Leave None Alive
The hidden wounds accumulated in the bones and muscles are healing, the blockages in the meridians are being cleared, and even the fatigue and cracks left in the depths of the Divine Soul due to years of battles are being gently soothed by a higher level of Life Dao Rhythm.
"Click... click..."
Within the bodies of several veterans, one could even hear the crisp sound of bones being remodeled.
In just a dozen or so breaths...
When Chen Fan withdrew his hand, Wei Changkong and the others felt as if they had been reborn, filled with an unprecedented sense of ease and power.
They usually maintain 70-80% of their combat strength, but at this moment, they have all returned to their peak!
The way everyone looked at Chen Fan completely changed.
If the previous silent massacre brought them shock and awe, then...
At this moment, this miraculous healing completely dispelled the last trace of barriers caused by their identities, leaving only unwavering devotion and fervor.
This young Guardian not only possesses godlike and demonic methods of killing, but also wields a life-giving power akin to Creation itself!
After treating his comrade's injuries, Chen Fan said nothing, turned around and returned to the Command Center, where he sat cross-legged on the central platform and slowly closed his eyes.
He appeared to be meditating, but in reality, his vast and boundless Divine Thoughts, as powerful as the Star Sea, had already transformed into an invisible and intangible Heaven-and-Earth Net, silently spreading out and enveloping this vast and Annihilation Star Domain, monitoring every abnormal fluctuation of the laws.
He's waiting.
Wait until the wolf pack reveals its presence.
Time passed day by day.
Day 5.
Chen Fan, who was in deep meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, a brilliant glint flashing in them.
He sensed it.
On the edge of a certain Star Domain, amidst a chaotic meteor storm, an extremely faint yet brand-new and pure fluctuation of law is slowly emerging.
A new Universe Origin has emerged.
"Grown ups!"
Almost simultaneously, Wei Changkong rushed into the Command Center, pulled up the Holographic Star Map, pointed at the flashing point of light, and his expression was somewhat complicated.
"A new energy fluctuation has been detected. However... this fluctuation is very weak. Based on past experience, it should be the lowest quality Secondary Origin, and probably... it cannot be used as an opportunity to break through to the Ninth Tier."
His words contained both the excitement of discovering his target and a hint of barely concealed disappointment.
This kind of thing is neither good nor bad for these Eighth-Order powerhouses; they find it tasteless to eat it, but also a pity to throw it away.
Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that it has not attracted the covetous eyes of those three "Nightfall Rippers".
Even a mosquito's leg is still meat, no matter how small.
Chen Fan slowly stood up, his tone so calm that it revealed no emotion.
"Not a single resource of the Human Race can fall into enemy hands."
His gaze swept over Wei Changkong, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable decisiveness.
"All personnel assembled, ready to depart."
Wei Changkong's heart skipped a beat, all hesitation vanished instantly. He straightened his back abruptly and replied in a deep voice, "Yes!"
A modified, menacing warship silently sailed out of the Thirteenth Node, like a shark lurking in the darkness, merging into the deathly silence of the universe.
Soon, the warship arrived at its destination.
A chaotic and violent Asteroid Belt.
In the center of the Asteroid Belt, a mass of energy emitting a murky, yellowish-brown light pulsed slowly, just like a heart.
Beside that energy mass, a group of about ten Void Shadow Race members, exuding a cold and twisted aura, had already gotten there first.
Leading the group was a Shadow Clan expert whose aura had reached the Early Stage of Rank Eight.
Its form shifted constantly in the shadows, seemingly without substance. Upon sensing the warship carrying Chen Fan and the others, a wave of soul energy filled with mockery and contempt swept over them in an instant.
"Heh heh... The remnants of the Thirteenth Node? They're like hyenas that come just because they smell something."
"The previous leader's bones aren't even cold yet, and they're sending another baby to die? Is it worth it for such a scrap?"
The piercing shriek of the soul enraged Wei Changkong and the others, their murderous aura surging as they were about to shout at them.
Chen Fan simply raised his eyes calmly and glanced at the Shadow Clan expert through the warship's porthole.
That look in his eyes was like looking at a noisy summer insect.
He didn't say much, and didn't even get up.
It was just a casual flick of the finger.
"Call out!"
A barely perceptible, hair-thin gray thread shot out from his fingertips.
Ignoring the barriers of space and the raging meteorite, it instantly entered the body of the Shadow Clan expert who was laughing arrogantly, in a way that transcended the realm of laws.
In an instant, the soul screams of the Shadow Clan powerhouses ceased abruptly.
Its body, which had been twisting and turning in the shadows, suddenly stiffened. Then, under the horrified gaze of its companions, its body, like a painting being set on fire, silently began to turn to ashes from the inside out.
Before he could even utter a scream, a powerful expert at the Early Stage of Rank Eight was completely erased from existence in absolute silence.
Only a core, gleaming with a cold, eerie light, remained, silently suspended in place.
With a casual gesture, Chen Fan sent the Eighth-Order Core and the Secondary Origin piercing through the Void and landing in his palm.
He calmly weighed it in his hand, but his gaze was fixed on the direction from which the Shadow Clan expert had come, as if he could pierce through the endless Void and see the even larger and more terrifying existence behind him.
Outside the warship's porthole, the Eighth-Order Shadow Clan expert, whose existence had been erased, was being completely washed away by the chaotic meteor shower.
After a brief period of deathly silence and dazedness, the dozen or so elite Shadow Clan under its command finally awoke from the fear of their leader being instantly killed.
Without the slightest hesitation, they unleashed their fastest speed ever, transforming into a dozen twisted shadows as they frantically fled in all directions.
Panic spread among them like a plague.
Inside the warship's command center, Wei Changkong and the ten veterans were still breathing heavily, their minds still reeling from the miraculous finger strike.
"Leave no one alive."
Chen Fan's calm voice broke the silence in the room.
His gaze no longer fell on the window, as if the fleeing Shadow Clan were already lifeless.
Wei Changkong jolted awake, his fighting spirit, ignited in his chest, instantly boiling.
He suppressed the tremor in his voice and roared out the words they had forgotten for countless years with all his might.
"Fire!!"
"Buzz!!"
The weapon systems of the ferocious warship were activated to their maximum potential in an instant.
Beams of light, shimmering with destructive energy, intertwined to form a web of death, precisely and violently enveloping the Asteroid Belt.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With a devastating energy explosion, the fleeing shadows didn't even have time to utter a scream before being utterly obliterated into the most insignificant dust in the universe.
At this moment, Wei Changkong and the others felt that the pent-up frustration and repression that had been building up in their chests for so long were swept away by the deafening sound of artillery fire.