The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

In the underground shelters, people were crammed together, the air was stuffy and murky, mixed with the smells of sweat, rust and other pungent odors. The stark white light of the emergency lights shone on the faces of people of all ages, men and women, including workers in overalls, mothers holding children, students clutching their schoolbags, and elderly people with gray hair.

Most of them looked frightened and bewildered, with some unable to suppress their fear.

The shelter doors were tightly shut.

Outside the door, one dull thud after another echoed, each sound causing the walls to tremble slightly and making the people inside the shelter shudder.

Several torchbearers dressed in black trench coats leaned against the wall by the door.

Their trench coats were tattered and covered in black bloodstains and dust; some had empty sleeves hanging down, while others had strips of cloth wrapped around their legs.

No one speaks.

The sound of the impact was exceptionally clear in the silence, like a countdown to death, one after another.

"Captain," the youngest torchbearer candidate spoke, his voice soft, "Is... there no more support?"

The captain's face was covered in blood, obscuring his expression. He remained silent for a few seconds before speaking, his voice hoarse: "Hold on, reinforcements will arrive."

No one responded.

Judging from the situation outside, the entire Lanhe region was in complete chaos. Each area was struggling to take care of itself, each combat zone was fighting desperately, and each shelter was barely holding on.

Even if there is support, it will be a very long time from now.

At that moment, someone stepped out from the crowd.

She was a woman in her thirties, wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt and carrying a supermarket plastic bag. She pushed through the crowd, walked up to the group of men in black trench coats, and carefully placed the bag on the ground.

"There's some food here..." Her voice trembled slightly, but she was very earnest. "You've worked hard, please have something to eat first."

The captain glanced down at the bag; inside were some bread, biscuits, and a few bottles of water.

He looked up, trying to give a kind smile, but the expression on his blood-covered face looked somewhat ferocious: "Thank you."

The woman shook her head repeatedly, then bowed deeply to them, her voice choked with emotion: "We should be the ones saying thank you!"

The young torchbearer closest to her quickly stood up and reached out to help her up. But he froze halfway through his movement.

Because everyone in the entire shelter bent over at the same moment.

A sea of ​​black people, from the front to the back, young and old, men and women, all bowed deeply to them.

No one spoke, no one shouted slogans, but that silent, unified, heartfelt gratitude was heavier than any words.

The young torchbearer's hand froze in mid-air, and he turned his head slightly away.

"What are you doing..." His voice was a little hoarse, "This is what we're supposed to do..."

-

Meanwhile, on the expressway connecting Yinhua City, Jianwan City, and Dahu City to Lanhe City.

A fleet of black SUVs sped along at high speeds, their engines roaring incessantly like the urgent beat of war drums.

"Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up! Drive faster!"

Driving was to conserve energy for the upcoming battle.

And when they were about to reach the border of Shilanhe City.

"Abandon the car! Run there as fast as you can!"

The car doors opened simultaneously, and dozens of black figures leaped out of the vehicles, shooting off towards Lanhe City.

-

In the center of Lanhe City, amidst ruins.

"Director Ye!" "Director Ye!" "Chief Hu!"

Wang Qi and the others rushed over from all directions and stopped beside Ye Yi.

They also saw Ye Yi on the ruins and Hu Lie who had just fallen from mid-air.

Hu Lie tried to accelerate to catch up with Wu You, but his severely injured body was no longer under his control, so much so that he could not even maintain his airborne state and fell from mid-air.

Fortunately, Ye Yi reacted quickly, leaping up and catching him in mid-air.

The two landed, and Ye Yi staggered slightly, but still managed to steady Hu Lie.

But they had no time to think about anything else; their eyes were fixed on the pure white shooting star that was hurtling toward the God of a Thousand Faces!

Following their gaze, Wang Qi and the others also spotted the rapidly moving meteor: "What is that...?"

In mid-air, the pure white flames on Wu You's body were still burning, and his aura was rising: Ninth Rank C, Ninth Rank B, Ninth Rank A, Ninth Rank Limit.

In just a few seconds, Wu You jumped two major levels directly from the seventh level.

So, what is the price?

His hair was growing rapidly, from his ears to his shoulders, from his shoulders to his waist, and from his waist to his ankles.

Moreover, as the hair grows longer, its color fades rapidly. Starting from the roots, the black color seems to be drawn away, quickly turning gray and white.

The moment his aura reached the limit of the ninth rank, his long, gray hair, reaching his ankles, danced wildly in the air.

【Lihentian】is an extremely special sword technique.

This sword technique has no moves, no mental cultivation method, no distinction between minor, major, and perfect levels, and it cannot even be improved with experience points.

Its only effect is to ignite and elevate life!

The caster burns their own lifespan in exchange for a short-term power boost! The more lifespan burned, the greater the boost!

Wu You burned 70% of his lifespan, leaping from the seventh rank to the ninth rank limit in one step.

But it's not over.

Allocable experience points: 35200 → 25331.

Star Pivot Seven Luminaries Sword (Great Completion) (30131/40000) → Star Pivot Seven Luminaries Sword (Perfect)!

Although it did not lead to a further increase in level.

But a brand new characteristic slowly emerges behind the sword technique!

Special Feature: Meteor Shower!!!

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The Thousand-Faced God's descent also noticed the rapidly approaching white streak.

The enormous red head turned slightly, and its black, vertical pupil, filled with layers of golden halos, slowly opened.

A sense of being stared at him, ten times stronger than before, instantly surged into Wu You's heart.

But this time, the icy power that had appeared before was instantly extinguished by the cool air that had reached the ninth-level limit as soon as it entered his body.

Wu You raised his longsword, which was also burning with pure white flames.

The Tianquan Wenqu Sword is used to find weaknesses; the Tianshu Pojun Sword is used to kill with a single blow.

The two techniques combined, and the sword light, like a shooting star chasing the moon, pierced straight into the center of that huge vertical pupil.

But the Thousand-Faced God's descended form remained motionless, still slowly rotating in mid-air. The next moment, Wu You's sword pierced straight through its body without resistance or sensation, as if it had stabbed into the air, into something that did not exist!

He recalled Hu Lie's words: This wisp of power is of an extremely high level, existing in a state that ordinary people cannot understand; ordinary attacks simply cannot hit it!

Couldn't it hit?

Then, a dazzling starlight suddenly shone at the edge of the sword.

Wu You added the sure-hit Yao Guang Dong Ming Sword to the Tian Quan Wen Qu Sword and Tian Shu Po Jun Sword!

He once again stepped into the air, transforming into a white streak of light, and launched a second attack, still targeting the center of His pupil!

This time, the moment the sword tip was extended, a different sensation was felt. It wasn't the feeling of piercing flesh, but rather like piercing a ball of extremely sticky glue, requiring tremendous effort to advance even an inch.

But before the sword tip even touched the pupil, a strong repulsive force surged from the black pupil, pushing Wu You outwards.

Wu You thrust in with all his might, and the repulsive force pushed him outward.

The two forces were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, forming a brief and delicate dynamic balance.

But in the end, repulsion prevailed.

Wu You was thrown out and tumbled several times in the air before regaining his balance.

But he was certain of one thing: he could now pose a threat to Him.

Otherwise, He wouldn't have blocked it!

Wu You narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, a gigantic humanoid phantom, thousands of meters tall, appeared in the sky above Lanhe City, next to the giant vertical pupil.

The phantom was taller, larger, and more solid than Hu Lie's, its silvery-white body almost solidifying into a physical form, and it held an equally enormous longsword burning with pure white flames in its hand.

The illusory figure had clear features and looked exactly like Wu You.

"A fully formed illusory form..." Hu Lie murmured, gazing at the sky-covering figure, "The limit of the ninth rank..."

Wang Qi and the others were also stunned: "That face..."

Then, the enormous phantom began to move.

It raised its greatsword, and pure white flames shot up from the blade, then stabbed down fiercely, aiming directly at the vertical pupil of the red head.

boom--

A tremendous roar resounded through the sky.

Even the residents hiding in the underground shelter could hear it clearly: some covered their ears, some hugged the people next to them tightly, and some closed their eyes and prayed.

A huge shockwave spread out from the point of impact, whipping up the rubble and debris from the ruins like a sandstorm. Hu Lie and the others unconsciously raised their hands to shield their eyes.

The shockwave dissipated.

The giant humanoid sword hovered in mid-air, blocked by a faint red barrier that seemed neither real nor tangible.

The barrier was as thin as a membrane, yet incredibly sturdy, preventing the sword tip from advancing an inch.

At the same time, an absolutely neutral voice, devoid of joy or sorrow, resounded in Wu You's mind.

"You possess the aura of rules, a power beyond your comprehension."

Wu You's pupils suddenly contracted.

This is... the voice of the Thousand-Faced God!?