Immortal Weapon

Huang Ji was no longer the man he used to be. Knowledge was power, and for him, that was a skill in the most literal sense!

Back on Earth, his weak body had severely constrained him. He had often known exactly what to make but lacked the means, hampered by Earth's backward industrial base.

But in truth, he still hadn't known enough! Huang Ji was just as weak now, yet he could turn the forces of the universe to his own use.

Even if he had no power at all—if he were turned back into an Earthling, or even a child too weak to defend himself—he could still unleash world-destroying might.

In a sense, Huang Ji had already become an immortal... Unbound by physical things, he could read the grand currents of existence as easily as the lines on his palm.

Zheng! The notes of a zither rang out.

Under the resonator's assault, the four Quantum Sentinel avatars crumbled once more. They could offer no resistance and showed no sign of waking.

"Hahaha!"

"We did it!"

Ao Chen flipped through the air in excitement, while the prisoners' cheers shook the heavens.

Ou Ran Qi Guai was stunned too. With his discerning eye, he knew exactly how formidable this weapon was.

"The sentinels are down! I'm free!" a group shouted in the distance. Suddenly, thousands of meteor-like ships shot into the sky and broke away.

To gather the materials earlier, Huang Ji had removed the shackles from roughly ten thousand people. Now, without so much as acknowledging him, they scattered and escaped.

Those ten thousand had always been on the fringes. In the past, Ao Chen had kept them in line through sheer numbers and ordered them around as the prison's reigning bully. But with no Soul Shackles and no sentinels