At dawn on the day of the decisive battle, the sky over the southern frontier of the Star Sea took on an eerie dark gray. The Desolate Realm's main army was like a swath of gray storm clouds, blotting out half the starry sky. Their numbers reached several hundred thousand. Countless Desolate Warriors floated in space, gray energy intertwining around them to form an immense desolate barrier that radiated suffocating pressure.
At the center of the barrier floated a tall Desolate general clad in black armor. Not a trace of energy leaked from him, yet he gave off an unfathomable air—it was Ku Jue, vanguard commander of the Desolate Realm. Cold gray light gleamed in his eyes as his gaze swept across the Star Sea Alliance's defensive line, carrying a hint of disdain and contempt.
Shen Hao stood atop the central flagship of the Alliance's defensive line. Gray-rainbow Dao aura spread around him, linking with the energy of the three Source Severing Formations to form a gray-rainbow curtain of light stretching across the Star Sea. Lan Ze, Xing Heng, Yan Bing, and the others guarded different sectors of the line. One hundred thousand Desolate Guards and a million allied troops stood ready in tight formation. The green radiance of the Vitality Formation intertwined with the seven-colored radiance of Origin Fusion Dao aura, standing in stark contrast to the desolate barrier.
"Shen Hao, hand over the Star Sea Origin Power and submit to the Desolate Realm. I can spare your life." Ku Jue's voice echoed through space like thunder, carrying a fierce spiritual impact. "Otherwise, today will be the day the Star Sea Alliance is wiped out."
Shen Hao's voice passed through the gray-rainbow light curtain, firm and powerful. "Ku Jue, do not be so arrogant. How could the Star Sea's