The Peacock King's golden feathers suddenly burst open, every tail plume transforming into flowing starlight. The pressure of the Star Lord Realm swept across the land like a tsunami, forcibly flattening the clouds into a smooth blanket. The earth cracked and trembled, and ghostly blue earthfire seeped from ravines deep enough to expose bone.
She let out a piercing cry. The instant her wings spread, the space within a thousand miles abruptly froze—the Star Lord Domain had taken shape. Every wisp of spiritual energy and every speck of dust between heaven and earth became a weapon she could command.
Hua Qiang felt as though ten thousand tons of boulders were crushing his chest, his bones creaking under the unbearable pressure.
He did not dare hesitate in the slightest. Forming a hand seal with his left hand, he summoned a Small World mark swirling with Chaos aura in his palm.
With a thought, Hua Xiaoyao, Hua Sijun, the siblings, Yan Ruyu, and the other eight women behind him, along with ten thousand mech warriors standing in formation, were enveloped by a gentle light and instantly drawn into the mark.
The mech warriors had not even put away the Particle Cannons in their hands before they vanished from where they stood, leaving behind only residual energy ripples in the air.
"You cowardly rat, skulking about with your head hidden and tail tucked!"
Seeing Hua Qiang take away his followers, the Peacock King's domain power surged explosively. Countless spears condensed from stellar fragments stabbed out of the void, dense as a torrential downpour as they hurtled straight toward Hua Qiang.
The spears carried the might to destroy everything. Wherever they passed, space tore open into fine black cracks, as though even light would be swallowed.
Hua Qiang's gaze sharpened. The power of the