Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

The news that Lin Xuan had annihilated a million-strong vanguard fleet with a single word was like a soul storm sweeping across the starry sky, crashing into the massive main force of the anti-rebel coalition at a speed far exceeding the speed of light.

At first, it was unbelievable. "Impossible! A million warships, many commanded by Nascent Soul cultivators, how could they crumble at the first touch?"

"Lin Xuan must have used some trickery, or perhaps he borrowed the power of the Netherworld's Evil Domain!"

"Black Fiend Old Demon? That good-for-nothing must be exaggerating to exonerate himself!"

Doubt, anger, and a hint of unease that was forcibly suppressed permeated the various factions within the coalition.

The small and medium-sized sects that share the same origin as the vanguard fleet, or those that have always maintained a wait-and-see attitude, are particularly restless.

However, as more fragmented information from different survivors came together, especially when the disheveled image of the Black Demon Lord, whose Dao heart had almost collapsed and who was incoherent, was made public, the atmosphere within the allied forces suddenly became heavy.

A single word can determine the fate of a million warships! This cannot be explained by "tricks"; it is absolute control over the rules and power! It is a method that can make any cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage feel despair!

Panic, like an invisible plague, began to quietly spread among some small and medium-sized sects and independent cultivation groups.

The burning greed was mostly extinguished by the cold reality.

Many people began to secretly consider whether it was worth risking their lives in this eerie Shattered Star Corridor for that elusive reward from the Celestial Court.

The three Nascent Soul stage masters naturally received the news as well. Inside the command ship of the Immortal Slaughterer, the atmosphere was oppressive. The Xuanming Ancestor's face was ashen, and an uncontrollable chill emanated from his body, causing thick frost to condense on the metal bulkheads.

The silver-haired man, who was actually the Howling Moon Wolf, had blood-red light flashing violently in his pupils, and a low, suppressed roar of rage came from his throat.

Although the Golden Pond Arhat still maintained his dignified appearance, the fingers that were twisting the prayer beads increased the frequency slightly.

"This child... is more troublesome than I expected." The Xuanming Ancestor's voice was icy. "His ability to make his words law is truly terrifying!"

"Hmph! He's only relying on the bizarre rules! In close combat, I'll take his head within three moves!" Howling Moon Wolf growled, but his tone lacked some of its previous absolute confidence. "Amitabha," Golden Pool Arhat chanted a Buddhist prayer, "This fiend is ruthless and undermines morale; he cannot be allowed to linger. We must act swiftly and decisively, before he causes further damage, and work together to kill him!"

Despite their shock, the three Nascent Soul cultivators did not back down. At their level, their Dao hearts were firm, and they knew that Lin Xuan's methods must have limits or consume a great deal of energy, and could never be used indefinitely.

Moreover, their main force is still intact, the foundation of the allied forces remains undamaged, and they still hold an absolute advantage.

However, the overall pace of the coalition's advance unconsciously slowed down.

In particular, the smaller forces began to become hesitant and timid, no longer daring to advance as recklessly as the vanguard, and even showing signs of breaking away from the main force and pausing.

Just as the morale of the allied forces was being dampened and their hearts were wavering, Lin Xuan's next move was about to begin!

He did not passively wait for the allied forces to adjust, but chose to take the initiative! His target was those sects in the allied forces that had been the most vocal and vocal, but were now beginning to waver and try to preserve their strength!

The Seven Kill Demon Sect was one of them. The cultivators of this sect practiced the Demonic Art of Slaughter and were violent in nature. They were known for their arrogance in the allied forces. After the vanguard was destroyed, their sect leader, "Seven Kill Demon Lord," although he still clamored to annihilate the Netherworld, had secretly ordered his fleet to slow down and land on the flank of the allied forces.

On this day, the Seven Killings Demon Sect's fleet was cautiously navigating through a dense belt of star debris, attempting to conceal its presence using the complex environment.

Suddenly! The void ahead distorted, and a figure in a black robe silently appeared, blocking the way. It was Lin Xuan!

He stood alone, facing hundreds of thousands of demonic cultivators and thousands of ferocious demonic ships from the Seven Kill Demon Sect! "Lin Xuan!!" The Seven Kill Demon Lord was both shocked and enraged. His voice, transmitted through the magic array, carried a hint of bravado masking his inner weakness, "You dare come alone to your death! Form the Seven Kill Immortal Slaughtering Array and crush him for me!"

Although the demonic cultivators were afraid, under the sect leader's orders, they still gritted their teeth, urged the warships to draw demonic runes, and attempted to form an array.

However, Lin Xuan gave them no chance. His eyes were icy as he swept over the surging demonic energy and fleet of ships, as if looking at a flock of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He didn't even bother to use his large-scale incantation; he simply pointed his fingers like a sword and made a light slash across the air towards the flagship where the Seven Kill Demon Lord was located. He uttered two words: "Decapitation."

Words become law, precise sniping!

There was no dazzling light, no clash of energies. The moment those two words were uttered, the Seven Kill Demon Lord, who was far away under the protection of numerous demonic ships and possessed a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, suddenly froze on his ferocious expression!

The next moment, his head, covered in demonic armor, was severed cleanly from the neck without warning! Before the demonic blood that shot into the sky could even drip down, the demonic infant within was completely annihilated by an invisible force of judgment!

The sect leader... has fallen! His death was so sudden, so bizarre! "Sect leader!!" "Demon Lord!!" The Seven Kill Demon Sect fleet was instantly thrown into chaos! All the demon cultivators were terrified, their morale collapsing in an instant!

Lin Xuan did not stop. His figure flickered like a ghost in the starry sky. Each time he appeared, he would point a finger at the core of a demonic ship or a Nascent Soul stage elder of the Demonic Sect and utter a word: "Incinerate." "Collapse." "Desolate."

His words carried the weight of law, his pronouncements determined life and death! Wherever he pointed, whether it was the most sturdy demonic ship or a highly skilled elder, they all instantly transformed into fireballs, disintegrated, or vanished into nothingness in various inconceivable ways!

He was like a grim reaper walking among the stars, carrying out a one-sided massacre in the coldest and most efficient way! There was no fierce confrontation, no dazzling magical clashes, only absolute rule crushing and the horror of lives being harvested like grass!

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the once arrogant and invincible Seven Kill Demon Sect fleet was completely annihilated! In the starry sky, only countless burning wreckages of demonic ships and floating corpses of demonic cultivators remained, the thick stench of blood and demonic energy mingling together, making one want to vomit.

Lin Xuan hovered in the center of this deathly star field, his black robes fluttering, spotless. His gaze was icy as he swept across the surrounding void, as if declaring to all the divine senses that were peering into this place:

"This is the consequence of opposing me!" "Those who obstruct my path will be annihilated, body and soul!"

The sound was not loud, but it was like ancient ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, piercing through the void and clearly imprinted on the souls of every allied cultivator who observed this scene through magic!

Ruthless! Iron-blooded! Decisive in killing!

Having done all this, Lin Xuan didn't linger. With a flicker, he disappeared.

However, the impact of his iron-fisted act of establishing his authority was like a devastating starburst, spreading rapidly throughout the Allied Forces!

Panic completely overwhelmed greed! "The Seven Kill Demon Sect... just like that, gone?" "Even the Demon Lord was beheaded with a single word... if we go up there, aren't we just throwing our lives away?" "This Lin Xuan is not someone we can afford to offend! The Celestial Court's rewards are tempting, but you have to be alive to take them!" "Retreat! Retreat quickly! We can't get involved in this mess!"

In an instant, the already wavering smaller forces within the allied forces could no longer contain themselves. They turned their ships around, disregarding the prohibitions of the three Nascent Soul cultivators, and fled this death star field in panic, scattering like birds and beasts! Even some peripheral forces belonging to the three giants began to desert.

Before the main force of the allied forces had even officially engaged in battle with Lin Xuan, their morale had plummeted, their fighting spirit was low, and their strength had been reduced by nearly 30%!

With the destruction of the Seven Kill Demon Sect, Lin Xuan declared his power and will to all the worlds in the most direct and bloody way!

Establish your authority in the starry sky, and awe all living beings!