I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Inside the temporary base, Shen Tian's gaze seemed to pierce through hundreds of kilometers of space.

Shen Tian's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he was preparing to personally give chase.

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At that very moment, deep within Shen Tian's sea of ​​consciousness, the True Meaning of Void Insight suddenly erupted with dazzling light.

The flow of time around us seemed to become incredibly viscous at this moment.

A chilling feeling, like being stared at by a venomous snake, shot up his spine and straight to the back of his head.

Space was infinitely deconstructed in his vision, transforming into countless interwoven silver threads.

At the end of those threads representing the retreat trajectory of the Purple Spirit Clan starships, a dense, impenetrable crimson light lingered.

This phenomenon lasted only three seconds before quickly dissipating.

It was as if it were just an illusion.

But in Shen Tian's heart, alarm bells were ringing.

This is a sign emanating from the profound and subtle meaning of the Void.

Danger!

Moreover, it was a huge threat that could directly threaten his life.

Shen Tian is now clad in the top-grade Dao weapon Black Dragon Demon Armor, wielding the top-grade Dao weapon Divine Punishment, and possesses various martial arts essences and orange talents. He dares to confront ordinary eighth-level experts head-on.

The fact that the Void Insight could issue such a strong warning means that what's hidden in those fifty starships in the sky is definitely not simple!

The Purple Spirit Clan's expedition was a fierce attempt to flatten Jiangcheng.

In reality, they came specifically to target Shen Tian himself.

His goal was revenge.

Since they came seeking revenge, they must have made ample preparations to target me.

In the Black Abyss Rift, the ambush by two seventh-tier combat-powered puppets, along with Chen Yuan and his companions, made them no match for him.

Xu Daozhen and the Zi Ling Clan must both know this information.

So what kind of preparations will they make for revenge?

It's at least at the eighth tier of combat power.

But the answer is already quite obvious if it can make the True Meaning of Penetrating Emptiness sense danger.

Ninth-tier combat power!

As long as he shows himself to pursue, he will surely be met with the ultimate trump card prepared by the Purple Spirit Clan.

At the same time, ten thousand meters above the ground.

Inside the main ship's command center.

Will he come?

Monsa's voice was harsh.

It's true that they were defeated in this battle, and it's also true that they wanted to ambush Shen Tian while fleeing.

Deep inside the command center, the thick purple mist churned violently.

"He will definitely come."

Ancient Nightmare's voice was chilling beyond words.

"Young people are easily blinded by victory. He just annihilated our 100,000-strong army with a bizarre tactic, and this is when he is at his peak of confidence and arrogance."

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the stratospheric gales cut through the dark purple hull of the starship like blades.

Inside the command room, the dense purple mist that Gu Yan had transformed into churned violently, and the ninth-order mental pressure it emitted caused a thin layer of frost to form in the surrounding air.

Monsa stared at the shrinking outline of Jiangcheng on the screen, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

"Lord Ancient Nightmare, if he really catches up, what are our chances of stopping him?"

"100%".

As soon as he said that, a violent ripple suddenly appeared in the center of the command room.

A black hole, exuding a suffocating and oppressive aura, slowly took shape.

"As long as that little beast dares to step into this airspace, I will immediately break the seal of the subspace and release my natal puppet."

Gu Yan's voice was filled with absolute confidence.

"If he dares to show his face, you and I, together with this ninth-tier natal puppet, will ensure he doesn't return alive!"

Upon hearing this, the fear in Monsa's eyes was instantly replaced by a fanatical killing intent.

A ninth-tier natal puppet, combined with his peak eighth-tier combat power.

With such a terrifying lineup, let alone a seventeen-year-old human boy, even Xu Daozhen from the Longjing Tian Shu Bureau would be in serious trouble.

"Then let him come!"

Monsa stared intently at the radar scanner.

"I will personally crush his bones inch by inch to commemorate our fallen soldiers!"

The two held their breath, reducing the starship's speed to a minimum, like venomous snakes lurking in the deep sea, quietly waiting for their prey to take the bait.

"All troops, listen to my command!"

"Cease the pursuit."

Upon hearing this order, Lin Qingyi was taken aback.

The five thousand warriors of the Po Jun Division also stopped in their tracks, a look of astonishment flashing across their faces as their blood surged.

In their subconscious, Boss Shen has always been someone who eliminates problems completely.

Today, these alien races have been beaten into a rout, so why not just chase after them and take down those fifty transport ships as well?

But due to their blind trust in Shen Tian, ​​no one felt that anything was wrong.

In short.

There must be a reason why Boss Shen did this!

"Pass on my order: immediately summon the Skyworks Division and the Logistics Department. Bring all available transport vehicles here."

"The 100,000 Purple Spirit Clan puppet wreckages on the ground, the more than 10,000 corpses of psychic masters, and the portable signal amplifiers they carried—pack them all up and transport them back to Jiangcheng!"

"This is a package delivered directly to our door by the Purple Spirit Clan. How can we not sign for it after all their hard work?"

Shen Tian finished speaking.

Afei and the others exchanged a smile.

Sure enough, it's still Boss Shen's style!

It's that familiar stage of ransacking homes again!

Although the Purple Spirit Clan's puppets were blown to bits, the extraordinary metals, spirit runes, and resources carried by those high-level mind masters used to create them were of immeasurable value.

"Guys! Let's get to work!"

Afei roared excitedly, slung his longbow over his back, and charged toward a killing golem that was now only half its body.

He grabbed the puppet's two-ton mechanical leg with both hands, and his violent blood energy suddenly erupted.

With a sickening metallic tearing sound, he ripped the mechanical leg off and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

Reggae took an even more direct and brutal approach, using his tower shield as a shovel to frantically rummage through the scorched earth pit for the scattered purple crystals and energy cores.

Rumbling--

In less than twenty minutes, hundreds of heavy transport vehicles roared in from the direction of the Jiangcheng defense line.

Chu Feng personally led thousands of puppets to the scene.

Looking at the mountain of dark purple metal debris piled up on the ground, the young man from the Heavenly Crafts Bureau trembled with excitement.

"We're rich...we're really rich this time!"

Chu Feng stroked a piece of armor plate that was still warm to the touch, his eyes shining.

The puppet's mechanical arms spun wildly, loading piles of scrap metal onto transport vehicles.

The warriors of the Po Jun Division were like a swarm of greedy locusts, scavenging the battlefield within a five-kilometer radius.

What was originally a brutal battlefield has been transformed into a bustling, large-scale waste recycling station.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ten thousand meters above the ground, the atmosphere in the starship's command center grew increasingly oppressive.

Monsa stared intently at the radar scanner.

It's been half an hour.

The radar screen was empty; no high-energy signals were approaching.

"What's going on? Why isn't he here yet!"

Monsa was restless and anxious.

"Pull up the ground surveillance footage."

The screen flickered, and the high-resolution camera locked onto the battlefield in the occupied Jiangcheng area.

When the image was clearly presented to the two of them.

On the screen, there were no pursuers ready to pounce, nor was there the menacing Shen Tian.

There were only densely packed heavy transport vehicles and hordes of human engineering golems.

Those human warriors were like middle-aged women grabbing discounted vegetables at a market, carrying the remains of their 100,000 killing puppets piece by piece and pile by pile onto the truck.

There was even a burly human man squatting in a pit, chopping off the head of a high-ranking spirit master of the Purple Spirit Clan, just to remove the crystal embedded in his helmet.

"These...these despicable humans!"

Monsa was so angry he was trembling.

He felt like his lungs were about to explode.

They had set up a deadly trap here, even bringing out their own natal puppets, just waiting for the enemy to walk right into their trap.

As it turned out, the other party didn't play by the rules at all. Instead of chasing after them, they were happily picking up the junk they left behind!

This feeling is like punching cotton with all your might, so frustrating it makes you want to vomit blood.

"Shen Tian! You despicable scoundrel!"

on the ground.

The last heavy transport vehicle, fully loaded with metal debris, slowly started moving.

Shen Tian stood at the entrance of the temporary base, watching the convoy heading towards Jiangcheng.

Chu Feng ran over, his face flushed.

"Shen, the battlefield has been cleared. A rough estimate suggests that the materials brought back this time are enough for the Heavenly Crafts Bureau to build another ten thousand heavy fortresses!"