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

When the Shadow Bee entered the identification zone of the Tian Shu defense line, Song Chen could already see the entire artificial Great Wall that stretched across the starry sky from the porthole.

He had witnessed the splendor of the meteorite star, and he had also seen the star-like flashes of a planet being detonated.

But compared to the scene before me, all of those seem inadequate.

Song Chen's gaze swept over the fortresses one by one, finally landing on a huge artificial celestial body in the center of the defensive line, which was the main building of the Tian Shu defensive line.

The city's structure is intricate and complex, composed of hundreds of millions of massive metal modules.

Surrounded by countless defensive formations and energy shields, its port sees countless fleets coming and going, like a war heart that never sleeps.

At the highest point of the space city floats a glowing emblem, with nine rays of light converging into a ring—the symbol of the Nine Luminaries Civilization.

"This is the joint operations headquarters..."

Looking at those super fortresses with diameters of thousands of kilometers, a very clear thought came to mind.

Compared to this defensive line, Earth is not even a grain of sand.

Any one of those fortresses, if you just turn any of its main cannons around, the resulting shockwaves would be enough to wipe out all life on Earth.

There's not even a need to fire a shot. Just the gravitational tides of a polar fortress passing by Blue Star would be enough to completely strip away its atmosphere, not to mention the real weapons of mass destruction.

Song Chen pursed his lips, his gaze becoming deep and unfathomable.

On the day he became the strongest human being, he secretly felt that he was strong enough.

Later, after leaving Earth, he learned about the vastness of the universe, but only today, standing outside the Black Dimension Nebula, does he truly understand the weight of the word "civilization".

Lan Xing is lucky, but how long this luck will last depends on how well he can seize the opportunities before him.

The communicator vibrated again.

Song Chen looked down and saw a targeted, encrypted message from the Cangxing Civilization's combat department, directly connected to the Shadow Bee's communication system. It was shorter and more forceful than the previous message:

"Song, the Punishment Envoy, this is the Cangxing Alliance Operations Department. Immediately proceed to the designated coordinates. We have opened a direct route for you. Act quickly."

A spatial coordinate pops up below the information, not far from the Shadow Bee, located in a relatively open area within the inner layer of the defense line.

Song Chen looked up and saw that a spacetime wormhole had appeared at that coordinate.

The wormhole was not large, its edges were enveloped by a layer of stable golden energy, and its interior emitted a faint blue light, like a spatial tunnel.

It hovered quietly in the gap between the defenses, surrounded by more than a dozen Alliance warships on guard, and two squads of Alliance guards in uniform armor stood at the entrance of the wormhole.

This was clearly opened specifically for him.

Song Chen didn't hesitate for long; he reached out to confirm the coordinates.

The Shadow Bee turned its bow and headed toward the dark golden wormhole.

As they approached the entrance, two lines of soldiers neatly made way, with several guards performing a standard disciplinary salute towards the Shadow Bee.

The ship disappeared into the wormhole, and a few seconds later, the Shadow Bee slid out from the other end.

The first thing Song Chen saw through the front window made his pupils shrink sharply.

Beneath our feet lies a neutron star with a diameter of over ten kilometers, resembling a small meteor.

The neutron star was suspended in the center of space, but Song Chen could clearly feel its extremely compressed density of matter.

Its surface has an almost metallic grayish-silver luster. The neutron star, which should be spinning wildly in the high temperature and terrifying magnetic field, is now as quiet as a tamed beast.

Everything about it was bound; the magnetic field was captured by the guiding device, the radiation was absorbed by the shielding layer, and even the powerful gravity was compressed into an extremely small area by some kind of space folding technology.

It looks much like an ordinary planet, except for its extremely stunning appearance.

Dozens of enormous metal rings revolve around the star, densely packed with weapon arrays, energy conduits, and garrison platforms.

Countless psionic chains connect the rings, each as thick as a mountain range, its surface flowing with energy fluctuations powerful enough to make even a ninth-tier expert tremble.

At the north and south poles of the neutron star, there is a huge tower-like structure piercing into the star, with a dark blue psionic beam gushing from the top of the tower, piercing straight into the void, as if installing two beating hearts on this dead star.

Further out, there are densely packed defensive satellites and heavy artillery emplacements, like rings of planetary armor surrounding the neutron star fortress at its center.

Between those satellites, there were also moving fleets of warships patrolling, each ship bearing the mark of the same civilization.

"It seems the alliance is quite concerned about this war; they've even deployed these kinds of things to the front lines."

Song Chen sighed.

He calmed his breathing, shifting his gaze from the neutron star fortress to the troop assembly area further away.

The place was crowded with ships and fortresses, forces from the Cangxing Alliance stationed in the Milky Way, and troops from numerous affiliated civilizations.

Flags and emblems of various colors spread out in the starry sky, like a war scroll that stretches to the horizon.

Song Chen glanced at them briefly and saw that there were hundreds of organized fleets.

Ships, fortresses, units, and even war behemoths of different civilizations are arrayed in the void.

Some affiliated civilizations sent a fleet of ships, their hulls covered with energy shields of a uniform color.

Some brought mobile fortresses, shaped like giant metal sea urchins, with each spike a cannon.

Some civilizations simply moved an entire landmass over, teeming with armored soldiers and psionic beasts, like a war legion floating in space.

Some civilizations even have armies that don't rely on ships, but rather on their physical bodies arranged in formations, hovering in the starry sky, with numbers in the millions.

With hundreds of well-organized troops spread out before him, Song Chen felt as if he were a flying insect that had accidentally wandered into the eye of a storm.

Just then, his gaze swept across an area and stopped.

That person is too conspicuous.

Its eight-meter-tall body stood directly in front of an elite fleet, its surface covered with a layer of golden armor, with several bone spurs resembling energy pipes protruding from its back, and a dark gold flame mark on its forehead pulsating in the vacuum.

Song Chen recognized him at first glance; it was Lar.

Although he saw Lal on the Flowing Star last time.

At that time, Ral appeared in humanoid form. Although the sense of oppression was extremely strong, at least he still had the appearance of a "human".

This eight-meter-tall combat form has now completely transcended the realm of "human".

Its limbs are longer, its body is covered with an energy-hardened shell, and bone spurs extend from its shoulder blades and spine. The surrounding psionic energy contracts slightly with each breath.

Lal also saw the Shadow Bee, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the starry sky and landed directly on Song Chen. Then he raised a hand and casually waved.

The meaning was clear: come here.

Song Chen didn't leave immediately. He hadn't expected to run into Lar here and had originally intended to avoid him.

When I last met Lar, his Qi and Blood were only at the level of a few million.

Now he has 70 million units of Qi and Blood, 60 million units of Spiritual Power, and has reached the sixth level of Void Travel and the sixth level of Star Splitting Slash. His overall combat power is dozens of times greater than before.

Such a rate of progress would be considered monstrous in any civilization.

He wasn't sure what Lars would think.

But after hesitating for a moment, he still headed in Lar's direction.