Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

Two powerful figures at the half-step Taixu Realm deployed an offensive and a defensive strategy, complementing each other to block the Starry Sky Human Race's fleet.

Even before the war began, a chilling atmosphere swept across the starry sky. Neither the Flying Immortal Lord nor Jiang Mo dispersed their divine forms, for they knew that the Starry Sky Human Race was about to arrive!

That aura that makes the universe tremble, cold and brutal, is elusive and its exact location is still uncertain, but it is getting closer and closer!

One minute.

Two minutes.

three minutes.

Three minutes and nineteen seconds, within one millionth of a second.

The demon kings and masters present felt a sudden sense of unease rise in their hearts without warning.

The premonition of impending doom, which threatened to drag them into the abyss of death, was so intense that it made their faces stiffen, their nerves tighten, and they dared not even breathe.

"Boom!!"

It felt like an instant, yet also like eternity. The depths of the starry sea were torn apart by a terrifying light, and in the blink of an eye, countless warships appeared, surrounding a giant star that had been transformed into a mothership.

More than 100,000 warships crossed from the depths of space, the light covering their surfaces gradually fading, and their speed decreasing drastically.

It was precisely because of this that the Master and the Demon King who came to intercept them were able to see clearly what kind of massive fleet they were about to face.

"Boom!!!"

The fleet was tens of thousands of kilometers away, yet it felt as if it were right next to us. Small warships were hundreds of kilometers away, medium-sized ones were thousands of kilometers away, and large ones were tens of thousands of kilometers away. It was like an out-of-control tide of metal, constantly approaching the solar system.

Meanwhile, inside the starship, the leader, twenty elders, and one hundred and twenty-eight councilors sat in the highest temple, gazing at the projection in front of them.

In the magnificent universe, two enormous monsters, each a million kilometers in size, appeared. They were both humanoid with distinct features; the one on the left was majestic and cold, while the one on the right was gentle and handsome.

Based on the information provided by the subterranean human race, it is not difficult to identify them as the Flying Immortal Master of Tianyuan and the Three Ones Mystic Venerable.

"How brave!"

"They actually came to intercept us!"

Dross was furious but laughed. He really didn't expect the creatures of his homeland to have such courage, daring to bring a mere ten or so extraordinary beings to start a war against the Empire.

"Human genes, are they really this terrifying...?"

Elder Laiyun stared at the towering figure, his eyes filled with astonishment. In the past thousands of years, no matter how much they developed and improved the genes of their race, they could not achieve this level.

That life projection was not an illusion, but a pure energy entity, larger than many ancient life-bearing planets. Facing them, the fleet of 100,000 ships was like facing a towering mythical mountain.

How exactly is it controlled?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Laiyun wouldn't have believed that the Master of his homeland possessed such a level of skill.

Inside the temple, many elders looked horrified, and some even felt fear. This was definitely a brutal war!

"All ships, listen to my command! Launch an attack immediately, at all costs, and make these trivial matters disappear."

"All mechs, advance and prepare for battle!"

Elder Zavo, the empire's highest military commander, had a frosty face. His cold words instantly reached the 100,000 warships, signaling the start of the attack.

"Boom!!!"

In an instant, the countless cannons of 100,000 warships slowly adjusted their positions, locked onto the obstruction in front, and began to frantically charge up their power before roaring and unleashing their fury.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

One after another, millions of star-destroying beams swept across the sky, like signs of world destruction, dyeing the starry sky with dazzling, flowing light.

"Buzz!!!"

Tens of millions of first-class, special-class, and super mechs poured out from the exits opened in each ship, like a bloodthirsty and frenzied swarm of insects, heading towards the edge of the solar system ahead.

Witnessing such an astonishing scene, the long-dormant blood of the three ancient alien races boiled over, their fighting spirit ignited and rapidly rose to its peak.

They roared, shaking the starry sky, and countless meteorites exploded.

This is a war between technology and evolution!

A war that will last until death!

"kill!"

With a sharp shout, Jiang Mo charged into battle, unleashing a sword aura that stretched for millions of miles, like a vast, raging black sea, instantly swallowing hundreds of thousands of deafening beams of star-destroying light.

"Boom!"

The three ancient beings of the three races and the Flying Immortal Master followed closely behind. The five figures unleashed their peak combat power, like a group of resurrected humanoid tyrannosaurus rex, braving countless cannon fire, and charged straight into the Starry Sky Human Race's fleet.

The stream of light, which was said to be able to destroy stars, could not penetrate the Xuanwu Formation, one of the twelve unparalleled divine powers unleashed by the Flying Immortal Master.

"Boom!"

The Flying Immortal Master's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a massive amount of true qi was released, causing the range of the Xuanwu Formation to suddenly expand thousands of times, withstanding the barrage of numerous streams of light.

Jiang Mo took the lead, rushing to the edge of the fleet. He raised his hand and unleashed a sword strike, the sword energy surging and tearing apart more than a thousand Yellow-class warships.

"call out!"

The next instant, his afterimage was pierced, and a strange beam of star-destroying light burst forth from his body, nearly severely injuring him. It was a dimensional space cannon fired by the Starry Sky Race using advanced technology, ignoring distance and defense, and striking directly into the target's interior.

"Boohoo!!"

Coincidentally, hundreds and thousands of dimensional space cannons were frantically aimed at the Flying Immortal Master, the Blood Demon Ancestor, and others, aiming for a swift victory.

At that moment, Jiang Mo leaped up, standing high above the massive fleet of the Starry Sky Human Race. He pointed his left hand at the Eternal Mothership, his cold voice resounding through the void.

"Come!"

"Let me see just how amazing your sparks really are."

"?!"

Upon hearing these words, the elders in the temple widened their eyes like copper bells, their faces suddenly turning deathly pale, as if they had made a connection to something.

Unfortunately, it was too late; they couldn't stop it.

The ultimate beam of light sealed within Jiang Mo's body showed signs of loosening. It converged from his fingertips and shot towards the Eternal Mothership below within one microsecond.

"Boom!!!"

An incredibly massive crimson beam of light, with the force of world destruction, swept down with overwhelming force, its speed far exceeding that of lightning.

This horrifying scene filled countless Star Race members who were following the war with despair, sending a chill down their spines.

Chapter 593 The Empire Destroys, the Great Enemy Emerges

"Damn it!"

"Stop him!"

The elders in the temple were in a panic, and Dross was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he slammed his fist on the table hysterically.

"Boom!!!"

The chaotic noise was silenced by the devastating roar of the cannons. The entire Eternal Mothership was teetering on the brink of collapse under the onslaught of that streak of light. It didn't even have time to activate its energy barrier before the numerous superalloy armor layers covering the star's surface were easily torn apart like paper.

The power emanating from the ultimate star-destroying cannon, in a single strike, instantly illuminated the entire starry sky. The violent stream of light relentlessly pierced through the mothership's protective layers, showing no sign of stopping.

"Boom!!!"

Countless fragments of alloy drifted through space, and a corner of the mothership was almost sunk.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, a black and white vortex suddenly appeared, which continued to expand and swallowed all the light, diverting the attack to other spaces.

"Boom!!!"

In the distance, the dim starry sky lit up with a scarlet light, and the star-destroying beams were unleashed indiscriminately, shattering dozens of small planets along the way and turning them to ashes.

The key figure who changed everything, standing before the Eternal Mothership, was undoubtedly the Empire's most elite Sharp Sequence War God, ranked third, 'Avalon'.

It was a genetically modified warrior wearing a close-fitting mecha suit. He had gray-brown hair and a strong physique. The metal covering his body was as soft and agile as flowing water, with maximum defensive capabilities. He withstood the star-destroying light stream without a scratch.

Rather than saying he endured it head-on, a more accurate description would be that the mysterious mecha distorted his body, making him completely outside the dimension of reality, thus avoiding the terrifying damage.

Avalon's eyes gleamed with a sharp, fierce light as he cautiously surveyed the formidable enemy in the distance. The crystal on his chest was connected to the Empire's most powerful central supercomputer, allowing him to anticipate various crises in battle at any time and react accordingly.

Not only him, but all the other Sequence Gods of War have this standard configuration.

However, none of these methods worked on Jiang Mo. His speed was simply too fast, far beyond what the Starry Sky Clan could detect or predict. There was no trace of his movement; it was as if he were exchanging spaces.

"call out!"

"call out!!"

One after another, unfamiliar mech figures bounced off the decks of nearby Sky-class warships and flew out from the core area inside the mothership to fight alongside Avalon.

Seven of the Empire's highest-level individual combatants, Sequence War Gods—four men and three women—all with sickly pale skin, surrounded Jiang Mo, spreading out in multiple directions—front, back, left, right, up, and down—to prevent him from attacking the mothership again.

Their physical forms are comparable to those of top-tier Masters, not to mention the added advantage of mechs, making their combat power approach that of top-tier Masters.

The accompanying mechs are all different; some are heavy and heavy, while others are swift and agile. What they have in common is that their eyes are all cold and calm, showing no fear whatsoever, like a war machine that has been forged through countless trials.

"Boom!!!"

Jiang Mo was surrounded by seven people, and before he could even make a move, countless dimensional space cannons attacked him.

"Buzz!"

A dazzling void array pattern, shaped like a deep abyss, bloomed from behind Jiang Mo. He formed a hand seal with his left hand, locking down all dimensions of the surrounding space and eliminating any possibility of being ambushed.

"Submit to your doom, humans!"

"With the glory of the empire, we will bury you!"

A sequence war god roared angrily, unfurling wings made of light particles behind him, and shot out sixteen crimson rays that linked together to form an encirclement, amplifying the gravity of the area by trillions of times, in an attempt to suppress the target.

That's a gravitational magnetic field powerful enough to crush even planets; in the known history of the Empire, no matter or living being has ever been able to withstand it.

"Boom!"

The other six Sequence War Gods were also unleashing their most powerful killing moves, all aimed at Jiang Mo, whose movements were restricted.

The next moment, the pupils of the seven people shrank to the size of pinpoints, unable to accept what they were seeing.

The creatures of that homeland stood calmly within the gravitational magnetic field, enduring a barrage of deadly attacks without incident.

Jiang Mo used the power of the Book of Time to modify his own timeline. Strictly speaking, this has a similar effect to the past incarnation of the Flying Immortal Sect.

His true form is located at this position from several years ago, while the current position of the attack by the seven sequence war gods cannot reach him at all. To put it simply, it's like a mirage; they only hit the phantom.

Before the seven War Gods could come up with a solution, a detached voice pierced their hearts.

"That's it for now."

The figure, seemingly trapped within the gravitational magnetic field, unleashed a sword strike. The astonishing sword light stretched across the boundless horizon, easily shattering countless killing moves. It resembled a roaring dragon, opening its blood-red maw to devour the seven ranked war gods.

"Pfft!!"

"Pfft!!!"

"Bang!!"

In a single exchange, the seven Sequence War Gods suffered severe injuries and were nearly killed. The mechs worn by each of them were cleaved into pieces by the black sword energy, with electric currents splashing everywhere and blue oily liquid flowing out.

The original body hidden inside was also subjected to the agonizing sword energy. The seven people coughed up blood, their eyes rolled back, and their bones and internal organs were shattered into bloody foam. Their consciousness was broken and on the verge of death, making it impossible for them to control their bodies.

Jiang Mo, who is halfway to the Taixu Realm, holds the Folding Immortal Sword and has reached the peak of his combat power in this life. Looking at the entire Starry Sky Human Race, there is no single person who can fight against him.

The elders and councilors inside the temple rose shakily from their seats, staring at the projection of the battlefield, their lips trembling, some even letting out angry cries of pain.

"how come!!"

"how come!!!"

Of the empire's ten ranked war gods, seven were crippled in less than a single exchange with Jiang Mo, the situation far exceeding their control.

At this moment, a feeling that had been dormant for thousands of years, called fear, resurfaced in the hearts of many high-ranking officials.

Compared to their near-madness of terror, Jiang Mo was equally astonished:

"...?"

His gaze swept across the void. The seven people who had been hit by his sword were all hanging on by a thread thanks to the protection of their mechs and their already strong physical bodies. Some even showed signs of recovery.

"Boom!"