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

Song Chen arrived in the west of the city.

The western part of the city is the location of the teleportation array hub and the rebel army's command center, and its troop density is indeed the highest in the entire city.

As soon as Song Chen flew into the western part of the city, he ran into a new army that was walking out of a portal.

The light armor legion of the Aurora Continent consists of 300,000 members, all of whom are at least Tier 5. The two leaders are Tier 7, each with over 20 million HP.

The legion commander's armor was embroidered with aurora patterns from the Aurora Continent, and blue and white arcs of electricity flowed continuously across the surface of the armor.

He was startled when he saw Song Chen descend from mid-air and block the front of the legion, but quickly regained his composure.

He raised his right fist, and the legion stopped in their tracks at the same instant.

The sound of combat boots hitting the ground merged into a deep, resounding thud, and countless pairs of blue and white electric eyes simultaneously locked onto the silver figure in front of them.

"Punishment Messenger, the people of the main continent have killed countless of our people over the years. They deserved to die. Please do not interfere in the affairs of our race," the legion commander said.

Song Chen was too lazy to waste words with him and immediately unleashed the seventh strike of the Star-Splitting Slash.

The legion commander attempted to parry; his weapon was a plasma tower shield, a specialty of the Aurora Continent, capable of absorbing lightning attacks and reflecting damage.

However, he did not expect that Star Slash was not a lightning-based combat skill. The moment the blade struck the plasma tower shield, the plasma layer on the tower shield was directly dispersed by the spiritual energy shockwave of the blade, and the shield surface exploded.

The legion commander's arms were dislocated from the shock, and he was sent flying backward, crashing through the wall of a building behind him.

Song Chen did not pursue him, because 300,000 troops had already charged up at the same time.

He activated the Star Core Thunder Prison to its maximum. One hundred and eight thunder dragons covered the main road in the west of the city, weaving and tumbling between buildings, each independently pursuing a target.

Then he drew his sword and unleashed the Star-Splitting Slash from the first to the sixth strike. Six beams of light crisscrossed the streets of the western part of the city, cutting the 300,000-strong army into dozens of unconnected pieces.

After the six strikes, more than half of the 300,000 people had been killed or injured.

The survivors began to flee; some crawled into the portal, some ran out of the city, and some simply threw down their weapons and knelt down to surrender.

Song Chen didn't care at all; he killed them all.

Then he walked to the teleportation hub plaza, where the four teleportation gates were still in operation, and new rebels poured out of them every moment.

The newly emerged rebels reacted remarkably in unison when they saw the mountains of corpses piled up in the square, and then the silver-armored human covered in lightning plasma standing in the middle of the corpses. They froze for a second, and then either screamed and ran back, or threw down their weapons and knelt down.

Song Chen shattered the control cores of the four teleportation gates with a single strike, and the silver, black, and blue-white light gates simultaneously went out.

The psionic patterns on the portal frame quickly dimmed, and the remaining charged particles exploded into several dazzling bursts of electric sparks in the air.

With the teleportation array broken, the rebels in the western district lost their reinforcements, and the remaining soldiers in the city began to fight on their own.

Song Chen spent about forty minutes clearing out the remaining scattered rebels in the west of the city, and the kill count eventually jumped to 200 billion.

He stood on the ruins of the teleportation array hub plaza and glanced in the direction of the Star Lord's Mansion.

The battle at the Star Lord's Mansion had reached its most intense stage. After Lei Yuan and his generals returned to the Star Lord's Mansion, they barely managed to hold out for a few hours with the help of the small number of Imperial Guards left behind and the Star Lord's Mansion's defensive light shield.

However, the number of rebels besieging the Star Lord's Mansion was too large, numbering in the millions, with more than sixty of them being at the seventh rank or above.

The leader was Lei Mo's deputy, a peak seventh-tier cultivator with nearly 90 million health points, whose strength was comparable to Lei Yuan's.

Under continuous bombardment, the defensive shield changed from silvery-white to grayish-white, then from grayish-white to transparent, and finally shattered completely.

The fragments drifted above the Star Lord's Palace, like snow falling in the opposite direction.

The rebel lieutenant raised his twin hammers, and the black lightning cores on the hammerheads lit up simultaneously. Two beams of hammer light, imbued with corrosive black lightning, clashed and slashed towards the Thunder Abyss on the steps.

Lei Yuan rushed forward and took the two hammer strikes head-on with his warhammer. The loud metallic clang shook the entire plaza. He was knocked back repeatedly, his back slamming into a stone pillar of the Star Lord's Palace, which snapped in half.

The lieutenant's second hammer followed immediately.

At that moment, a blade of light slashed from the outer edge of the square.

When the blade flashed through the rebel lines, some of the more than sixty seventh-rank generals reacted, but reacting and being able to block it are two different things.

The blade's edge collided precisely with the hammer's edge that the lieutenant had brought down at the last moment, the two forces colliding less than three meters above Lei Yuan's head.

The hammer's edge was shattered, and the blade's edge deviated from its direction, slashing diagonally into the Star Lord's Palace tower.

The tower was split in two, and the upper half slowly slid down, crashing onto the square with a loud thud.

The lieutenant's double hammers flew out of his hands, cracking his tiger's mouth, from which lightning splattered. He looked at the outer edge of the square with a mixture of shock and anger.

Song Chen emerged from the ashes, his silver armor covered in the rebels' lightning and ash, the silver plates gleaming coldly in the light of the burning buildings surrounding the square.

He slung the Heavenly Blade over his shoulder, walked to Lei Yuan, turned his back to the Star Lord, faced the rebels, and stood on the top step.

Lei Yuan's voice trembled: "Lord Song Chen,"

"Stand at the back."

Lei Yuan shut his mouth and retreated to the entrance of the Star Lord's Hall.

The lieutenant stood still, staring at Song Chen, his eyes filled with apprehension, but even more so with a kind of madness born from being driven to the brink.

"Punishment Messenger, you've finally come."

A purple arc of electricity descended from the sky, landing precisely in front of the lieutenant.

The electric arc did not explode upon landing; instead, it solidified into a human shape.

Lei Mo stood in the center of the electric arc, his armor still bearing the huge crack left by the Star-Splitting Slash. Purple lightning blood seeped from the crack, but much less than a few hours ago, indicating that emergency treatment had been carried out.

His expression was full of anger and resentment.

"retreat."

The lieutenant was stunned: "Sir, our main force is still intact!"

"I said let's withdraw." Lei Mo looked up at Song Chen on the steps, his anger intensifying.

"Punishment Messenger, we will remember what happened today. We will avenge this humiliation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Mo's body was the first to turn into lightning plasma.

Then came the deputy general, the remaining seventh-tier generals, and the remaining elite rebels in the square. Tens of thousands of people were transformed into lightning at the same moment, and purple arcs of electricity intertwined in the air to form a huge lightning pillar with a diameter of nearly 100 meters.

The lightning bolt shot into the sky, broke through the clouds, and disappeared into the atmosphere.

The square was left with only broken weapons, still-smoking magma residue, and hundreds of thousands of abandoned ordinary soldiers.