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

boom!

The number representing the kill count instantly evaporated by 300,000.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and mighty force exploded directly deep within Shen Tian's brow.

In Shen Tian's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, the originally vast and boundless ocean of spiritual power seemed to have been hit by a meteorite.

A tsunami of spiritual energy surged into the sky, crashing against the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The energy, like a violent supernova, exploded in the center of the mind, turning into billions of silver-blue light spots.

These points of light merged into Shen Tian's original spiritual power.

Shen Tian sat cross-legged on the white marble plaza.

His mental energy began to surge violently.

Vast swaths of vaporized spiritual energy rose up, transforming into thick white mist, which gradually condensed into a liquid state.

With each boiling and compression, the quality and density of spiritual energy surge.

Droplets collide and merge under extreme compression.

The golden spiritual flame in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness floated quietly in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It gradually grows stronger in this process!

One hour later.

The spiritual flame suspended in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness had expanded to three times its original size, radiating a dazzling golden light.

"Seventh-grade spiritual power."

Shen Tian murmured to himself, his voice completely calm.

"Now, we can start working."

With a slight thought, his vast seventh-grade spiritual power surged forth from between his brows like a bursting dam, directly crashing into the ancient deity statue that stood ten thousand meters tall in front of him.

The world before our eyes has once again taken a turn for the worse.

When his gaze refocused, Shen Tian found himself once again standing in that directionless, boundless, pure white void.

Directly in front of him, 36,000 double-helix chains of light, composed of countless tiny particles, continued to rotate slowly according to that unchanging ancient law.

Each friction of the light chains unleashes hundreds of millions of ancient runes.

Shen Tian snorted coldly.

The spiritual power within his sea of ​​consciousness erupted suddenly, enveloping the massive chain of runes.

Even with the terrifying density of seventh-grade spiritual power, merely perceiving the information within these runes was still incredibly difficult.

Shen Tian's body jolted violently.

Although the process was still difficult, he had completely regained his footing now, compared to the feeling of being powerless to resist before.

The seventh-grade spiritual power granted him even greater mental resilience.

In the vast, boundless, pure white void, 36,000 double-helix chains of light in shades of dark gold, deep red, and ghostly blue are slowly rotating.

Shen Tian sat cross-legged, hovering in the very center of the vast ocean, with golden spiritual energy, almost tangible, gushing forth from between his brows.

"Even just one-tenth of the information in a single chain caused a dizzying feeling of overload in a seventh-grade consciousness."

Shen Tian quickly assessed the situation in his mind.

He looked around at the other 35,999 chains of light that filled his entire field of vision.

To merely remain at the "perception" stage is already an enormous astronomical undertaking, let alone to unravel the workings of these ancient runes.

"At the current rate, even if I work day and night, how long will it take to completely digest these 36,000 chains of law light? A year? Or three years?"

Shen Tian asked himself this question.

A martial artist's breakthrough is often accompanied by a long period of time.

For ordinary sixth-tier martial artists, seclusion for three to five years is just the norm.

It seems that breaking through to the seventh rank will take quite a while this time.

Fortunately, he had already distributed the Law Fruits before coming here.

The Law Fruit not only raised the upper limit of the strength of the entire Heavenly Fortune Prefecture's high-level generals, but also directly gave rise to the most top-level strategic deterrent force.

Shen Tian pondered in his heart, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Lord Lu has already broken through to the eighth level.

It's only a matter of time before Principal Yan breaks through to the eighth level.

Two eighth-tier powerhouses are in charge!

In addition, a furnace city rose from the ground.

The Tianyun Prefecture's defenses are now more terrifying than ever before.

Even if the Purple Spirit Clan were to mobilize all its forces, they would not be able to easily shake the defenses of the Heavenly Fortune Palace in a short period of time.

The defenses are solid; there's no problem at all.

Shen Tian gathered his thoughts and refocused his attention on the vast array of light chains of laws before him.

The progress is too slow.

Even though his seventh-grade spiritual power granted him strong processing capabilities, it was still a drop in the ocean in the face of the "essence of the world".

Shen Tian raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on the massive, rotating chains of light, his voice filled with undisguised longing:

"If only you could give me a huge wave of kill points right now."

As long as one's mental strength continues to improve, and even breaks through to the eighth rank, the speed at which one can analyze these runes will increase dramatically.

What would normally take years of hard work can now be completed in a few months or even days.

He glanced at the system panel.

The numbers were changing very slowly, occasionally increasing by a few hundred points.

This means that the Tianyun Prefecture's clearing forces have almost wiped out the alien beasts on the outskirts of the occupied area.

Under the dark sky, dark red blood rained down.

Deep within the Bloodstained Plain.

The once flat wasteland has been hollowed out, and a giant fortress covering hundreds of square kilometers is now emitting a deafening roar.

This is the terrifying war machine born from the complete fusion of the Purple Spirit Clan's armory and the Blood Demon's lair.

Prince Xue Li stood on the towering platform, overlooking the endless parade square below.

Here stand 50,000 true killing machines.

They were originally just low-level blood demons of the first or second tier, but after the Purple Spirit Clan's cruel assembly-line transformation, the combat power of these bloodlines was forcibly increased.

Each blood-machine symbiote is over five meters tall.

Their torsos are covered with dark gold superhuman armor up to thirty centimeters thick. The armor is not worn, but rather made by driving hundreds or thousands of barbs deep into the bones. The metal and the dark red granulation tissue grow together perfectly.

The right arm of these symbiotes has completely disappeared, replaced by a cannon that is two meters long.

The power supply lines at the rear of the artillery pieces brutally penetrate their heart, becoming symbiotic with that beating heart.

In the center of his chest, where the Blood Demon's vital spot was originally, was now embedded a dark blue crystal that emitted a dazzling light.

This is the power core of the Purple Spirit Clan, drawing upon the vast amount of blood and energy within the Blood Demon and transforming it into pure destructive energy.

A blinding red light flickered back and forth between the gaps of the fifty thousand symbiotes.

This army completely overturned the previous primitive model of alien beasts charging with their flesh and blood.

Fifty thousand armored monsters equipped with heavy firepower.

Prince Xue Li stood high on a suspended platform a thousand meters above the ground, his dark red cloak billowing in the gale.

His gaze was like that of a greedy wolf, fixed on the ocean below, a sea of ​​steel and flesh.

To build this army of 50,000, he drained nearly 40% of the low-ranking troops in his territory and used up tens of thousands of tons of precious mineral veins.

It was all worth it.

Faced with this absolutely violent torrent of steel, it will surely be able to flatten the human defenses.

The image of the human boy named Shen Tian involuntarily surfaced in Xue Li's mind.

As long as he can flatten the Heavenly Fortune Palace and devour the boy with the supreme life essence, he can break through the bottleneck that has plagued him for many years and enter the late stage of the ninth rank.

He wanted to recreate the supreme glory of the Blood Demon Clan at that moment, and trample all the forbidden lands of humanity, including Kunlun, under his feet.

Dozens of meters behind him in mid-air, Gu Yan and Meng Sa coldly watched the blood demon leader who had fallen into fanaticism.

The Ancient Nightmare exists in a spiritual form at this moment.

As a high-ranking member of the Purple Spirit Clan, he naturally despised such crude technological modifications.

The short-term destructive power unleashed by the combination of flesh and machine did indeed exceed expectations.

Deep within each of the 50,000 symbiotic bodies lies the backdoor he left behind.

These monsters believed they had the power to sweep through the human defenses, but they were completely unaware that they could take control of these 50,000 killing machines at any moment when the war reached its climax.

Once the Blood Demon and the human race are both severely weakened, not only will Shen Tian die, but the defenses of Tianyun Prefecture and the remnants of Xue Li's forces will also fall into his hands.

Prince Xue Li suddenly turned around, and his surging blood power erupted, transforming into a dark red pillar of light a hundred meters in diameter that shot straight into the sky.

The terrifying pressure instantly tore apart the hundreds of meters of thick clouds that shrouded the platform.

"My children!"

The 50,000 Blood Machine Symbiotes below seemed to receive some kind of low-level command. The dark blue cores on their chests suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and the 50-centimeter-caliber cannons rose up in unison, emitting a deafening mechanical screech.

"You are the sharp blades that shatter humanity's beautiful dreams!"

"Slaughter their warriors! Flatten their defenses! Turn that land into our new pasture!"

"All troops, attack!"