Chen Du stood motionless in the very center of the eleven pressure beams.
He didn't leave, not even a step back.
The eleven terrifying pressures pressed down on him, like eleven mountains crowding in at once, but he merely tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the figures suspended in mid-air, as if he were sizing up a pack of wild dogs surrounding him.
In the Lighthouse Nation's situation room, a general stared at the screen, then slammed his hand on the table. "Why isn't he leaving? Can't he see it?"
The United Nations emergency channel was still repeatedly broadcasting evacuation notices, but the figure standing in the ruins didn't even raise his head.
Zhou Weiyong, from the Xia Kingdom's Spiritual Qi Revival Administration, gripped the communicator, his knuckles white, his voice hoarse. "Comrade Chen Du, please evacuate immediately! The enemy's strength far exceeds our expectations. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices!"
Everyone was frantic. People in the Lighthouse Nation had already started cursing, saying that Chen Du was arrogant and didn't know his own mortality.
At the United Nations, someone slumped into a chair, saying it was a death wish.
Those who were just cheering "God is back" online now feel their hearts sink into an icy abyss.
Some people even started posting online criticizing Chen Du for being foolish, saying he shouldn't have been so reckless and should have thrown his life away for nothing.
In mid-air, the leading Ninth Tier Kema People looked down at Chen Du, his dark silver armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
He watched for a while, then suddenly laughed, his laughter full of mockery. "You're not afraid of us at all? How utterly foolish! At least others know to run away, but you don't even know how to run away."
He raised his hand and waved it lightly. "Kill."
Ten Eighth Stage Kema People swooped down on Chen Du from ten directions, their speed tearing through the air. Dark blue energy patterns shone on their armor, and the ten attacks intertwined in mid-air to form an impenetrable killing net.
The ten attacks pressed down simultaneously, forming a combined attack formation that amplified their power by leveraging each other's strength.
Even a powerhouse at the Early Stage of the Ninth Tier would have to think twice before using such a combination.
In the eyes of the Kema People, killing one person with ten level Eighth Stage was already using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Chen Du stood still, watching the ten figures press towards him.
He didn't move. He simply slowly raised his right hand.
In the palm of his hand, a point of purplish-gold light quietly shone, like a star that had just awakened.
Seeing the ten Eighth Stage attackers rush towards Chen Du simultaneously, the hearts of everyone watching the screen around the world sank to the bottom.
In the Lighthouse Nation war room, someone had already closed their eyes, and a suppressed sigh came from the United Nations emergency channel.
In the lobby of the Xia Kingdom's Spiritual Qi Revival Administration, several young analysts couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned their heads away.
The online comments section was instantly flooded with the same phrase. "It's over."
However, the next second, Chen Du's [Taiyi Xuanhuang Grand Celestial Master Position] and [Orthodox Unity Pure Source Celestial Master Seat] simultaneously lit up within his body, like two great suns emerging from the deep sea.
The [Cangming Abyss] Divine Foundation unfolded, like a boundless giant net, silently covering the entire world.
Before the ten Eighth Stage warriors could react, they felt a sudden heaviness around them.
It felt like being suddenly dragged into a bottomless abyss, with irresistible pressure coming from all directions.
Their speed decreased abruptly, the light patterns on their armor flickered violently, and their combined attack formation was forcibly crushed before it could even take shape.
The Ninth Tier Kema People's expression changed drastically. He was about to unleash all his power to break free when he found himself unable to move.
The power of his Divine Status pressed down on his soul like a mountain, making it impossible for him to lift even a finger.
Then, billions of purple-gold divine lightning bolts poured down from the sky, each as thick as a palace pillar, carrying the entire essence of the Celestial Masters' Mansion's thousand-year-old Thunder Method.
At the same time, the golden light of the Golden Light Mantra, the purple lightning of the Five Thunders Orthodox Method, the world-destroying power of the Divine Firmament Nine Annihilations True Thunders of the Divine Firmament, the sharpness of the Dragon-Tiger Sword Dao Dao-Suppressing True Scripture —dozens of lost secret techniques of the Celestial Masters' Mansion —burst forth simultaneously.
Various secret techniques intertwined to form a destructive ocean, completely engulfing the eleven Kema People.
Golden light, purple lightning, sword beams, thunder and fire, and Dao patterns layered upon each other, forming an impenetrable barrier.
The Kema People, Divine Status bound by their status, had no chance to escape and could only endure this unbearable blow.
In the blink of an eye, when the sea of lightning dissipated, nothing remained in the sky.
The eleven groups of black ash were scattered by the wind, not even a wisp of their souls could escape!
In the global live broadcast, that sky was completely clear, as if nothing had happened.
Chen Du remained standing in the same spot, not even moving a corner of his clothes.
After a two-second silence, the internet exploded.
"Am I seeing things? What was that just now?!"
"Ten Eighth Stage and one Ninth Tier being wiped out in an instant?!"
"He didn't even move! He just raised his hand! Those Kema People didn't even have time to scream!"
"My God, just how strong is he? This is beyond my imagination!"
"Who just said God is dying? Come out and show yourself!"
"I cried, I really cried. I thought we were finished, but he killed them all by himself!"
In the lobby of the Xia Kingdom's Spiritual Qi Revival Administration, a deathly silence was followed by deafening cheers.
Zhou Weiyong slumped into a chair, realizing his legs were trembling.
In the Lighthouse Nation's war room, the president's mouth was agape, unable to close for a long time. Someone offered him a glass of water, but he didn't take it.
On the United Nations emergency channel, a commissioner pulled off his headset and murmured into the camera, "It's over... no, it's just beginning."
Inside the starship, the captain stared at the screen, his expression finally changing completely.
His face turned ashen, then flushed red, and finally he slammed his hand on the command platform, "Damn it!"
He cursed, "He's already at the Ninth Tier, and he's even cultivated a law (Divine Status)! How is that possible!"
He stared intently at the figure on the screen, his chest heaving violently.
They had calculated countless times before, and Chen Du's energy level was clearly only at the Eighth Stage. How could he possibly cross that insurmountable barrier in just one day?
The difference between the Ninth Tier and Eighth Stage is not just one level; there is a chasm between them.
Without hundreds of years of accumulation and a tremendous stroke of luck, it would be impossible to even touch that threshold.
But this person in front of me actually did it.
"Captain, he's never revealed his aura before!" A Koma general beside him exclaimed, his face pale. "We always thought he was still at the Eighth Stage, but he's already at the Ninth Tier! He's been hiding, waiting for us to make our move!"
"Damn natives, how could they be so insidious!" Another Kema People gritted his teeth, but his voice already betrayed his panic. "Captain, what exactly happened? His speed is unheard of, unseen before! Even the Myriad Worlds Sphere shouldn't have such a monster!"
The captain did not answer.
His gaze remained fixed on the screen, but his fingers had already grown slightly cold.
He finally realized what a huge mistake he had made.
From beginning to end, he treated Chen Du as a native he could crush at will, a slightly stronger ant.
But this "ant" has grown fangs strong enough to bite through steel.
Ten Eighth Stage and one Ninth Tier —that was nearly a third of the combat strength on his starship—and they were gone just like that.
In an instant, it was completely clean, not even a trace remained.
"Pass the order!" The captain looked up sharply, a fierce glint in his eyes. "Starship main guns, charge! Lock onto target! No matter who he is, he must die here today! Now!"
A piercing alarm blared throughout the starship, and the energy core began to operate at full speed.
On the ship's surface, dozens of secondary guns simultaneously turned and aimed at the tiny figure on the surface of the Blue Star.
Meanwhile, the main cannon, deepest inside, with its jet-black barrel capable of shattering an asteroid in a single blow, slowly emerged from the bow, its muzzle glowing with a ghostly blue light as its energy level climbed at an alarming rate.
A catastrophic disaster is approaching.