Ōtsutsuki Shinya

Four Ōtsutsuki hovered on either side. The one in the middle was unexpectedly short, only as tall as a 1.2-meter elementary schooler, with immature cheeks paired with mature eyes.

"Is he Ōtsutsuki Shinya?" It was not difficult to determine who Ōtsutsuki Shinya was from their positions, but his appearance still surprised Li Yu.

"The one in the middle is the captain, Lord Shinya."

"It really is Lord Shinya. We're saved."

Ōtsutsuki Shinya also noticed Li Yu, whose clothing differed from that of the Divine Patrol Team. After staring at each other from afar for several seconds, he shifted his gaze away from Li Yu.

What terrifying pressure. Looks really can be deceiving, Li Yu thought.

Turning his gaze toward the dense mass of approaching demons, Ōtsutsuki Shinya raised an arm into the air. The blue ocean behind him immediately surged, condensing into enormous blue light blades.

Watching from such close range, Li Yu could truly appreciate the power and magnificence of this force. This fighting style alone was like a god descending upon the world—one casual gesture unleashed colossal light blades stretching for tens of thousands of meters. Such attacks could shatter a small planet like Earth with ease.

"That's seriously cool. Just the appearance alone is at the absolute peak. Those alien spaceship technologies look pathetically weak compared to this."

With a wave of Ōtsutsuki Shinya's hand, the giant light blades shot out one after another, plunging into the demon ranks.

The demon army immediately descended into chaos. Row after row fell like wheat before a scythe, their limbs and bodies annihilated by the blue light. Blue light still clung to the severed wounds, preventing their bodies from regenerating quickly.

Wherever the blue light blades passed, those struck died and those grazed were wounded, carving numerous empty gaps through