Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"Forward four!"

With Zhang Huaimin's command.

The warp drive at the tail of the Pangu instantly erupted with a ghostly blue light powerful enough to tear through the void.

The massive ship shuddered slightly, transforming into an elusive afterimage as it plunged headlong into the colorful ancient starry road!

A strong sense of weightlessness and spatial distortion washes over you.

However, with the support of the "High-Dimensional Fountain of Youth" in their physical condition, Zhang Huaimin and Lin Wanyi remained as stable as Mount Tai.

I don't know how much time passed.

It may be a moment, or it may be ten thousand years.

"Buzz—"

As the Pangu broke through the last spatial barrier, the bizarre and colorful light around it suddenly disappeared.

Instead.

It is an extremely vast and profound unfamiliar star field, dotted with countless dazzling stars!

"Reporting, Captain!"

Chen Bing stared intently at the radar screen on the control panel, his voice revealing a barely concealed mix of excitement and nervousness.

"We have successfully exited the spatial passage!"

"Environmental scan complete: air composition unknown, gravity parameters unknown, but no lethal radiation detected!"

"This... must be the edge of the legendary Big Dipper Starfield!"

Zhang Huaimin walked to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking at this starry sky, so different from Earth's perspective, a fiery fighting spirit flashed in his deep black eyes.

Immortal world.

I, Zhang Huaimin, have arrived!

However, before he could even properly appreciate the scenery of this otherworldly starry sky...

"Beep—! Beep—! Beep—!"

The deep-space radar of the Pangu suddenly emitted an extremely sharp and piercing red alarm!

"Warning! A large number of high-speed unidentified flying objects have been detected approaching!"

Speed: Mach 3! Quantity: Thirty-eight!

Chen Bing's expression changed, and he instantly drew the high-energy laser pistol from his waist.

"All units prepare for battle! Shields activated!"

About 100 kilometers in the void directly in front of the Pangu.

Dozens of streaks of light of different colors resembled a swarm of flies attracted by a fishy smell.

It hurtled toward the Pangu with overwhelming force!

Zhang Huaimin squinted.

"System, activate visual enhancement."

The gaze instantly zoomed in.

When he saw the true nature of those "unidentified flying objects," Zhang Huaimin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That's a person!

A group of people dressed in tattered ancient robes and with long hair.

A cultivator standing on all sorts of flying swords, gourds, and broken fans, some of which are even rusty!

Behind them followed a dilapidated wooden spirit boat, its surface riddled with knife marks and sword holes.

Isn't this just the legendary lowest-ranking "space pirates"?!

"Brother Chen, put down your weapon."

Zhang Huaimin pulled a bag of potato chips from his pocket, tore open the packaging, and started crunching away.

"A bunch of rogue cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages can't even break through the shield. Don't waste the high-energy batteries."

Chen Bing was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't understand what Zhang Huaimin meant by "Foundation Building Stage", he still obediently put away his gun.

Soon, the group of pirates riding flying swords surrounded the Pangu.

They were like country bumpkins who had never seen the world, pointing and commenting on this thousand-meter-long steel behemoth.

"Boss, what... what kind of magic weapon is this? Why is there no spiritual energy fluctuation at all?"

A skinny pirate with a tattered palm-leaf fan swallowed hard and asked somewhat nervously.

The pirate captain was a burly man with a fierce face and bare chest.

He stood on a decent broadsword, and his body emanated the spiritual pressure of a Golden Core stage cultivator (a master in a remote star field).

He circled the Pangu ship, scanning it repeatedly with his divine sense.

"Hmph! Just a pile of lifeless junk!"

The pirate captain spat disdainfully.

"It's probably a giant toy created by some mortal country without spiritual roots, which accidentally got caught in the spatial turbulence."

"Look at this sheet metal, all black and unremarkable, without even a defensive array. I could cleave a hole in it with a single sword strike!"

In the minds of cultivators, anything without spiritual energy is nothing more than scrap metal for mortals, easily destroyed.

The pirate captain, emboldened, channeled his inner energy and used a sound amplification spell.

His voice, like rolling thunder, traveled through the vacuum and directly into the bridge of the Pangu.

"Listen up, you people inside!"

"I built this road, I planted these trees!"

"Grandpa is the 'Black Wind True Lord' of this star field!"

"If you know what's good for you, open this iron door right now and hand over all your valuables and beautiful women!"

"If I'm in a good mood, I might spare the lives of you mortals!"

This opening line is incredibly corny.

The officers and soldiers on the Pangu ship looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Lin Wanyi couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"Huaimin, is this the cultivator you were talking about? He sounds just like a bandit king from a storytelling performance!"

Zhang Huaimin swallowed the potato chip in his mouth and sneered.

"The cultivation world is also a dog-eat-dog world; this is how the bottom level behaves."

He walked to the command platform and looked at the pirate captain who was still swaggering outside.

"Since they're treating us like pushovers."

Zhang Huaimin picked up the microphone, his tone revealing an undisguised mockery and coldness.

"Brother Chen."

"For us 'immortals' who have come from afar."

"Listen to the voice of truth."

Chen Bing had been holding back for a long time, and upon hearing the order, a cruel, sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, Captain!"

Chen Bing's fingers tapped rapidly on the fire control panel.

"Secondary gun system, 1% charge!"

"Target locked! The monkey shouting the loudest right in front of us!"

"emission!"

Om-!

On the side of the massive, cold hull of the Pangu, a small secondary gun, only three meters long, suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling blue light from its muzzle!

The charging speed is so fast that it takes less than 0.1 seconds.

The pirate captain outside was preparing to brandish his greatsword and teach this iron lump a lesson.

"boom--!!!"

A high-energy laser beam, about the thickness of a water tank, composed entirely of highly concentrated plasma!

It burst forth instantly from the muzzle of the secondary gun!

This laser's speed is the true speed of light!

There was no sound, no sparks from air friction.

Only the extreme, terrifyingly high temperature that can melt titanium alloy in an instant!

"What is that?!"

The pirate captain was so struck by a sudden flash of light that he didn't even have time to send out a warning using his divine sense.

The blue beam of light had already swept across his waist with extreme precision!

"laugh--!"

There was no bloodshed, no flying bones and flesh.

Because the moment you come into contact with a high-energy laser, the temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius vaporizes everything!

The "top-grade" flying sword at the pirate captain's feet, along with his lower body below the navel.

Within 0.01 seconds.

Vanished into thin air!

Not even a speck of ashes remained!

"..."

The thirty-odd pirates who had been making a ruckus just moments before suddenly became like roosters with their necks being choked.

All sound came to an abrupt halt.

They stared wide-eyed at their leader, who was now only half-dead and still suspended in mid-air.

My brain completely shut down.

What... what the hell is this magic?!

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, and no incantations or spells were chanted.

A flash of blue light, and the lower half of the Golden Core stage cultivator was gone just like that?!

"ah--!!!"

It took a full three seconds for the excruciating pain to finally reach the pirate captain's brain.

He looked at his empty lower body and let out the most piercing and desperate scream of his life.

"My legs! My sword! Aaaaaah!"

His remaining upper body thrashed wildly in space, and blood began to gush out like a fountain.

"What...what kind of magical artifact is this?!"

"Who...who exactly are you people?!"

The pirate captain screamed in terror at the Pangu, his once arrogant face now filled with extreme fear of the unknown.

This is no ordinary toy!

This is an absolute weapon capable of instantly killing a Golden Core cultivator!

Inside the bridge of the Pangu, Zhang Huaimin was still leisurely eating potato chips, not even bothering to look at anything else.

"Brother Chen, please clean up the rest of the flies. They're an eyesore."

"Yes!" A cold glint flashed in Chen Bing's eyes, and his hand reached for the launch button again.

Just then.

"drop--!"

The deep-space radar of the Pangu spacecraft emitted another urgent warning sound.

On the holographic screen.

In the depths of space, less than a thousand kilometers away from them.

A massive wooden spirit boat, even twice the size of the Pangu!

It radiated a dazzling golden light and breathtaking spiritual energy.

Just as it broke through the void, like a moving palace on the sea, it was attracted by the energy fluctuations from the laser cannon.

They are speeding towards the direction of the Pangu!