You Can't Kill Them, but You Can Cripple Them!
Just then, the voice of the White Emperor quietly echoed in his mind.
Your new battlefield is the Heaven-Slaying Defense Line.
"That place is overseen by the Heaven-Slaying Martial God's Conquest."
"But they faced two powerful cosmic races, the Blood Clan and the Space Ghosts. Each race possessed a Lesser Martial God."
One against two!
Chen Fan's gaze instantly sharpened, as if piercing through endless space and time, looking towards the blood-red Star Domain marked as extremely dangerous on the Star Map.
Heaven-Slaying Martial God!
The battle there was a hundred times more brutal than the battle at the former Tianyuan Defense Line!
The fighting spirit that had just subsided after a great victory reignited in his heart, burning fiercely once more like oil poured on a raging fire!
Chen Fan slowly turned around, facing the tens of millions of soldiers below who had chosen to stay, their fighting spirit soaring.
His calm yet powerful voice resounded throughout the entire fleet.
"Those willing to follow me to the battlefields..."
"Board the ship!"
The next moment.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless Stream of Light shot into the sky from the plaza, like dazzling galaxies flowing against the current, and converged without hesitation toward the flagship, Tianyuan, which was quietly floating behind Chen Fan!
The Tianyuan flagship tore through Dimensions and emerged from the jump tunnel.
It was not greeted with triumphant cheers and glory.
Instead, there was only deathly silence.
The starry sky took on an eerie dark red hue, as if it had been soaked through with endless blood.
The shattered wreckage of warships floated silently in the cold universe like tombstones. Some enormous Stars were even cut in half, the cuts smooth, leaving behind a chilling lingering aura of law.
The thick stench of blood mingled with the decaying, corrupt aura of the laws, almost solidifying into a tangible force, causing even the battle-hardened elite soldiers on the Tianyuan to feel a sense of oppression that emanated from their very souls.
This is the Heaven-Slaying Defense Line.
One of the most fiercely contested defensive lines in the Human Race Territory.
Just as the roar of the flagship engine shattered the deathly silence, an overwhelming and unparalleled will swept across like Star storm!
"Buzz!"
The defensive array of the Tianyuan was instantly triggered, and the Light Screen flickered violently.
Immediately afterwards, the space in front of the flagship was torn open by a rough, large hand, and a man clad in crimson Battle Armor, with a physique as imposing as an immortal Divine Mountain, stepped out.
His hair and beard were wild and unruly, each strand seemingly burning with crimson flames. His bronze skin was crisscrossed with countless deep, old and new scars that revealed the bone, each scar radiating the iron-blooded aura of someone who had survived countless battles.
He was a living symbol of war simply by standing there.
Heaven-Slaying Martial God!
His sharp gaze swept across the Tianyuan, finally landing on the calm figure at the bow. He was stunned for a moment, then burst into a wild laugh that shook the stars.
"Haha! Good lad! You're Chen Fan?!"
He took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Chen Fan. His large, fan-like hand slammed heavily onto Chen Fan's shoulder, the force so great that it caused ripples to spread through the surrounding space.
"That old bastard White Emperor wasn't lying to me! I was on the defensive line watching the battle that destroyed the Mother Nest, and it was so exciting! It was truly exhilarating!"
The Heaven-Slaying Martial God's appreciation and admiration were completely undisguised.
However, as soon as his laughter subsided, a fierce fighting spirit erupted in his eyes like a volcano, and he began to rub his hands together, looking Chen Fan up and down.
"Perfect timing! I've been wanting to experience your Dao Principles of Life-and-Death Wheel for a while now. Let's exchange a few blows and see what you're capable of!"
His Qi and Blood was boiling, as if he was about to make a move at any moment.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the excitement on his face deflated instantly, like a punctured balloon.
The Heaven-Slaying Martial God sat down in the Void like a deflated balloon, waving his hand listlessly.
"Forget it, forget it." He scratched his fiery red hair in frustration. "That old bastard White Emperor gave a strict order: no more trouble, lest we push all the Alien Races too far and start the final blood war. Damn it, this is so frustrating!"
Seeing the stark contrast in his appearance before and after, Chen Fan was not surprised at all; instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to this straightforward senior.
"Senior Heaven-Slaying."
Chen Fan spoke calmly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the Heaven-Slaying Martial God.
"Senior White Emperor is right; we must not wage another war of annihilation."
"But it didn't say we weren't allowed to spar."
"Um?"
The Heaven-Slaying Martial God suddenly looked up, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
A hint of amusement crept into Chen Fan's smile.
"As long as we don't kill those two, but only cripple them, let them know the pain and fear, so that for tens of thousands of years to come, their legs will go weak and their Dao Hearts will waver at the mere sight of my Human Race's battle flag."
"A little physical pain is hardly something that would interest the Martial Gods of other races in starting an ultimate blood war with my Human Race over such a trivial matter, is it?"
Chen Fan's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the mind of the Heaven-Slaying Martial God.
He stood there dumbfounded, his mouth slightly agape, as if he were seeing this seemingly humble and polite young man for the first time.
The next second.
He suddenly realized what was happening, and his eyes instantly flashed with a light even more dazzling than a supernova explosion!
"Yes!"
The Heaven-Slaying Martial God leaped up and burst into a deafening laugh once more. This time, the laughter was filled with long-suppressed joy and soaring fighting spirit, shattering the surrounding warship wreckage!
"How could I not have thought of that! Just beat them half to death, leave them barely breathing! Letting them live is worse than killing them!"
"Haha, you little rascal, you're just my type! Absolutely my type!"
He looked at Chen Fan with eyes full of admiration and excitement for a kindred spirit, as if he had found a lifelong friend.
Amidst a deafening roar that shook the galaxy, the Heaven-Slaying Martial God fan-like hand, wrapped his arm around Chen Fan's shoulder, as if he were leading a brother on a leash. He personally guided the Tianyuan flagship and the steel torrent behind it, exuding endless sharpness, toward the core of the Heaven-Slaying Defense Line.
A war fortress forged from the wreckage of countless warships and fragments of Stars.
"Clear the way! Clear the way for my distinguished guest!"
The sound of the Heaven-Slaying roared like thunder, exploding directly in the fortress's public communication channel.
Inside the fortress, countless warriors, clad in blood-stained Battle Armor and with numb, weary eyes, Heaven-Slaying initially taken aback when they heard this long-lost, vibrant roar.
When they saw the flagship, brand new and incongruous with the ruins, marked with profound Life-and-Death Dao Mark, a flame of hope instantly ignited in their lifeless eyes.
They could clearly sense that this reinforcement was completely different from any previous rotating force.
The aura emanating from the very core of the fleet was an overwhelming murderous intent and an invincible belief born from a recent victory that wiped out their entire race!
"Adjutant!"
The Heaven-Slaying Martial God was swift and decisive, roaring directly at the Void.
"Clear out the entire A-1 Starport District and the 'Divine Source Rest Area' for Brother Chen Fan's troops! Anyone who dares to neglect this will have their head ripped off by me!"