Crushing Five Eighth Stages, the Eighth Stage Aliens' Utter Shock

[Cangming Abyss] slowly rotated within his True Spirit, like an inverted sea eye, with layers of deep blue light spreading out, completely trapping the five alien races within it.

The alien races were like trapped beasts plunged into an endless abyss; with each struggle, they were pulled down by an even heavier and colder current.

The force struck the light barrier, only creating ripples; there was no way to escape.

"Impossible! You've only just entered the Eighth Stage, how could you be so strong!" The Qinglan Clan leader's face turned ashen, all traces of his previous composure gone.

The alien race members it brought also looked surprised, with one of them already panicking, "What is this? How can it trap all five of us at the same time!"

"Don't panic! Break through together!"

The leader of the Qinglan Clan shouted and made the first move.

With a flick of its arms, cyan light patterns rose from beneath its skin, transforming into countless wind blades that slashed wildly at the surrounding deep blue light barrier.

The wind blades struck the light screen like rain hitting a deep pool, creating ripples but failing to tear a slit in the surface.

Seeing this, the other four alien races also fought desperately.

A crimson alien creature opened its mouth and spewed forth raging flames powerful enough to melt mountains and iron. However, upon touching the light barrier of the Cangming Abyss, it was swallowed up by the endless deep blue, without even a wisp of smoke emerging.

A gray-skinned giant, standing two zhang tall, roared and slammed his fists down, each punch carrying the brute force of a million tons.

The light screen only trembled slightly before returning to normal, but instead it caused his hand to split open, bleeding profusely.

"It's no use, I've tried everything, what is this thing?"

The gray-skinned giant clutched his blood-soaked fist, his voice trembling.

The Qinglan Clan leader's heart sank further and further; he was finally afraid.

This native of Blue Star, a lowly species who should have been easily crushed by them, has instead trapped these five Eighth Stage Galaxy Realm here, like a cat playing with a mouse.

The leader whirled around and shouted at Chen Du, "Stop! We were just following orders. The Kema People came after us first. They are your real enemies! Let us go, and we promise we will never be your enemy again!"

Chen Du did not respond, and the light screen of Cangming Abyss tightened even further.

The Qinglan Clan leader's voice grew increasingly shrill, escalating from pleading to a threat, "Do you truly intend to exterminate us? The Qinglan Clan is not insignificant in the universe! Killing us will only give our clan's powerful warriors more reasons to descend!"

Chen Du remained silent. He stepped forward, Taiyuan Cangming Power surged within his body, simultaneously activating several great secret techniques.

The Nether River Blood Fiend Return-to-Void Heavenly Book and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths God-Slaying True Method —the two auras overlapped and rose around him, like two true dragons coiling around him, their power astonishing.

In the past, when he was in the Qi Refining Realm. Now, with his Early Stage Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, their power is dozens of times stronger.

The entire night sky was illuminated by the light of the secret technique, even the clouds were dispersed, revealing the surging sea of stars behind them.

"Don't kill me! I'll tell you about the Kema People's stronghold! I know their starship routes!" A thin alien knelt down, trembling violently, his voice distorted. "If you spare my life, I'll tell you everything. My race isn't with the Kema People; I was forced into this."

The other alien race member couldn't hold on any longer and cried out, "I know! I also know their coordinates when they arrive in ten days! You can't kill me! You'll regret it!"

Chen Du looked at them and finally spoke. His voice was calm, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary, "When you came to Blue Star, did you ever think about letting the people here go?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at them and pulled his right fist back.

The fist intent of the Taixu World Fist poured in like a tide, resonating with the [Cangming Abyss] Divine Foundation, and the power of the Divine Status and the power of the Divine Foundation were completely twisted into one.

On the fist, deep blue light patterns burst forth in layers like ocean trenches!

Now, the power of the Taixu World Fist Divine Status be used not only by the Spirit Martial Status, but also by his own Divine Status, making it more than ten times more powerful.

"You'll get your comeuppance!"

"Don't kill me, please!"

"You're a madman, you're a complete madman!"

Screams, pleas for mercy, and curses mingled together, but Chen Du paid no heed.

He unleashed a punch that surged forth like an endless sea, or exploded like a star from the deep sea.

The five aliens, their faces deathly pale, simultaneously unleashed all their power in a final, desperate struggle.

However, their defenses couldn't even withstand a single breath under Chen Du's punch before being torn apart by the light of the fist.

The screams were drowned out by the roar.

The five Eighth Stage figures exploded one by one in the deep blue fist light, turning into a sky full of blood mist and broken armor. Finally, they were swept away by Cangming Abyss, and even their remnant souls could not escape!

The night wind blew again, and half of the hilltop had already collapsed.

Chen Du withdrew his fist and stood up, the blue light around him slowly dissipating.

Xiaokui poked her head out from his shoulder, her four tails still puffed up like fur balls. After a long while, she managed to stammer out, "You... you killed them all? Five Eighth Stage, all gone with one punch?"

As it spoke, it patted Chen Du's ear with its paw, as if to confirm that he wasn't a fake.

Chen Du hummed in agreement and looked up at the sky.

He knew that these five people were not the end.

The arrival of the Eighth Stage will become more and more frequent, and the Kema People starships are also approaching.

But he no longer thinks about it that much.

One comes, one is killed.

One clan comes, another is wiped out.

Blue Star is off-limits to any being.

On another part of Blue Star, deep within an abandoned megacity completely swallowed by a primeval forest, dozens of figures were sitting around a huge stone table.

They come from different races; some are over three zhang tall, some are half-human and half-beast, and some are like shadows and mist. But the weakest of them all exude an aura of at least the Seventh Tier.

This gathering was originally intended to celebrate the successful descent of five Eighth Stage beings.

"Judging by the time, those five adults from the Qinglan Clan should have already made their move." A tall creature clad in bone armor grinned, revealing a mouthful of serrated teeth, his tone relaxed. "No matter how strong that person is, he can't possibly stop five Galaxy Realm by himself. Once he's dead, no one on Blue Star can stop us anymore."

The other Extraterrestrial Races also smiled, some holding wine vessels carved from human bones, gently swirling them, as if waiting for good news that was destined to arrive.

They had no doubt about the outcome.

After all, five Eighth Stage experts joined forces and set up a large formation.

This lineup is enough to dominate the entire Blue Star.

No matter how strong a native is, he can't turn the world upside down.

But at that moment, a communication device in the center of the stone table suddenly began to vibrate violently.

Immediately afterwards, the instrument shattered in two with a "crack," and several afterimages appeared in the air above the stone table before quickly fading away.

The entire venue was deathly silent!

"The Qinglan Clan... are all dead!" A member of the alien race suddenly stood up, his face still bearing the twisted smile from before. "Five Eighth Stage, all wiped out, not a single one escaped. The instruments... the instruments are all destroyed!"

The smiles of those Extraterrestrial Races froze in front of the stone table.

A moment later, someone smashed the bone cup on the ground, splashing the wine everywhere.

Someone muttered a curse under their breath, their face turning ashen.

Some people suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the direction of the Xia Kingdom, their eyes filled with fear.

"How is this possible?!" a creature covered in black scales roared. "Five Eighth Stage beings, and they even set up an array. How could he possibly have wiped them all out by himself? He just broke through to the Eighth Stage, what makes him so special?"

"You're asking me? Who should I ask!" The voice of the person in charge of guarding the life tablets trembled. "The instruments don't lie. Five Eighth Stage beings perished in a very short period of time. This person is far more terrifying than any of us anticipated."

It swallowed hard before continuing, "When he was at the Eighth Stage, I thought it was just that the Eighth Stage was too weak, but now it seems that he was too strong."

At the head of the stone table, an old man who had been silent all along finally spoke. He was entirely gray-white, with a thin frame, and two eerie lights flickered in his eye sockets like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Stop arguing. The fact is, even five Eighth Stage couldn't save his life. This native can't be allowed to live, but we can't continue to underestimate him like this."