High Martial Arts: Slay enemies to become stronger, forge invincibility from billions of corpses.

Song Chen turned around, swung the Heavenly Blade backhand, and unleashed the fourth strike of the Star-Splitting Slash.

Lei Mo barely managed to block the blade with his battle axe, but the impact of the blade's edge sent him flying, carving a furrow several kilometers long into the scorched earth before he came to a stop.

"Have you run out of cards?" Song Chen walked towards Lei Mo, each step treading on the other's heartbeat.

"Then it's my turn."

The eighth strike of the Star-Splitting Slash was unleashed, but instead of striking Lei Mo, the blade's energy was aimed at the most densely packed core position of the rebel army.

The power of the eighth strike, amplified by the Silver Radiance Armor, had reached the peak of the seventh tier. The blade's light drew a straight golden arc in mid-air, and the moment it cleaved into the rebel ranks, the ground within a radius of tens of kilometers cracked simultaneously.

The cracks radiated outwards from the point where the blade struck, each crack being over ten meters wide, with high-temperature magma gushing out from within.

Tens of thousands of rebel soldiers were thrown into the air by the shockwave of the blades, and were already corpses when they landed.

Then came the full-scale eruption of the Star Core Thunder Prison, turning the thirty-six thunder dragons into one hundred and eight.

The high-charge environment of Thunder Star naturally amplified the power of lightning-based combat skills by three times. One hundred and eight lightning dragons covered the entire rebel position, each pursuing a target independently, leaving the soldiers with nowhere to escape or hide.

The entire battlefield turned into a giant lightning slaughterhouse.

Song Chen sheathed his sword and stood in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by countless corpses of rebel soldiers and the remains of their weapons. The lightning bolts that kept striking down from the sky formed a natural electric field around him, and his silver armor gleamed with a cold light in the lightning.

Lei Jijun's five million elite troops' defense line has completely collapsed. Less than one-tenth of the troops are still resisting, and most of them are scattered individuals who can no longer form effective tactical coordination.

It has taken him a total of two hours from the start of the battle until now.

Lei Yuan and seventy-four generals witnessed the entire process from a distance of 100 kilometers.

"Let's wrap this up," Song Chen said to Lei Yuan.

Lei Yuan snapped out of his daze, his voice a bit hoarse than usual: "Yes, sir."

Seventy-four generals, along with the newly arrived royal guards, began to gather prisoners and tally battle losses.

The battlefield was littered with charred corpses struck by the Thunder Dragon. The silvery-white crystals formed from the cooled Thunder Magma were scattered across the entire plain, crunching underfoot.

Song Chen walked up to Lei Mo, the rebel leader who was still alive. His Silver Armor had absorbed all the impact of Lei Mo's axe blow, but the counterattack from the fourth strike of the Star-Splitting Slash had caused him serious internal injuries.

His armor was cleaved by the blade's edge, leaving a huge crack running from his left shoulder to his right rib. Purple lightning blood seeped out of the crack, dripping onto the ground and burning small pits.

Song Chen squatted down and looked into Lei Mo's eyes.

Those purplish-red, electric eyes had lost their pre-battle sharpness, but they still showed no sign of surrender.

You lost.

Lei Mo leaned against the scorched earth, looking up at the sky above Leiming Star.

Lightning bolts flashed across the sky, each illuminating the outline of his face, which was covered in battle dust and blood.

Then a smile of smugness and anticipation appeared on his face.

"I knew you would come, and I have been preparing for it for many years."

Song Chen was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"Lei Yuan will definitely die, and you will definitely acknowledge us."

Lei Mo's smile deepened, and his purplish-red electric eyes regained their light, like the excitement of finally reaching the final step of a long-planned scheme.

Song Chen reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

Lei Mo's body suddenly became transparent, transforming from a solid state into a ball of silvery-white lightning paste. Then, the lightning paste silently evaporated in the air, leaving not even a trace of residual spiritual energy fluctuations.

Song Chen's fingers passed through the dissipating magma, but he couldn't grasp anything.

This is a teleportation technique unique to the Thunder Clan.

Song Chen stood up and watched as the ball of lightning completely dissipated at his feet.

He recalled a sentence mentioned in the intelligence package: the Thunder Clan's life is composed of a mixture of flesh and lightning elements, and the longer they live, the higher their degree of lightning elementalization.

Lei Yuan's eyes no longer had pupils; only flickering lightning remained.

Lei Mo went a step further; he could temporarily transform his entire body into pure lightning element.

In this state, he can travel along the ubiquitous charged particles in the atmosphere of Thunder Star, as naturally as a fish swimming in the ocean.

This is not spatial jumping, but elemental transmission; the mechanism is completely different.

Song Chen sheathed his sword and turned to walk towards Lei Yuan.

Lei Yuan was directing his generals to gather the prisoners when he noticed Song Chen's unusual expression and immediately approached him: "My lord, what happened?"

"Lei Mo has escaped."

"They ran away?" Lei Yuan was stunned for a moment.

"With your strength, how could you let him escape?"

Song Chen briefly explained, "He transformed into lightning plasma and merged into the atmosphere. I didn't expect him to have this trick up his sleeve."

Lei Yuan's expression changed. As the oldest and strongest member of the Lei Ming Clan, he knew what elemental transmission meant. Being able to completely transform himself into lightning element meant that Lei Mo's strength far surpassed his own.

He can move freely among the charged particles in the atmosphere; the entire sky of Thunder Star is his escape route.

"My lord, now that Lei Mo has escaped, why don't we return to the capital first and then make further plans?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lei Yuan received an alarm from the communication terminal on his wrist, and he pressed the answer button.

A young Thunder Clan general's urgent, almost collapsing voice came from the other end of the communication line, interspersed with the sounds of explosions and screams.

The message was very short, lasting only about ten seconds, but it froze Lei Yuan in place.

He slowly turned to Song Chen, who had never seen the old man show such an expression before.

"What's wrong?" Song Chen asked.

"My lord, Lei Mo did not flee back to the remnants of the rebel army; he went to the royal city."

"Go on."

"He had anticipated our attack today. As we crossed the Azure Sky Plains, Lei Mo dispatched his three most elite raiding squads to bypass our reconnaissance lines."

"While we were fighting the main force of the rebels on the Azure Sky Plains, the raiding force captured the teleportation hub of the royal city and teleported countless elite soldiers from the three sub-continents over."

"Lei Mo himself appeared directly inside the Star Lord's Mansion through elemental teleportation, and the Imperial Guards guarding the city were unable to stop him."

"He has now taken control of the Star Lord's Palace and is preparing to forcibly initiate the Star Lord succession ceremony."

"Once the Star Lord succession ceremony of the Thunder Clan is completed, the Star Core Imprint will be transferred to the new Star Lord. At that time, the Star Lord's file of the Alliance will be automatically updated, and the legitimate candidate for Star Lord of the Thunder Clan will become Lei Mo."