God-Killing Soul Tool

Chen Yu continued.

"Of the remaining fifty percent, allocate another ten percent to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."

"Tell President Hongchen that starting with the next class, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy will triple its enrollment for me."

A flicker of shock crossed Pan Wen's eyes.

Triple its enrollment?

One had to know that the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy...

Was no ordinary academy.

It had once been hailed as the "reserve force of the Eight Great Legions," the Federation military's most important training base for officers.

Students who graduated from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy either stayed on as teachers and researchers or entered the military as officers and technical specialists.

The academy's annual enrollment quota was fixed. After rigorous assessments and years of practice, it had been deemed the optimal number for ensuring teaching quality.

But tripling enrollment...

Meant the academy's teaching facilities would need expansion, its faculty strengthened, and its management team enlarged.

More importantly...

Tripling enrollment meant that three years from now...

The Federation military would have three times as many technical officers.

Young talents proficient in Soul Guidance Technology and Soul Tools, capable of operating the most advanced Soul Tools.

The Speaker was planning to...

A thought flashed through Pan Wen's mind, but it was too astonishing. He hurriedly shook his head, not daring to think further.

"The remaining forty percent..."

Chen Yu lightly tapped the table, the crisp sound especially clear in the quiet office.

His gaze was blazing, as though it could pierce through the walls, through the night sky, and see the distant future.

"Together with the remaining thirty percent from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, send it all to my Private Laboratory."

"Tell the person in charge that This Speaker needs them to develop Spaceships capable of concealing themselves from Divine Origin Realm Spiritual Power detection, as well as God-Level Soul Tools, as soon as possible."

"If the resources are still insufficient, tell them to say so."

"I'll find a way to get them more!"

Pan Wen was completely dumbfounded.

Spaceships?

Concealing themselves from Divine Origin Realm Spiritual Power detection?

God-Level Soul Tools?

He knew every one of those words.

But put together, he could not understand them at all.

He only knew that the Speaker's Private Laboratory had gathered the Federation's foremost Soul Guidance Technology experts.

And that every day, they developed things he had never heard of and did not even dare imagine.

But he had never expected the Speaker's ambitions to be so vast.

So vast that they exceeded the boundaries of his imagination.

Concealing themselves from Divine Origin Realm Spiritual Power detection...

Who was that meant to guard against?

And those God-Level Soul Tools...

Who were they meant to deal with?

Pan Wen did not dare ask, nor did he dare think about it.

He could only sigh inwardly.

The Speaker's major moves came one after another. From Shrek to the Tang Sect, from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to the War God Temple, and now Spaceships and God-Level Soul Tools.

What exactly was going to happen afterward?

For the Speaker to mobilize on such a scale?

But thoughts were merely thoughts. Pan Wen still bent deeply at the waist and answered respectfully.

"Yes."

Pan Wen then turned and walked out with heavy steps.

His legs were still trembling faintly.

It was his body's instinctive reaction after receiving too much shocking information tonight.

He braced himself against the doorframe, steadied his body, then took a deep breath and walked out of the office.

Only Chen Yu remained in the office.

Chen Yu turned and looked at the night sky beyond the window.

The lights of Ming Capital spread out beneath his feet.

Like a brilliant river of stars.

But farther away, the sky was pitch-black.

Only a few stars flickered in the distance, as if telling of the universe's depth and mystery.

At that moment, his gaze was profound, as though it had pierced through the atmosphere and seen the starry sky he was about to conquer.

He thought highly of the development of Soul Tools.

From the earliest Soul Rays, Fixed Soul Guidance Shells, and various other kinds of Soul Tools...

To the later Soul Mechas.

The history of Soul Tool development was a history of humanity conquering nature and challenging its limits.

He did not believe the Soul Master cultivation system and the Soul Guidance Technology system stood in opposition.

On the contrary.

He believed that once the two were combined to a certain extent, they would unleash power beyond the imagination of the world.

It was no exaggeration to say...

Once Soul Tools developed to a certain point...

Even Gods could be dealt with in a single shot.

What Deities, what God Kings...

Before absolute power, before the power of technology, all of them would be dragged down from their pedestals.

Likewise, he was looking forward to it...

The corners of Chen Yu's lips curled upward slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

When the timeline of the original story began...

That Plane Master, the Clear Sky Douluo—

Tang Hao.

What expression would he have when the cannons of those Spaceships were aimed at him?

It was sure to be exciting.

Chen Yu withdrew his gaze, picked up the Soul Communication Device on the table, and dialed an encrypted channel.

After a brief wait.

A steady voice came from the other end.

"Speaker."

"Convey my order."

Chen Yu's voice was calm and resolute.

"Starting tomorrow, activate the 'Star Gate' plan."

There was a moment of silence on the other end before an even firmer response came through.

"Yes, Speaker!"

Chen Yu put down the communicator, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

Outside the window, the night was deep.

At the same time, beneath the night sky.

The Sea God Pavilion was brightly lit.

Shrek Academy's elders sat on both sides of the long table. Not a single one spoke, and a suffocating oppression hung in the air.

Tonight.

It was not only the soldiers who could not sleep because of their loyalty. Shrek Academy's elders could not sleep either.

But theirs was because of the fear in their hearts.

That fear had not come out of nowhere. It had accumulated bit by bit.

From the moment the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was destroyed.

From the moment Long Yeyue was nailed to death by a single shot.

From the moment the Seven Great Legions surrounded Shrek City.

From the moment Zang Xin was seriously injured by a single punch and taken away.

Every one of those events was like a massive boulder pressing upon their hearts, growing heavier and heavier.

They had thought that if everyone united and faced that overwhelming momentum...

Even if Chen Yu was unwilling, he would have to lower his head.

They had mobilized countless noble clans, countless sects, countless "experts," and countless incited civilians.

They had believed that numbers meant strength, that loud voices meant truth, and that no matter how arrogant Chen Yu was, he would not dare become the enemy of the entire continent.

But Chen Yu had simply flipped the table!

The Seven Great Legions marched out directly.

The Four Great Legions surrounded Shrek City.

The Three Great Navies blockaded Skysea City.

They had wanted to resist.

To teach Chen Yu a lesson.

But in the end?

The master of the War God Temple, the Peak Quasi-God, Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie, had not even managed any meaningful resistance before being heavily injured by a single punch and taken away in restraints.

And Affectionate Douluo, Tang Sect Master Zang Xin, had likewise been knocked down with one punch before everyone's eyes, then dragged away like a dead dog.

The entire Tang Sect had been uprooted.