Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 202: Trampling the Way of Heaven
"Sharp-tongued and eloquent." Pan Zhen's God-Slaying Spear blazed with flames as he leaped high into the air, thrusting it at Russell with overwhelming force.

Pantheon unleashed his ultimate...

Russell chuckled inwardly. In the game, Pantheon missed nine out of ten shots, but in reality, Pan Zhen's shot seemed to have a forced lock-on attribute. He could feel the space around him being suppressed by an invisible force under the impact of this shot.

But it doesn't really matter.

He never intended to hide.

Let these tech-savvy gods see what it means to achieve sainthood in the flesh!
The three-pointed double-edged sword was slowly raised, its billowing blood vapor rising in all directions, creating endless storms and air currents, before colliding heavily with Pan Zhen.

The clanging of weapons echoed, and Pan Zhen's expression changed drastically. He retreated rapidly, having thought that his shot, enhanced by the energy of the stars, would effectively harm the person in front of him. However, it was intercepted.

"The wondrous path of purity reveals its divine might." Russell pointed his sword to his brow, and the Demon-Slaying Sword traversed the void, unleashing hundreds of sword energies that rang out with a chilling clang. The world was instantly filled with murderous intent: "Today, we shall slay the demon!"

hum!
The sword flashed fiercely, its clear and resonant sound echoing, cutting ripples through the air as it passed, aiming straight for Pan Zhen's head.

Pan Zhen's entire body erupted with blood-red flames, turning him into a red fireball. He brandished his spear, projecting several blazing beams of light. While defending against the sword energy, he charged forward at lightning speed. The red light on his spear surged several inches, but just as he approached Russell, he saw Russell spread his five fingers and press down sharply.

"A rustic folk god, daring to try and touch the sky, go down there."

In an instant, Pan Zhen suddenly felt a terrifying force crush the ceiling, causing his bones to creak and his ears to ring.

"gravitational!"

Pan Zhen's pupils contracted, and he fell to the ground like a meteor, piercing through the earth and creating a cone-shaped crater that shattered the surrounding mountains.

"Warm-up over. If you don't have a backup plan, you can die now."

Russell sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword and spoke without a trace of emotion.

But Pan Zhen was destined not to hear that voice, because before the words had even finished, Russell had already arrived in front of him. His fierce fist tore through the air, snapping the spear that Pan Zhen had held in front of his chest, and then, with undiminished momentum, it struck Pan Zhen's chest.

All that could be heard was a continuous, deafening roar, as rings of white shockwaves expanded and exploded, and humanoid projectiles pierced through dozens of mountain peaks, leaving straight holes.

boom!
With another kick, Russell appeared in Pan Zhen's path as he flew backward with incredible speed, striking his lower back and sending him flying into the air before he could stop.

"Weak! Too weak!"

Fists, feet, knees, elbows—every part of his body transformed into a highly lethal weapon. The speed was so fast that his figure became blurred and transparent. Russell showed Pan Zhen what true martial arts were.

Above the sky, afterimages flickered and the roar continued. Pan Zhen's armor had long been shattered by the continuous and uninterrupted impacts, his hair disheveled and blood splattered across the sky.

“Wu Zhao…” Pan Zhen’s voice was weak and feeble. His gaze could no longer capture Russell’s figure. He could only barely connect to the Lieyang Academy of Sciences’ secret communication after repeated attacks.

“General, I am here,” Wu Zhao replied.

"How is Lieyang doing?" Pan Zhen asked.

"Everything is fine, the situation has been brought under control." Wu Zhao looked at the screen of another battlefield, the Void Sea of ​​the Blazing Sun. It was originally the most beautiful sea area, but now, along its hundreds of thousands of miles of coastline, towering waves rose up as if the sky had collapsed.

Countless corpses of the blazing sun warriors floated in the ocean.

Xuan'e Tianhu Xuan Kun's divine body was shattered, and he was being carried by the monkey with a dark alloy rod. His life energy had dropped to a critical level.

But at this moment, she couldn't tell Pan Zhen the truth.

Because Pan Zhen is the pillar of the entire Lieyang army, it doesn't matter if the entire Lieyang army is wiped out in this battle, as long as Pan Zhen can win the battle against Erlang Shen, they will still have a chance to fight.

"That's good..." Pan Zhen coughed up another mouthful of blood. Although his divine body was strong, it was not indestructible. After being beaten by Russell for so long, he was almost at his limit: "I will grant you the authority to activate the solar flare charging at full power, using me as the coordinate."

"General, even at full power you..."

"It is my fault for bringing such a great enemy upon the blazing sun. Only by sacrificing myself for my country can I wash away my sins." Pan Zhen barely opened his eyes. What he saw upon entering the door was a devastated landscape.

Yang Jian hung high in the heavens, his brow radiating divine light, which he could sense as containing world-destroying energy.

He can't leave even if he wants to.

“Let’s begin…” Pan Zhen straightened up and slowly stood up from the ground, unilaterally cutting off the call without giving Wu Zhao a chance to refuse.

"Have you finished your last words?" Russell's third eye slowly closed, and the power that could instantly annihilate three generations of divine bodies disappeared at a visible speed.

Dark dimensions and dark communication are, frankly speaking, just that kind of thing.

Russell viewed Lieyang's so-called encrypted call as no different from loudly plotting in front of him.

He came here today not only to kill, but also to destroy his spirit.

Since Pan Zhen has always been proud of Lieyang's star manipulation technology, then he will break his spine in this respect and make him watch as Lieyang, which he has fought for all his life, is completely destroyed.

“Erlang Shen,” Pan Zhen said, forcing himself to stand up, looking up at Russell with a victor’s tone, “I admit you are strong, but you will pay a heavy price for offending Lieyang.”

“Stubborn to the end.” Russell shook his head, then looked up at the sky and said sarcastically, “Among the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, there is a technique called ‘Manipulating Creation,’ which has the effect of grafting cause and effect and transferring creation. Tell me, if I were to use this technique to transfer the upcoming solar flare to the blazing sun, what would the blazing sun look like?”

“You…” Pan Zhen pointed at Russell, his eyes filled with fear.

Since Russell knew about the solar flare, there was only one possibility in his view: he truly possessed the illogical magic he claimed to have.

"No...no...you can't do this..."

Pan Zhen, who had been arrogant all his life, finally panicked. He hurriedly tried to contact Wu Zhao, but Yang Jian snapped his fingers, and his communication system was left with only a busy tone.

"Divine retribution is coming, General Pan Zhen." Russell spread his arms and laughed loudly. In the sky, a crimson energy sphere was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Watch with your own eyes, you will destroy your beloved blazing sun."

Pan Zhen's eyes were about to burst.

He weakly reached out, trying to stop the impending solar flare.

But, to no avail.

His dark energy was completely dormant, and he had exhausted all his energy for advancement just to maintain the most basic bodily functions.

He stared intently at Russell in the sky, his eyes filled with resentment. However, Russell's next words rekindled a glimmer of hope in him.

Russell's smile vanished: "The Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals? I don't know anything about that. I was just joking. Don't take it to heart, General."

boom!
Just as Pan Zhen cast a hopeful glance, the solar flare had already completed its preparation.

On the planet Cecil, volcanoes trembled, and oceans of magma surged violently, spreading explosively upwards.

This is a destructive force; all life and existence will be annihilated before this pure turbulent energy.

Even gods are no exception.

"Stop! Stop now! This goddess commands you to stop."

Just then, both Russell and Pan Zhen heard a familiar voice.

It was Lena. She piloted her spacecraft out of the wormhole, and the sunlight shone from her body.

She unlocked the limiter within her body, gaining the highest level of access to all stellar energy.

Under her control, the solar energy that was originally poised to unleash its full potential began to collapse.

This is not okay.

Russell sighed softly; this did not fit his plan.

"Lena, stop!" Pan Zhen roared, "This is our only chance to eliminate him! If he lives, Lieyang is doomed."

"You have no right to speak! I am the Lord God of Blazing Sun!" Lena turned around and glared at Pan Zhen, then went to Russell and comforted him, "True Lord, Blazing Sun will give you an explanation for this matter. Give me a chance."

Half an hour ago, she suddenly received a message from Wu Zhao saying that Yang Jian and Sun Wukong had attacked Lieyang. She knew immediately that Pan Zhen and Xuan Tianji had caused trouble behind her back, so she rushed back from Earth without stopping, but she was still too late.

“He’s right, Lena.” Russell shook his head slightly and looked at Lena. “Things have come to this point, it’s a fight to the death, so let’s go back.”

Russell gave her a push, and Lena fell backward uncontrollably.

The space around her shattered instantly, enveloping her and throwing her back to Lieyang Star.

“Little girl, I told you long ago, no one can change his mind once he’s made up his mind.”

On the Heavenly Tower, Sun Wukong sat cross-legged, his dark alloy armor covered in wounds, his fiery eyes reflecting everything that had happened on Planet Cecil.

"Is it really beyond repair?" Lena felt an overwhelming sorrow.

She traveled to Earth with the intention of friendship, met the Galactic Force, the War God of Noxing, and also formed relationships with the Fighting Venerable and the Pure Source Mystic Dao True Lord. Everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction...

"From the moment Pan Zhen attacked Earth and the Moon, it was no longer possible," the monkey sighed.

He could see that Lena was different from Pan Zhen; she retained all the beauty and innocence. But, things had come to this, and it was all over.

……

"Just watch, I will personally shatter your pride and crush your dignity."

On Cecil, after sending Lena away, Russell once again reached out to the flare device.

He may not possess complete stellar drive technology, but he can still resume interrupted processes.

His brow furrowed slightly, and the sun, moon, and stars shone brightly at the same time. The power to annihilate everything was finally released and crashed down.

"Madman! Madman!" Pan Zhen stared at the scene in disbelief, unable to comprehend why Russell would seek death.

The next moment, he saw it.

Russell's body began to swell, every inch of his skin was tearing and rebuilding, his muscle fibers were transforming into gnarled ancient trees, and his bones were emitting a booming sound like bronze bells.
In an instant, a crimson-gold rift suddenly opened between heaven and earth, and Russell's figure disappeared. In his place appeared a colossal creature with a blue face, fangs, and crimson hair, standing a thousand feet tall, like a moving mountain.

what is this?
Pan Zhen was terrified.

The next moment, a flare descended, and a pillar of light formed from the condensed energy of the star enveloped the entire planet Cecil.

Bertrand Russell, immersed in the world of the universe, laughed heartily.

The destructive energy spread wildly, and the blinding light was like a small sun rising on the ground.

This scene lasted for a full ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, the violent energy began to contract and gradually subside. A red, scorching river, melted by the high temperature, appeared on the ground, ending at a giant crater with a radius of tens of millions of meters. Around the crater, the terrain destroyed by the shock wave spread out in concentric circles.

That tall figure still stands proudly.

"He... he withstood a solar flare..."

On the planet Lieyang, Lena watched the live stream and swallowed hard.

"That's how it is." Wu Zhao, Lei Yan, Yu Xu, and the others had all witnessed this scene, and their mouths were extremely dry.

Their most prized technology, the technology that dominated the universe for 60,000 years, the strongest technology besides directly detonating stars, was actually resisted by someone else.

"Is this what you have to be proud of?"

The Dharma of Heaven and Earth was dispelled, and Russell's figure reappeared, holding in his hand a charred body.

He only guaranteed that Pan Zhen was not dead; he didn't care about anything else.

Therefore, Pan Zhen is currently hanging on by a thread, unable to speak or make any response.

"Just a piece of trash."

Russell made the final decision.

He grabbed Pan Zhen, tore open a spatial rift, stepped inside, and returned to Lieyang.

"Lena, Pan Zhen is dead. Now it's up to us to deal with Lieyang. As the chief god of Lieyang, what should you do?"

After leaving Pan Zhen on the square, Monkey came to Russell's side, while opposite them were all the soldiers of Lieyang.

For two people to defeat the entire civilization of Lieyang and succeed is a first in over 60,000 years since the founding of Lieyang, and also a first in the entire universe.

"What do you want...?"

Lena looked at Pan Zhen's corpse, her face showing neither joy nor sorrow.

For her, Pan Zhen was both a teacher and a father figure. Her father died early, and she was entrusted to his care from a young age.

He watched her grow up. Although some of the government policies annoyed or confused her, he loved her like a child.

Now, watching him die before her eyes, she could do nothing. Even as the chief god of the blazing sun, she couldn't easily express her grief.

"Submit, or be destroyed," Russell offered.

Lena gritted her teeth, her tone resolute: "The blazing sun will never submit."

"Then destruction is the only option."

Russell's eyes were cold as he took out the three-pointed double-edged sword. The monkey grinned and took out a dark alloy rod from his ear.

He will not allow a civilization burdened with life-and-death feuds and capable of launching devastating attacks on Earth at any time to continue to exist.

"Enough, let's leave it at that." Just as the situation was about to escalate to the point of no return, Di Hongkun in the Heavenly Dao Tower could no longer remain silent and spoke up to stop them: "Leina, you two, please come into the tower for a talk. Lieyang will give you a satisfactory explanation."

(End of this chapter)