The Spark of War 2

"We've arrived!" Chen Beixun gazed at the distant battlefield and found a concealed spot to hide.

He began to observe the situation.

"What is that?" Chen Beixun narrowed his eyes, looking toward the west.

A speck of light streaked across the western horizon, hovering above the black sand dunes at the 'boundary zone' between the two worlds.

The speck closed the distance in a blink, like the light of dawn piercing a dark firmament, its momentum akin to Gonggong crashing into Mount Buzhou or a spirit god swinging an axe to cleave the sky.

BOOM!

The light exploded over the Black Soul Tower encampment, brilliant and extreme, its shockwave rippling outward like a stone cast into a river.

"So strong!" Chen Beixun watched from afar, his eyes flashing with intensity, his mouth slightly agape as he focused on the battle.

"His comprehension of the Origin Law of Light is extremely high; it's almost comparable to an average World Lord," Qishan commented from Chen Beixun's right.

Suddenly, the world underwent a massive transformation as a ball of fire rose slowly from the Black Soul Tower encampment.

As the fire rose, its brightness surged, and strange green glimmers flickered within the flames.

6,300 meters!

7,800 meters!

8,000 meters!

The fireball erupted, its shape resembling a red planet with a star ring, before suddenly contracting rapidly into a red sphere and then violently blooming.

It finally blossomed into a verdant fire lotus with a diameter of 1,000 meters.

A blurred figure emerged from within the fire lotus. As he stepped out, his silhouette became clear: he wore a black battle robe and two wrist blades strapped to his arms.

His aura was overwhelming, like a god of war.

"Domain Lord, first stage," Qishan squinted and remarked. "The fire Origin Law he has comprehended is already comparable to that of a standard fourth or fifth-stage World Lord!"

Swish!

Chen Beixun's figure flickered, and he shot away.

"Let's go! Time to change locations," he transmitted to the others.

Moluo, Vido, and He Ke transformed into streams of light and followed Chen Beixun.

The situation on the battlefield below was reaching a fever pitch.

Yet, even so, the three factions had not yet deployed their ultimate weapons.

Swish!

Chen Beixun's figure streaked past rapidly as he looked left and right, searching for a relatively concealed position.

"Black Soul Tower has already lost 12 of its 19 life bases."

"Combat casualties are also extremely severe!"

"Casualty ratio: Black Soul Tower to Lotte Family is 1:2.1; Black Soul Tower to Kesmier is 1:3.6," Qishan analyzed.

Chen Beixun looked surprised. "Black Soul Tower is truly powerful!"

"The Immortal behind Black Soul Tower is one of the five hundred princes of the Xuyu Universe Kingdom!" Qishan laughed. "Just in terms of equipment configuration, they leave that Kesmier faction in the dust!"

"Ruthless!" Chen Beixun frowned, staring intently at the shifting battle.

He only needed an opportunity to enter the fray directly and let the Demon Island Vine reap a harvest.

"Hmm?" Chen Beixun leaned forward slightly.

The heavily suppressed Black Soul Tower was launching a desperate counter-charge.

"Hiss..." Chen Beixun bared his teeth, then asked, "Are they throwing their lives away?"

"They could have held out for a while longer by relying on their defensive fortifications!"

"No, no," Qishan shook his head. "Black Soul Tower suddenly activated a high-power jammer, causing the high-end weapons of the Lotte Family and Kesmier to malfunction."

"What? A device? So sudden?" Chen Beixun scratched his head.

Moluo turned his gaze toward Chen Beixun and said respectfully, "Your Highness, shall we go and test them?"

Chen Beixun smiled calmly. "We can."

Somewhere on the battlefield...

Liumite was an internal elite of Kesmier; he possessed great talent and formidable strength.

"What should I do?" Liumite clutched his head, hiding behind the wreckage of a spaceship, his high-tech thermal weapons all malfunctioning.

Liumite listened to the sound of metal clashing drawing ever closer.

He gripped the X8 Light Blade in his hand, leaped out in an instant, and sixteen light blades flew from his body.

Sixteen blades of light split into left and right flanks, carving arcs through the air as they assaulted the war machine that stood like a door frame 354 meters away.

The blades of light reached the war machine in an instant.

Clang!

The sound of metal being sliced rang out.

"It worked!" Liumite's eyes shone with excitement.

Suddenly, a figure slammed into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. As the dust settled, Chen Beixun stood there, brushing the dirt off his clothes. "Hurry up and go organize the men to prepare for a counterattack."

"Huh?" Liumite asked, bewildered. "What? Which unit are you from?"

"Uh... are you a member of the Lotte Family?"

A look of suspicion appeared on Liumite's face; he stared straight at the stranger before him, his eyes full of vigilance.

Although the Lotte Family and Kesmier had reached a brief consensus, it was only temporary.

Chen Beixun chuckled and snapped his fingers, causing 12 Universe-level 9 powerhouses to appear out of thin air beside him.

"Holy shit!" Liumite was stunned for a moment before blurting out, "No problem!"

After saying this, Liumite shot into the sky, turning into a streak of light as he flew away.

In the air, his mind was racing: Universe-level 9s as bodyguards? And every one of them is several times stronger than me!

Universe-level 9 slaves were sold in some black markets; although their price was no different from Universe-level 8s, few people could afford them.

In the universe, status and strength were held in the highest regard.

Liumite understood this principle well.

Even Chen Beixun was the same; if he didn't have Li Di as his backer, he would only be able to hide in his World Ring, tucked away in an asteroid belt or some other remote place.

At a certain edge of the battlefield.

Boom! Boom!

Two terrifying forces collided! The shockwaves spread rapidly in all directions, resembling a dust storm.

On one side, extreme cold spread; on the other, dust and rocks hung suspended in the air.

The two forces clashed, looking like a pair of wings composed of ice crystals and rock.

Gradually, the cold wind grew stronger. Until...

The biting cold wind howled, swallowing the dust and rocks.

Grain-sized ice crystals whipped through the freezing gale.

A figure flickered past, holding something that looked like a sphere in his hand.

That figure was none other than Chen Beixun.

"What a nuisance!" he frowned.

Chen Beixun flew away from the cold wind, watching as a golden light parted the white mist.

Beep—

"Hmm." Chen Beixun raised his arm and tapped his finger to activate it.

"Your Highness, I have already taken care of four on my end." The voice belonged to Vido.

Chen Beixun was slightly surprised, but he quickly recovered and said, "Go and rendezvous with Moluo."

"I'll take care of a few flies."

Chen Beixun's figure flickered, moving first to the left, then flying straight upward.

His gaze turned cold, and an aura of extreme cold burst outward.

He unleashed the second stage of the Tianqu Cone, and under his 40-fold spiritual force amplification, it erupted with astonishing momentum.

The 32 flying blades charged back and forth like well-trained cavalry.

Swish!

Several blood lotuses bloomed beneath Chen Beixun.

"Universe-level 5, Universe-level 6, and two Universe-level 7s."

"They must be ordinary adventurers, coming here to try their luck and scavenge for scraps."

Chen Beixun thought rapidly.

"This place is not a good place to linger!"

He instantly burst forward, leaving a distance behind him as several space bracelets flew toward him.

"Doesn't look like they were very wealthy," Chen Beixun thought to himself as he collected the space bracelets. "But in this World Lord's world, as long as you bring out even a little something, you won't have to worry for eight lifetimes!"

"Consider yourselves unlucky."

At this moment, in the distance...

"Shall we intercept and kill him?" The one who spoke was none other than Pavadode, who had appeared at Base 21, his gaze fixed on Chen Beixun's receding figure.

"No need." The woman of the Kekumeng Race, sitting cross-legged on the ground, said, "Our goal now is to enter the World Castle; act with caution."

Thud—

A figure landed on the ground, emitting a dull sound.

The newcomer was Jistone.

Clack, clack—

With a cold expression, Jistone tossed three severed heads onto the ground.

"It has been handled cleanly, Your Highness!" Jistone said respectfully.

"Mm." The woman of the Kekumeng Race responded with only a calm acknowledgment.

Swish!

A golden radiance arrived in an instant!

The event happened too suddenly; Jistone had no time to react, perceiving only a flash of golden light before his eyes.

Jistone was dead!

"Who are you!" Pavadode roared, leaping up! He brandished the long staff in his hand and struck out fiercely.

"Your Highness, flee quickly!" Pavadode transmitted his voice.

The woman of the Kekumeng Race was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, transforming into a streak of light as she flew away.

"Pavadode, do not fight him head-on!" The woman of the Kekumeng Race transmitted anxiously.