The Fear of the Ten Thousand Races

"Ahhh!!"

In the depths of despair, comes a final madness!

The Soul Master stopped running away. He detonated all the remaining Origin Power, and the shadowy figure instantly split into billions of incredibly solid soul spikes. Each spike was wrapped with resentment and curses powerful enough to annihilate Divine Soul, and they shot towards Chen Fan in a massive, overwhelming attack!

This is his trump card, a desperate, life-or-death technique: Soul Storm!

Faced with this torrent of souls powerful enough to make even martial Martial Gods of the same rank temporarily retreat, a trace of expression finally appeared on Chen Fan's face.

That was a hint of impatience.

He didn't even bother to use his supernatural powers, he just gave a soft hum.

"Snort."

With that soft hum, a newly born Star, radiating endless light and heat, suddenly shone brightly within the illusory Divine Kingdom Universe behind him!

Brilliant day!

Light of Creation!

Golden light, like a tidal wave purifying all the filth in the world, instantly swept across this dark universe.

Sizzle!!

Those billions of soul spikes, sharp enough to pierce Stars, were instantly evaporated the moment they came into contact with this pure and ultimate radiance of creation, like ice and snow thrown into lava, without even a ripple!

The Soul Master's supernatural powers were completely destroyed.

His shadowy form, illuminated by this radiance, let out a painful roar as if scorched by holy fire, and his true form dimmed considerably.

"Time to hit the road."

Chen Fan uttered four words expressionlessly and extended his right hand again.

The Black-and-White Millstone phantom that had just judged the Blood Ancestor and made the eternal starry sky tremble once again emerged from the Void.

It slowly rotated, carrying the supreme divine power to crush the Great Dao, and slowly pressed down on the shadow that was pinned to the spot by the Light of Creation!

Once again, the piercing lament of laws being forcibly obliterated echoed throughout the universe!

"No! Spare me! Martial God Chen Fan! I surrender! I'm willing to offer up everything my clan possesses..."

In extreme fear and resentment, the Soul Master uttered his first and last plea for mercy since his birth.

However, the Millstone continued to rotate without stopping in the slightest.

Boom!!

The Life-and-Death Millstone completely enveloped that shadowy figure.

His Martial God Dao Fruit was ground into dust inch by inch.

Its Divine Soul Origin Source was gradually and completely eroded.

Just like the Blood Ancestor, this Space Ghost Race Martial God, who had roamed for several eras and was known for his unpredictable and mysterious nature, suddenly plummeted from his lofty Martial God rank like a kite with a broken string!

In the end, it was reduced to a wisp of soul that could be extinguished at any moment in a cosmic storm.

When the second Martial God was deposed, when the Black-and-White Millstone that symbolized death and judgment slowly dissipated into the Void.

The entire battlefield fell into an absolute, deathly silence that lasted for several seconds.

The next moment.

"Ha ha!!"

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God, which had been building up and suppressing for ten thousand years, exploded like billions of thunderbolts, shaking the entire Star Domain!

Immediately afterwards.

"Oh!!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the Human Race United Fleet behind them erupted into a frenzied cheer that was powerful enough to shake the universe!

Countless battle-hardened veterans, long since numb, threw down their weapons and began frantically pounding on the armored warships beside them with their fists and every part of their bodies!

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The combined sounds of countless soldiers' drums transformed into a simple, brutal, yet incredibly powerful victory song that resonated throughout the world!

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God laughed loudly, took a step to Chen Fan's side, and patted his shoulder heavily with a hand that was larger than Stars. His eyes were filled with undisguised admiration and excitement.

"Good lad! Good! Excellent!!"

Faced with the overwhelming praise from the Heaven-Slaying Martial God, and the fervent gazes of the entire army as if on a pilgrimage, Chen Fan slowly withdrew all his divine might and killing intent.

He turned around, facing the flagship and the millions of comrades cheering.

Then, he solemnly and precisely gave a clean and crisp military salute, and spoke in a loud voice that clearly resonated throughout every corner of the fleet.

"Victory belongs to every hero who fought to the death for Human Race!"

The cheers paused for a moment, then erupted again with ten times more ferocious momentum!

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God looked at Chen Fan's profile, his smile growing even stronger. He grabbed Chen Fan's shoulder and, with all his might, roared to the entire army:

"All troops, listen to my command! Clean up the battlefield and seize the spoils of war!"

"Then... we'll go home! And have the grandest victory celebration in ten thousand years!"

"I've stored up this divine brew for ten thousand years, and today, I'll drink it all with the greatest contributor to our Human Race until we're both thoroughly drunk!!"

However, just as the Human Race was immersed in ecstasy...

In every corner of the universe, the ancient Martial God's Will, whether seated on skeletal thrones, slumbering in the depths of the Demon Abyss, or hidden in the Dimensional Rifts, quietly converge in the invisible Void.

The cold will collided like a tidal wave, stirring up boundless fear and horror.

They witnessed firsthand the tragic state of the Blood Ancestor and the Soul Master.

Ninety-nine percent of his Dao Fruit was destroyed, and his Divine Soul's Origin Source was almost completely dissipated. He went from being a high and Martial God to a cripple who could not even stabilize his Ninth Tier.

This is more intimidating and more humiliating than simply killing them!

"What kind of cultivation method does this child possess? That Black-and-White Millstone was able to forcibly obliterate our cultivation Dao Fruits!"

An ancient Skeleton Martial God emitted a dry, guttural wave of will, containing an undisguised terror.

"Life and death! It is the complete Great Dao of Life and Death! His Divine Kingdom is already a true prototype of the universe!"

The voice of the other Demon Race Progenitor was extremely cold.

"His decision not to kill them today is not out of mercy, but to abide by that ancient iron law and avoid triggering the ultimate bloodbath. Such methods, such a mindset... are the greatest threat to Ten Thousand Races!"

After a brief silence.

The oldest Skeleton Martial God issued the final decision.

"This child's path has already reached perfection, and he cannot be defeated by force. But since he has abided by the rules today, there is no need for us to immediately launch a final bloodbath."

"By my decree, the Ten Thousand Races Alliance shall temporarily retreat from their advance. But..."

His will suddenly turned venomous and cold.

"If he dares to do what he did today, risking everything alone and stepping outside the Human Race Territory again..."

"We need not worry about saving face any longer; let us use the full strength of our clan to join forces and annihilate him in the Star Sea!"

"Good!"

"Can!"

At this moment, the will of all the Alien Races Martial Gods reached a tacit agreement.

The Human Race United Fleet has returned in triumph.

From the Heaven-Slaying Stronghold onwards, all the starports and fortresses along the way, along with billions of troops, came out to greet the approaching Tianyuan flagship, offering the Federation's highest military salute.

Inside the Heaven-Slaying Sacred Temple, a grand feast is underway.

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God, fulfilling his promise, unleashed the divine brew that had been sealed for ten thousand years. The aroma of the wine was so rich and mellow that even Ninth Tier expert would be intoxicated by it.