The Last Sentinel

One spatial bubble after another passed through the body, and the changes in the cells inside the body became more and more frequent, and the pain was no longer as intense as before.

This pain is not even one ten-thousandth of what it would be caused by being crushed by a hundred-ton truck.

If it were an enhanced-level warrior, their spirit would probably have shattered and their physical body destroyed.

Fortunately, I am a satellite-level warrior and do have a physical body like a satellite continent. As long as the original continent still exists, my physical body and soul can be repaired indefinitely.

The Red Fist continued to accelerate, and on the giant 3D projection map, huge sequential bubbles were visible to the naked eye. These bubbles were shapeless and enormous.

The 99999-meter-long "Red Iron Fist" was like a 0.5mm bullet in front of it, piercing through layers of giant bubbles and whistling past.

The guys in the chat group are very nice.

Hongmeng's First Affection: Actually, your frequent cell turnover is beneficial to your cultivation.

Ye Feng: Really? Boss, you're not kidding me, are you?

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: What are you? According to the saying in your hometown, you are a 2.0-level satellite-class cosmic warrior, and you are walking the path of a prototype warrior that combines all the elements of a warrior, a spirit warrior, a martial arts warrior, and a supernatural warrior. This means that with just a thought, you can transform your spiritual power into muscles, muscles into arcane power, arcane power into physical strength, physical strength into magic power... Such transformation is normally very difficult to cultivate, because each transformation means consumption and waste, requiring the activation of cells to transform. Now you are passively following the environment to change and transform the order of cells, which is equivalent to free cultivation.

Sixteenth-realm martial artist: Yes, this kind of training is like lying still and your martial arts skills improve on their own! This feeling is hard to describe.

Ye Feng was stunned: "Holy crap, Senior Martial Artist, you've broken through? You've broken through to the sixteenth realm? The character '准' before your name is gone."

Sixteenth-realm martial artist: Hahaha, this is nothing, a piece of cake! My martial arts talent is unparalleled in the world! And our path of martial arts is a universal method that ignores the environment, can be used anywhere, and is applicable everywhere!

Immortal God of Law: You're really good at bragging. You couldn't break through to the next realm no matter what you did, so someone got so anxious that they stormed into the Forbidden Zone of Life and woke up an ancient powerhouse who was still sleeping. Then they fought the ancient powerhouse to the death, and in the end, the Forbidden Zone of Life was so angry that they blacklisted you. Body cultivators are indeed the epitome of savagery.

Sixteenth-realm martial artist: Can you shut the hell up? Did I hit you? You're always so talkative! Even the dark powerhouses in the forbidden zone of life haven't said anything, so why are you interrupting?!

Immortal Archmage: I don't want to chat with these savage cavemen, so I'm leaving.

Sixteenth-realm martial artist: You think you can just show off and run away? You just wait, I'll go to your universe right now and beat you into a limited-edition golden legendary folding version!

Ye Feng glanced at the lively chatter of the big shots in the group, feeling the pain of his cells undergoing the constant reorganization of the bubble of order.

Just as Hongmeng's first deep affection said, as the cells in the body are forced to change their form and attributes, the energy consumption of each transformation in the body is getting less and less. From having a nosebleed every time he transformed before, to now transforming a hundred times, it only consumes the energy of a yawn.

Time ticked by, and finally, the map showed a change.

At this moment, a flashing map anchor comes into view on the 3D projection map; it is a red coordinate that is flashing wildly.

The map AI quickly focused on the coordinates, and rows of data were read out.

Name: Sirius Frontier Outpost in Northwest China of the Ming Dynasty

Number: Jia Shen · Fifteen

Scale: Mystic Rank

Troop composition: 300 White-Spear Soldiers, 5000 Elite Border Troops, and 10 Untrained Soldiers.

Military Officer: Rank 6, Zhaoxin Colonel

Hostile: This outpost is an important outpost in the Sirius constellation, responsible for blocking undead forces from the southwest.

Status: At war, currently in the midst of fierce fighting.

Recommendation: Wait until after the war before landing.

Ye Feng looked at the flashing red coordinates and recalled the history of the White-Spear Soldiers in his mind.

The White-Spear Soldiers were a mountain heavy infantry force formed by Qin Liangyu, a rare heroine in the Ming Dynasty. They were skilled in mountain warfare and city defense, and were known as the White-Spear Soldiers because of their equipment: long white wooden spears, iron armor, and powerful bows.

However, Qin Liangyu was clearly not a hero of the Jiajing era, but a soldier who fought against the Eight Banners in the late Ming Dynasty. How could she appear here?

Could it be that the Qin Liangyu from the hometown is just a projection of this Qin Liangyu?

It's like they're following the same pattern as themselves and the original continent?

But Ye Feng couldn't care less about that now. He had finally passed through the desolate primeval realm and arrived at this vibrant and thriving universe, where the Ming Dynasty's banners fluttered. If he didn't fight a fierce battle, wouldn't his trip have been in vain?

Ye Feng said directly, "Enter the coordinate area, stabilize the spatial anchor point, and prepare for landing."

The map AI was instantly destroyed, and the spaceship accelerated sharply, piercing through space bubbles like a bullet before arriving above the two sides engaged in battle.

Looking down through the porthole, Ye Feng saw a magnificent ancient interstellar battlefield. Ancient and mottled city walls stood tall, and black mist swirled on the ground. A dense, hellish army of skeletons was attacking the city.

Black flames, visible to the naked eye, burned and soared into the sky atop the city walls. Amidst the fierce sounds of battle, Ming soldiers clad in black iron armor brandished their weapons and clashed fiercely with the undead skeletons.

No matter how many soldiers the Ming Dynasty had, the endless sea of ​​skeletons surged up, vast and mighty. Under such an absolute war of attrition, it was only a matter of time before this ancient star city was occupied.

After taking one look, Ye Feng noticed three problems.

First, the absence of firearms indicates that the space bubble containing this battlefield is affected by some kind of force field elemental order, rendering firearms and energy weapons unusable.

Secondly, undead skeletons, strictly speaking, belong to the necromancy category within mental magic.

Third, necromancers have powerful mental energy, but their physical bodies are not strong. They are more afraid of close combat than ordinary mages, so the best way to deal with necromancers is through close-quarters combat.

"Ding! Alert!"

"The current space bubble field severely rejects energy elements. This spaceship cannot sustain itself in this space for an extended period. Please prepare to disembark and fight. The spaceship needs to find a similar energy-type space bubble to rest."

Ye Feng replied, "Understood!"

At this moment, the cellular order in Ye Feng's body finally stopped changing and stabilized. The pain disappeared and his confidence was restored.

Ye Feng reached out and put Brother Eighty and the others into a huge nutrient tank, then grabbed the nutrient tank and jumped down!

At this very moment, on the massive beacon tower of the ancient starry city, several people are looking up at a meteorite burning fiercely overhead.

"That's... a spaceship!"

"It's a spaceship!"

"A spaceship from the Ming Dynasty?"

"No, I don't know! This is the Vector Realm; a spaceship coming here is suicide! Who would be so reckless as to bring their spaceship here?"

"Could it be those bastards from the Zentradi?"

Amidst the murmurs and whispers, a cold female voice rang out: "Enough! Stop staring at the thing above us! The most urgent thing now is to find the necromancer, Mu, and kill him! Only then can this chaos be ended!"

The woman who spoke was in her early twenties, dressed in ancient-style armor, her face stained with blood, and her crescent-shaped eyes filled with crimson.

At that moment, a guard behind him shouted, "General Qin! No, something's wrong! A guy jumped down from that spaceship overhead!"

Those around were instantly dumbfounded.

"What? Jumping down from such a height?"

"Is this guy asking for it?"

"Didn't you bring any protective gear?"