The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Seneca suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Superman, who was originally bound by countless chains materialized by a group of Yellow Lantern Warriors, simply gave up struggling.

Superman sighed, seemingly resigned.

"A little punishment? Sinestro, he's not like me."

"What?"

Seneca seemed a little confused.

Superman looked at Lee Jung with a slightly worried expression.

"They won't pose much of a threat to you."

Li Zhen's voice suddenly appeared near Senistoro, coming from a distance.

Bang!

A sound like an explosion brought Seneca back to his senses.

A yellow-light warrior who was restraining Superman had his shoulder grabbed by Li Zhen to make sure he wouldn't be thrown off, and then Li Zhen punched him, smashing his terrifying head.

"I know, so I can guarantee that no innocent people in Metropolis will be harmed when dealing with these bizarre creatures that are planning to invade the Earth."

In the blink of an eye, seven more yellow-light warriors were brutally defeated by Li Zhen.

Each one dies in the same way: first grab a part of their body to make sure they have nowhere to escape, then either punch them in the head or punch them through the body.

The selfless guidance from Wonder Woman enabled Li Zhen to master another, even more awe-inspiring, fighting method.

While protecting the surrounding environment and vulnerable lives, he quickly eliminates the target he wants to kill.

Seneca rushed forward, her eyes blazing with fury, trying to stop him.

The giant hammer and axe, formed from the concentrated energy of the yellow light, slammed into Li Zhen's waist, like a flaky cookie deliberately crashing into a cold iron plate.

It shattered crisply into countless shimmering prisms.

"What?! How could this happen?!"

Seeing that the yellow light energy couldn't harm Li Zhen at all, and that Li Zhen's expression even looked more energetic, Seneca was completely dumbfounded.

The boy completely ignored Seneca, merely giving a forced, insincere twitch on his cheek before continuing to fly toward the next Yellow Lantern warrior.

Clench your fist and punch.

Bang.

The force control was incredibly precise, killing faster than an assembly line.

The frequency of the yellow-light soldiers' explosions was like the continuous bursts of festive fireworks.

The sky once again rained down multicolored blood.

The Yellow Lantern Corps, which had been focused on suppressing Superman, began to stir.

They were all elites handpicked by Seneca from different star systems.

Each of them is extremely frightening in appearance, completely deviating from the aesthetics of mainstream cosmic culture, and is incredibly bloodthirsty, their greatest skill being to instill fear in other civilized beings.

Yes, none of the guys who get recruited into the Yellow Lantern Legion are pushovers.

They crave killing, are skilled at killing, and enjoy killing.

With the help of what is known as a cosmic-level dangerous weapon, a Yellow Lantern warrior can easily suppress and conquer a relatively weak civilization planet.

Even beings like them still experience emotions when they kill other lives.

Ecstasy, desire, perversion, obsession.

But that boy was different.

His gaze was devoid of any emotion.

They simply calculated the flight path quietly, and then used the fastest and most concise route to destroy their bodies.

What is life in his eyes?

Is it a boring whack-a-mole game that has been played tens of millions of times?

Some of the Yellow Lantern warriors couldn't take it anymore, so they put away the materialized weapons they used to control Superman and instead swung them at the boy.

"Get lost!"

The huge yellow meteor hammer exploded on Li Zhen's head, serving only one purpose besides pressing his hair down more evenly.

Li Zhen's gaze locked onto him beforehand.

"Are you trying to cut in line?"

The yellow-light warrior, whose face was covered in blood, quickly raised his lamp ring and conjured dozens of thick defensive light walls in front of him.

But Li Zhen completely ignored him and flew straight towards him, causing all the defensive energy that came into contact with Li Zhen's body to explode instantly.

In the blink of an eye, their faces were touching, and Li Zhen had placed one hand on the shoulder of the Yellow Lantern Warrior who looked like a skinned Earthling.

He clenched his other fist, which rapidly magnified in the eyes of the skinning monster.

"No, no!"

Bang!

This caused a large portion of the Yellow Lantern warriors who controlled Superman to begin to waver.

Senestor, somewhat frantically, raised the Yellow Lantern Ring, which instantly transformed into a colossal starship cannon covering the sky. The muzzle was aimed at Li Zhen, and a dim yellow light began to condense accompanied by a huge hum.

Li Zhen glanced at the cannon muzzle, which was clearly brewing terrifying power, then turned around and grabbed a yellow-light soldier.

The latter, terrified, began to beg for mercy at the top of his lungs, while Seneca roared in disbelief.

"Stop! Don't you care about the lives of those on the ground? You're backing up an entire city!"

Li Zhen indifferently raised her hand and threw a punch.

Then they quickly flew to the next target.

The Yellow Lanterns were utterly terrified and put away their Yellow Lantern rings aimed at Superman, trying to scatter and run away.

A blue figure appeared in front of Sinestro almost instantly, grabbing Sinestro's arms with both hands.

Superman was unusually enraged by Sinestro's audacity in threatening the lives of ordinary people in an entire metropolis.

"I care about this city."

With a soft crack and a scream of pain, the Sky Cannon disintegrated into countless particles of light. Superman punched Sinestro, whose arm had been twisted, into unconsciousness. Looking back, he saw Li Zhen still indifferently chasing after the fleeing Yellow Lantern Warriors.

A yellow-lantern warrior, whose body was made of acid and resembled a slime, was caught and begged for mercy, even handing over the lantern ring that was encased in his own bodily fluids, but was still crushed by Li Zhen's foot.

"I guess there are no prisons on Earth that can hold so many bizarre things."

All the yellow lanterns and their rings that it killed floated out, but instead of leaving the planet as quickly as the internal program had set, they hovered around Li Zhen and tumbled up and down.

Like a group of elves who have chosen a master, they yearn for Li Zhen's attention.

At this moment, Li Zhen was surrounded by nearly a hundred yellow lantern rings.

The reverse lightning on the ground couldn't help but shudder.

He had not seen such a magnificent sight even a thousand years later.

The Emperor Jeanne, who casts a shadow over the hearts of people in the future, never recruits any extra Yellow Lantern warriors. Since Seneca was killed, the Emperor Jeanne has turned the Yellow Lantern Legion into something similar to the Greedy Orange Lantern, with only himself in the entire legion.

The event of Senestor's power grab and assassination in the original timeline also raised high alert among other emotion legions in the universe.

The Earth has fallen into a state of fear and authoritarianism.

Both the Green Lantern Corps and the Red Lantern Corps sent many Lanterns to Earth to investigate.

As a result, none of them returned.

Given the strangeness of Senistor's death, the Emotional Legion spent a great deal of effort and time to establish contact with Earth.

And from this he learned of Emperor Jeanne's special constitution—no matter how many Lantern Ring warriors came, they were all a feast delivered to his door.

This led to several emotional legions declaring Earth a cosmic no-go zone, and no Lantern Knight dared to approach it again.

Ten minutes later, Li Zhen flew back with 127 yellow light rings fluttering around her.

With the killings stopped, Li Zhen's expression visibly brightened once again.

"Absolutely no resident of any metropolis has been physically harmed."

Superman covered his face.

"I think they probably have opposing views on a deeper level. Also, never tell your Princeton teacher about your achievements today as a teaching result."