only those scarlet, savage eyes remained unchanged, their madness unwavering.

Suddenly, he was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

That aura… an aura that made even its very soul tremble…

"...Jianmu?!"

He suddenly lost his voice, filled with disbelief, followed by ecstasy.

"Hahaha, you really have gone mad. Activating your Free Body is one thing, but you've even dared to covet the power of the Jianmu Tree, hoping to use it to contend with me?"

How is this any different from throwing meat buns at a dog?

Qi Zhimu slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with indifference.

He gently clenched his fist, feeling the vast power within his body.

The last trump card that Mianxue Qinghan gave her life for him was also one of the killing moves that the three of them had planned for a thousand years.

"In an instant."

Qi Zhimu's voice became somewhat ethereal, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow, but in reality, it was filled with murderous intent.

"This place will be where you fall today."

Before he finished speaking, the cyan fist wind had already pierced through the massive tree trunk, moving so fast that it was impossible to react.

Green vines quickly spread across the wound, frantically drawing on the fleeting life force to prevent its regeneration.

The situation reversed in an instant.

Mianxue and Qinghan willingly became vessels to bear the power of the Jianmu tree, and went to the abyss with him.

He will never let them down.

With the power of the Jianmu tree, Qi Zhimu's attacks plundered fleeting life force and converted it for his own use.

Suddenly, its proud regenerative ability proved no match for the power of the Jianmu tree; its body disintegrated, and its roots withered.

For the first time, fear truly descended upon the heart of this immortal and indestructible messenger of abundance.

If this continues, it will die...

You really can die!!

He was drained alive by a mere mortal who regarded him as an ant, using his most prized abundant power!

The reason why the Immortal Ship Alliance has been eyeing Jianmu for thousands of years is because Jianmu's blessing level is higher than the blessing it receives.

Its only advantage over Jianmu is that it possesses intelligence and can split into two.

As long as the roots remain, the other self can rise again, stronger each time, even if it dies countless times.

But now, a mere mortal has actually mastered this power...

"No...no!!!"

Suddenly, it let out a roar of resentment.

The great undertaking is not yet complete, it has not yet swallowed up the Jianmu tree, and it has not yet become truly immortal!

He cannot die here!

Suddenly, disregarding the cost, he frantically burned his remaining essence to send a unique signal to the distant starry sea, a signal that could only be used once.

The entire universe seemed to freeze for a moment at that instant.

An ineffable, grand will, capable of calming all the restlessness within, casts a glance across the sea of ​​stars.

A glance is made with pure, undifferentiated compassion.

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Qi Zhimu's thousand-year effort to enhance Si Luo's abilities and the imaginary isolation barrier set up by Mian Xue Qinghan were as fragile as bubbles under that gaze, shattering instantly.

……

At the same moment, the Luofu Immortal Boat.

The Cloud Cavalry fighting the monsters in the ruins, the Flying Warriors covering the evacuation of civilians, and even the elderly, women and children trembling in the refuge caves.

All those on the Immortal Ship who are blessed with longevity, no matter where they are or what they are doing, feel this at this moment.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking towards a certain direction deep within the sea of ​​stars.

That was a stirring from the depths of the soul.

On the battlefield, the Luofu defense line was already on the verge of complete collapse.

If Jingliu and the others hadn't arrived in time and fought desperately to stabilize the situation, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Even so, the situation became increasingly difficult.

But after that glance, a shocking scene unfolded.

Shu Hu, who was fighting Teng Xiao to the death, suddenly abandoned all his advantages without hesitation and disappeared from the spot in an instant, as if he was fleeing for his life.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Teng Xiao's eyes were filled with horror, and he shouted sharply.

His horror did not stem from the apothecary's descent of a glance, but from the intense imaginary fluctuations emanating from that direction.

Rank – Commander-level!

And that familiar fluctuation, he would never mistake it even if he died, originated from a sudden event.

The conversation that took place with Qi Zhimu a thousand years ago has actually come true.

It really does have roots! No wonder we've been unable to kill it completely.

In the instant that vanished, the aura rapidly overlapped and merged with the coordinates the pharmacist had glimpsed...

Despite being seriously wounded, his duty as a general did not allow him to escape so easily.

"Hold Luofu to the death! Until the remaining enemy forces are wiped out! No one is allowed to leave their post!"

Teng Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, left behind a military order, and disappeared from the spot in a flash of golden light, pursuing the enemy alone.

The bountiful coalition forces, which were launching a frenzied attack on Luofu, seemed to have been summoned by some force.

Aside from the wretched creatures trapped in the battle and unable to escape, most of them surged towards the direction where the apothecary's gaze descended.

The fierce battle to defend Luofu was rapidly shifted outwards in such a bizarre way.

ground.

Jingliu stood frozen in place, as if he had been immobilized by a spell.

Blood dripped continuously from the longsword in his hand, and his whole heart trembled violently.

Just now, as the pharmacist glanced at the place where it had descended, she caught a fleeting glimpse of another presence in that direction, along with an unforgettable aura.

It's Master!

Although it is mixed with a rich, foul stench, and has become violent and unfamiliar, she will never mistake the love she has been chasing for a thousand years.

Even though he had severed his master-disciple relationship with him, he was still his master.

It must be so, life after life!