Slain! Jubilation!

But the only response He received was the slow turning of the Life-and-Death Millstone.

Squeak!!

The sound was like the giant wheel of the universe crushing across the galaxy, like the laws of time erasing eras.

All the struggles of the Mother Nest, all the venomous curses, turned into the most ridiculous futility in the face of this absolute power that represents the ultimate cycle of the universe.

His enormous body, comparable to Star Domain, was crushed inch by inch by the power of the Millstone.

His supposedly immortal will was gradually disintegrated by the Life-and-Death Dao Principles contained within the Millstone.

Ultimately, everything transformed into an unprecedented torrent of Origin Source energy!

That was a complete Dao Fruit belonging to a Lesser Martial God!

This immense torrent of Origin Source energy was not wasted in the slightest; it was completely absorbed by the Life-and-Death Millstone, and then poured back into Chen Fan's Divine Kingdom in the Palm.

Within the Divine Kingdom, hundreds of worlds that had been barren due to insufficient energy were instantly revitalized under the nourishment of this boundless vitality!

Above the earth's surface, mountains rise and rivers rush.

Tender green grass shoots break through the soil, and towering ancient trees rise from the ground!

The Void Abyss of the Void of countless Human Race, was purified by a pure radiance of creation after the Mother Nest was completely wiped out, becoming cleaner and more sacred than ever before.

The fall of a Martial God has brought about the rebirth of hundreds of worlds!

The moment the essence of the Mother Nest completely vanished into the universe.

Inside the Bone Temple, the Ancient Ancestor, whose soul flames burned with a ghostly green, experienced a violent tremor, nearly extinguishing itself.

Within the Abyss Demon Hall, that mocking will fell into eternal silence.

Throughout the universe, all the Alien Races Martial God- level beings watching the battle fell into a deathly silence.

The mockery and contempt have long since vanished.

Instead, there was a bone-chilling coldness and an uncontrollable... fear!

A being of the same rank who had lived for several eras and was nearly invincible in his own Divine Kingdom was so easily... devoured in front of the entire universe by a newly born Human Race Martial God who was less than a hundred years old!

At the same time.

Human Race Sacred Hall.

The Martial God of War, surrounded by billions of bolts of lightning, stared blankly at the Star Domain shrouded in the Light of Creation on the Light Screen, his mouth slightly open, forgetting to close it.

The once arrogant and Heaven-Slaying Martial God, who had clamored to die in battle, was now as quiet as a child.

After a brief silence.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The suppressed elation and exhilaration transformed into boundless laughter that shook the entire Sacred Temple.

"Well done! Well done, Chen Fan! Well done, my Human Race Martial God!!"

That laughter was filled with boundless joy and triumph!

The Abyss of the Void.

Chen Fan slowly withdrew all his supernatural powers, and the Divine Kingdom Universe and the Life-and-Death Millstone and death behind him disappeared completely. His aura became restrained once again, as ordinary as a boy who had never cultivated.

With a single step, he crossed the core of the Abyss and returned to the bridge of the Tianyuan flagship.

Inside the bridge, there was a deathly silence.

The one-armed Wang Pojun, along with all the battle-hardened generals behind him, stared at him wide-eyed and blankly, as if their souls had left their bodies.

Ignoring the Petrification gazes of the crowd, Chen Fan simply lowered his head and straightened his clothes, which remained perfectly wrinkle-free even during the battle.

Then, facing Wang Pojun, all the soldiers on the bridge, and the millions of soldiers watching through the Light Screen, he solemnly gave a perfectly standard Federation military salute.

His voice was calm and gentle, just as it had been before he went to war.

"I have fulfilled my mission."

"Gentlemen, let's go home."

Wang Pojun, a veteran who had spent half his life fighting in the starry sky and watched countless comrades-in-arms perish here, stared blankly at the handsome and humble young man in front of him, and then at the purified Void outside the porthole, filled with the breath of new life.

Two streams of scalding tears flowed uncontrollably from the tiger's eyes.

Behind him, millions of soldiers finally snapped out of their shock.

The next second.

A frenzied cheer, powerful enough to overturn galaxies and shatter Stars, erupted with a deafening roar!

"The Martial God is invincible!!"

"Human Race will prevail!!"

"Let's go home! Let's go home!!"

This earth-shattering roar resounded throughout this forbidden land, once considered the graveyard of Human Race, heralding the arrival of a new era belonging to Human Race.

The ripples of the jump tunnel slowly closed behind them, and the flagship Tianyuan led a steel torrent of billions of warships out of that eternal silence.

Light has returned to this starry sky.

The roar of the engines and the deafening cheers that echoed through the Star Sea merged into a visible sound wave that swept across the universe like a storm, proclaiming the triumph of Human Race.

The bridge was deathly silent.

The one-armed veteran Wang Pojun stared intently at the Void outside the porthole, purified by the Light of Creation. In his cloudy old eyes, the majestic figure of the fleet was reflected.

He turned abruptly to face the boy who stood as still as a pine tree, and with all his might, gave an extremely solemn military salute.

His voice was hoarse, yet it possessed a power capable of shattering Stars.

"Reporting to the Martial God! The entire Tianyuan Fleet has returned to base! This battle... has not failed our fallen heroes!"

Chen Fan stepped aside, avoiding the full bow.

He reached out and firmly supported Wang Pojun's arm, his expression gentle yet extremely solemn.

"This victory was not achieved by my own efforts alone."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every soldier, carrying a calming power that allowed the almost boiling fervor to slowly settle into a deeper sense of pride and conviction.

"It was forged by all the soldiers of the Tianyuan Defense Line, and the countless heroic souls of our ancestors who lie buried here. I simply did what I was supposed to do."

As the massive fleet assembled and slowly entered the gravitational pull of the Tianyuan Defense Line, an unprecedented grand welcome began.

The entire defensive line stretching across the starry sky has been transformed into a sea of lights.

Countless Stream of Light, symbolizing glory and victory, shot into the sky from the fortress, warships, and civilian space stations, bursting into the most dazzling fireworks against the dark backdrop of space.

The shouts of hundreds of millions of soldiers and civilians spontaneously converged into one sentence, which resounded throughout the entire borders of the Human Federation.

"Welcome back in triumph, Martial God!"

Chen Fan ordered the entire army to rest for three days and celebrate with the people.

Then, amidst thunderous cheers, his figure quietly faded away, returning alone to the Martial God Sacred Temple, which he had created with his own hands and which had now become the spiritual totem of the Tianyuan Defense Line.

Inside the Sacred Temple, all was quiet.

He did not cultivate; he simply sat quietly on the throne constructed of laws, his Divine Thought flowing like mercury, covering the entire defensive line, feeling the joy, excitement, and hope that came from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, his sense of duty to protect became more steadfast and pure than ever before.