At the center of the legion, a crimson God-Rank Mecha with sleek, sharp contours steadily led the way. Searing energy gleamed along its patterned surface. It was Mu Ye's personal mecha, Little Red.
Mu Ye stood inside the mecha's cockpit, his gaze steady and keen as he constantly scanned their surroundings, his aura tightly condensed. As one of the era's Limit Douluos, he had guarded his territory and fought for many years. He had already keenly sensed the uncanny, deathly silence of this borderland.
The wind abruptly stopped, and the birds vanished. The entire world was far too quiet, a deadly oppression lurking beneath the stillness.
The next second—
BOOOOM!!!
The heavens suddenly exploded. Endless divine light poured down from the void as an incomparably overbearing force tore the dark sky apart. The enormous projection of a pitch-black hammer, heavy and ancient, stretched across the sky like a heavenly chasm overturning the world. With the terrifying might to crush all things and pulverize everything, it crashed down upon the mecha legion!
Heaven and earth roared, the air shattered, and the pressure of that terrifying divine might instantly withered and snapped the vegetation across the entire plain!
"Enemy attack!"
Mu Ye roared sharply. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned into a streak of light and leaped straight out of his God-Rank Mecha.
The vast soul power of a Limit Douluo erupted in full. Driving his physical strength to its utmost peak, he condensed his soul power into a solid, heavy defensive barrier. Rather than retreat, he charged fearlessly up to meet the falling Clear Sky Hammer!
BANG—!
Man and hammer collided with a thunderous crash that shook the earth violently. Countless stones and chunks of frozen soil shot into the sky.
Mu Ye's body shuddered violently. His legs plowed two deep