High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 371 Slaughtering Emperors! The terrifying strength of the Vanguard! A madman rampaging through the universe!
On the edge of the universe, at the Heavenly Pass.

This is neither a planet nor a continent, but a war bulwark standing between nothingness and reality.

Its main body is forged from hundreds of abandoned stars, and its surface is engraved with ancient array diagrams that have been passed down by the human race for hundreds of millions of years. Every pattern is soaked with the blood and soul of the ancestors.

It is like an ancient behemoth crouching on the edge of a dark forest, silently guarding the brilliant starry sky behind it called "Human Territory".

However, at this moment, the giant beast was covered in wounds.

"boom--!"

A torrent of eerie green energy, powerful enough to tear apart stars, carrying with it the stench and shrieks unique to the Zerg that corroded the laws of nature, slammed violently into the central shield of the [Heavenly Profound Pass].

The shield's light membrane twisted violently, like water being struck by a heavy hammer, rippling out in circles of devastating waves.

The main body of the pass let out a groan of unbearable strain, countless array patterns flickered erratically, and hundreds and thousands of bottomless cracks spread grotesquely across the molten star body.

"Hold the line! The energy of the third array core is critically low! Seventeenth reserve team, fill in immediately!"

The Heavenly Profound Emperor, who guards this place, is a senior figure among the Emperor-level experts. At this moment, his hair and beard are flying and his robes are stained with blood.

One of his arms was unnaturally twisted, clearly indicating that he had been severely injured in the previous exchange of fire.

But he remained like an unyielding spear nailed to the core of the formation, his divine sense sweeping across the entire defensive line like thunder, his voice hoarse yet containing an undeniable majesty.

However, deep in his eyes, there was a trace of despair that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

Too much.

There are too many enemies.

The combined forces of the Zerg and the Demon race, like two converging black tides, completely engulfed the lone boat of [Tianxuan Pass] from all directions.

Hundreds of millions of low-level insectoids and demonic beasts fearlessly consumed the shield's energy with their flesh and blood, while behind them, more than thirty King-level powerhouses, and... five true Emperor-level beings, were watching with predatory eyes.

"Old man Tianxuan, why must you continue this desperate struggle?"

A sinister laugh echoed through the void, originating from a terrifying behemoth comparable in size to a small planet.

Its entire body was covered in shadowy scales, and it had nine ferocious snake heads on its head, each of which burned with a mocking and cruel flame in its pupils.

Demon race, [Kui Yinghuang].

A renowned Emperor, known for his strength and physical prowess, possesses the "Nine-Headed Prison Suppression" domain, capable of transforming an entire star system into a desolate, shadowy prison.

Beside him was an even more bizarre-looking being.

It was a beetle engulfed in crimson hellfire, its carapace flowing with magma-like patterns. With each breath, it spewed out destructive flames capable of scorching the space itself.

Zerg, [Red Flame Emperor].

Her "Burning Heaven Flame" can even ignite the laws of nature, making her one of the most troublesome beings on the battlefield.

Besides the two most terrifyingly powerful Emperors, there are three other Emperors from the demon and insect races, each occupying a side, like three Damocles' swords hanging over the Tianxuan Pass, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

On the human side, including the [Heavenly Profound Emperor], there are only three Emperor-level beings guarding the area.

One of them had suffered a fundamental injury during the months-long bloody battle, and his combat strength was less than half of his peak.

This was a one-sided victory with no suspense whatsoever.

"Give up, [Heavenly Profound Emperor]."

A snake head slowly emerged from [Kuiyinghuang], its enormous shadow covering half of the pass. "Hand over the coordinates of the thirty human emperors within [Eternal Life Mountain], and I can decide to give you a dignified death."

"Pooh!"

The one who responded to him was another hot-tempered figure beside Emperor Tianxuan, Emperor Lieyan: "A bunch of scum! Want to know the coordinates? Step over my dead body first!"

"as you wish."

In the nine eyes of [Kui Yinghuang], the last trace of patience vanished.

He raised all nine of his heads at once, and the shadowy domain behind him instantly boiled, transforming into a thick, inky black sea that pressed down on the [Heavenly Profound Pass]!
"Nine-Headed Prison Suppression - Eternal Night!"

Om-!
Time and space seemed to be muted at that moment.

All light, all sound, and all energy fluctuations were completely swallowed up and assimilated the moment they came into contact with that dark sea.

Even the seemingly indestructible shield on the Heavenly Pass shattered like glass in the face of this domain that represented "the end".

The faces of Emperor Tianxuan and Emperor Lieyan turned deathly pale. The power of law within their bodies had been slowed down by more than 30% due to the influence of this domain!
It’s over.

These are the two words that simultaneously surfaced in the minds of all the defenders of Tianxuan Pass.

They have done their best.

Just as the endless darkness was about to engulf everything, and just as everyone closed their eyes and awaited death—a strange change occurred.

Without warning, an absolute, cold will that transcends emotions and the concept of life, beyond any words, quietly descended.

The emergence of this will was neither earth-shattering nor accompanied by any extraordinary phenomena.

It's like a drop of pure "nothingness" being dripped onto a noisy, turbulent oil painting.

In the next instant, the entire battlefield, this chaotic star field filled with shouts of killing, explosions, and roars of energy, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

It's not that the sound disappeared, but rather that the concept of "noise" itself was forcibly erased.

All the insectoids, demons, and humans who were fighting, regardless of their cultivation level, had their movements forcibly frozen at this moment.

Their minds were still working, but their bodies seemed to be completely imprisoned by invisible shackles, unable to move.

Even the five arrogant Emperors, including the [Kuiying Emperor] who was unleashing his ultimate attack, had their law domains forcibly frozen at this moment. The "Eternal Night Sea" that was about to devour everything was awkwardly suspended above the [Tianxuan Pass], neither up nor down.

"what?"

A tremendous wave of shock surged through the heart of [Kui Yinghuang].

What immense power this is! Words become law!
No, there wasn't even a "word" involved; it was merely the arrival of will that forcibly rewrote the underlying rules of a cosmic battlefield!

Under the horrified gazes of billions of living beings, the space in front of the [Tianxuan Pass] rippled like water.

There was no tearing, no wormhole; the space seemed to come alive, obediently and willingly parting to both sides, making way for a passage.

A throne slowly drove out.

It was a throne whose magnificence and majesty could not be described in ordinary language.

It was forged entirely from some unknown dark golden metal, seemingly containing the ultimate truth of the universe's creation and destruction, its lines flowing yet filled with an absolute sense of order. The throne was not empty.

A figure sat quietly on it.

He wore an exquisitely crafted silver-white armor, every part and every pattern of which seemed to be the perfect embodiment of the laws of the universe.

His entire body was covered by armor, except for his eyes.

What kind of eyes are those?
Deep, cold, and empty.

There was no anger, no joy, no pity, not even the emotional fluctuations that life should have. There was only the purest "reason," like that at the beginning of the universe, before the singularity exploded.

It was as if everything in the world was just lines of code that could be modified or deleted at any time in his eyes.

Mechanical clan!
This thought resonated simultaneously in the minds of all the powerful humans, demons, and insectoids.

Such a pure and absolutely rational aura, such a creation that perfectly conforms to the golden ratio and the axioms of the universe, can only be found in that pinnacle group that regards logic as a god and data as a faith!

But... why are the mechanical race here?

Haven't they been standing by and watching, or even secretly colluding with the Alliance of All Races?
"who are you?"

[Kuiying Emperor] was the first to break free from the suppression of that will. After all, he was a renowned Emperor with unfathomable strength.

But his gaze toward the throne was filled with an unprecedented solemnity and apprehension.

"Youngsters of the Machine Race, this is a battlefield between the Human Race and our race. Do you, the Machine Race, also intend to interfere?"

【Crimson Flame Emperor】also resumed her movements, with the Heaven-Burning Flames burning fiercely around her, seemingly trying to dispel the chill in her heart.

The figure on the throne did not respond.

He simply and mechanically raised one index finger.

It was a finger encased in perfect silver-white armor, its fingertip as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the bewildered expression on the nine snake heads of the [Kui Ying Huang].

There was no energy gathering, no fluctuation of laws, and no leakage of killing intent.

He simply pointed lightly in the direction of [Kui Yinghuang], making a point in the air.

Then--

One light.

A beam of light, so pure, so refined, and so indescribable in color, appeared out of thin air before the [Kui Ying Huang].

This light was as thin as a hair.

Its appearance was so abrupt, as if it did not shoot from a fingertip, but transcended time and space, directly defining its own "existence" at the level of "result".

"not good!"

[Kuiyinghuang]'s scales instantly stood on end, and a terrifying sense of crisis, originating from the deepest part of his life and capable of freezing his soul, caused his nine snake heads to roar at the same time!
"Roar! Nine-Headed Prison Suppressor - Shadow Barrier!"

The frozen "Sea of ​​Eternal Night" in front of him instantly shrank back, condensing into an extremely thick black crystal wall composed of pure "Ending" laws.

This is his strongest defense, enough to withstand a full-force attack from a peer-level Emperor without taking any damage.

At the same time, his massive body retreated with an agility completely disproportionate to its size, attempting to escape into the void.

However, everything is in vain.

The thin, hair-like beam of divine light did not explode upon contact with the "Shadow Barrier."

It simply... passed through.

It's as easy and natural as light passing through glass.

The "Shadow Barrier," which was said to be able to devour all laws and end everything, was as fragile as a joke in the face of this light.

It wasn't shattered or melted; rather, a small piece was "erased" from the very root of the concept. It was a perfect, hair-thin, circular hole with perfectly smooth edges, devoid of any residual energy.

At the same moment, the nine pupils of [Kuiying-Huang] suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He saw that light pierce through his physical barrier, through his prized physical armor, comparable to a royal-level treasure, through his divine body, and through the very essence of his soul.

He didn't even feel any pain.

There is only one kind of absolute, cold "cognition" that is "disappearing".

At the very last moment, his mind lingered on an utterly absurd idea.

"What's this……?"

The next moment.

Under the silent gaze of billions of living beings, the renowned demon king, Kui Yinghuang, had a massive, star-like body, from the very center of his brow, silently split open a "line of light" that ran through his entire body, thinner than a hair.

Immediately afterwards, this line of light, like the first ray of light at the beginning of creation, spread infinitely towards every dimension, every level, every particle, and every imprint of law in his existence.

There were no explosions, no screams, and no flying blood and gore.

The entire existence of [Kui Yinghuang] was, right before everyone's eyes, broken down from the inside out by that light into the most primitive, purest, meaningless stream of particles, and then... completely annihilated into nothingness.

died.

one strike.

Instant kill.

A seasoned, powerful, and renowned Emperor-level expert, whose name was even listed on the Imperial Edict, was simply and cleanly "deleted" from this universe without leaving a trace by a single point of light.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

On the battlefield, whether it was the Zerg or the Demon race attacking the city, or the human race defending the city at Tianxuan Pass, everyone's brains completely shut down at this moment.

Their thinking, their cognition, their understanding of power, were all shattered at this moment by the subversive scene before them.

"Kui...Kui Ying...is dead?"

For the first time, the emotion called "fear" was revealed in the compound eyes of the Crimson Flame Emperor, which were burning with raging flames.

Her voice was dry, shrill, and filled with disbelief.

"One finger?"

The human emperor known for his bravery, who was standing next to Emperor Tianxuan, felt his throat dry and his body ice cold.

Looking at the figure on the throne, he felt as if he were looking up at a... true god walking among mortals.

The pupils of the Heavenly Emperor contracted sharply. He stared intently at the figure, the turmoil in his heart more intense than that of anyone else.

He recognized the throne; it was one of the supreme vehicles of the Machine Race, the Oracle!
Those who can ride in such a vehicle must have an incredibly high status among the mechanical race!

But...why?
Why would a supreme being of the Machine Race help the Human Race and kill the Demon Race to become an Emperor?

This is illogical! This does not conform to the consistent principles of the Machine Race!

"You bastard! Who are you?! Why are you making an enemy of my Alliance of Ten Thousand Races?!"

【Red Flame Emperor】is ultimately the emperor of the Zerg, and the madness in his bones outweighs his fear.

She let out a piercing shriek, and endless "Burning Flames" erupted from her body, transforming into a sea of ​​fire that threatened to incinerate this star field along with the throne!
Faced with this raging inferno powerful enough to melt galaxies, the figure on the throne remained motionless.

He simply raised his other hand slowly.

This time, he spread his five fingers and made a grasping motion in mid-air towards the sea of ​​fire.

Om-!
Then something even more incredible happened.

The raging, destructive "Heaven-Burning Flame" seemed to crash into an invisible wall when it reached a distance of ten thousand meters from the throne.

No, it's not a wall, but a singularity of "rules".

All flames lose their "burning" property in the face of this singularity.

They were forcibly decomposed, analyzed, and recombined.

To the astonishment of the Crimson Flame Emperor, her "Burning Heaven Flame," her proud natal divine fire, was actually kneaded into a... ice-blue lotus flower radiating absolute zero cold by that invisible hand in the void.

Then, the lotus blossomed.

Endless, icy-blue light spots, imbued with the law of "annihilation," drifted in all directions like dandelion seeds.

The largest "petal" shot towards [Crimson Flame Emperor] at a speed beyond comprehension.

"Do not--!"

【Crimson Flame Emperor】 let out a desperate roar.

She wanted to escape, but she found that her speed, which she was so proud of, was as slow as a snail in the face of that "petal".

puff.

A soft sound.

Ice-blue petals gently imprinted themselves on her forehead.

The next second, the entire massive insect body of [Crimson Flame Emperor], along with her burning soul, was instantly frozen into a crystal-clear ice sculpture.

Inside the ice sculpture, her final expression of terror and despair remains.

Click...

Cracks appeared on the ice sculpture.

Then, it shattered with a deafening roar, turning into countless ice shards that dissipated into cosmic dust.

Another emperor has been conferred the title.

Fall.

It was still a single strike.

Still an instant kill.

This time, the remaining three demon and insectoid emperors were completely overwhelmed.

"A devil! This is a devil!"

"Run away!!"

They had lost all will to fight and turned to tear through space, fleeing frantically in different directions.

Among them, the strongest demon, the Black Demon Emperor, burned his very essence, reaching an extreme speed.

However, the figure on the throne seemed to have no interest in even giving chase.

His gaze, those icy, unadulterated eyes, slowly swept over the three fleeing Emperors.

Then--

Three beams of [Ultimate Divine Light] lit up simultaneously.

There is no suspense.

The three powerful emperors, each a dominant force in their respective clans, suddenly froze during their escape. Then, just like the previous [Kuiying Emperor] and [Chiyan Emperor], they were completely erased from the very source of their existence by that omnipotent light.

It happened in just a few breaths.

The five powerful emperors who besieged Tianxuan Pass and drove the human army to the brink of defeat have all been annihilated!

The entire battlefield fell into an eternal, deathly silence.

The combined forces of billions of insectoids and demons, like chickens with their necks choked, had all their ferocity and madness vanish in the face of this miraculous massacre.

They stared blankly at the five empty places in the void, places where not even the aftershocks of the laws remained, and their bodies began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

Their... emperor is dead?
Five... all dead?

To die...so easily?
It is unknown who first let out a terrified scream, but this acted as a signal, instantly igniting panic throughout the entire coalition forces.

"Run!"

"The Emperor...has fallen!"

"It's a god! It's definitely a god!"

The defeat has begun.

A cataclysmic, chaotic, and utter defeat.

The massive army, wishing they had two more legs, fled frantically back the way they came, resulting in severe stampedes and infighting.

However, the figure on the throne didn't even glance at the fleeing soldiers.

His gaze, those emotionless eyes, slowly turned towards the direction of [Tianxuan Pass], landing on [Tianxuan Emperor] and the other group of human powerhouses.

[Tianxuan Emperor] felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head.

saved.

[Tianxuan Pass] has been saved, and the human territory behind it is temporarily safe.

But...why?
He looked at the [Oracle] standing silently in the void, and at the mechanical race powerhouse on the throne who exuded absolute order and rationality like a god. Instead of feeling any joy, he was shrouded in an even greater and more terrifying mystery.

Who is he?
Why did he help the human race?
This earth-shattering strength, slaying five powerful emperors in the blink of an eye, makes him an absolute top-ten, or even top-five, existence on the [Imperial Ranking]! When did such a...unfamiliar supreme powerhouse appear among the mechanical race?
Just as countless thoughts were churning in the mind of the Heavenly Emperor, a divine thought filled with resentment and madness came from the far distance and resounded throughout the starry sky.

That was the curse issued by the Black Demon Emperor, who had been obliterated by the Ultimate Divine Light, before his complete demise, using the last trace of his essence.

"Vanguard—!!"

"You damned traitor! As the ninth-order [Holy Son] of the Machine Race, how dare you betray your race! To help the human race!!"

"The supreme god of machinery will never let you, you shameful traitor, get away with this!"

The divine thought abruptly ceased.

However, the information it contained was like a bolt of divine lightning, striking the minds of the Heavenly Profound Emperor and all the human powerhouses who heard it.

Vanguard?
The ninth sequence... [the Holy Son]?
traitor?

Emperor Tianxuan's eyes widened suddenly. He stared at the solitary figure on the throne, his mind blank. A newly crowned mechanical race "Holy Son" possessed terrifying combat power capable of instantly killing five renowned emperors?
A mechanical race's "Holy Son," publicly labeled a "traitor" by the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races, who was granted the title of Emperor?
Is he... helping humanity?

Countless contradictory, absurd, and illogical thoughts intertwined and collided wildly in the mind of [Tianxuan Emperor], ultimately transforming into a bottomless abyss of confusion and shock.

He can not understand.

He couldn't understand it at all.

At this moment, Qin Feng, seated on the throne aboard the [Oracle], had eyes hidden beneath a cold mask that remained calm and undisturbed.

He paid no heed to the Black Emperor's dying roar.

traitor?

From the moment he decided to rule this place as the Mechanical God, that title was destined to resound throughout the world.

What he wanted was never understanding.

Instead... surrender.

His gaze calmly fell upon the devastated Tianxuan Pass, upon his fellow humans who had survived the catastrophe but were filled with confusion and wariness.

He didn't explain.

Because God doesn't need to explain to mortals.

He came here for only one thing—

With an air of supreme authority, he ended this war.

……

Dead silence.

A deathly stillness, purer and colder than the heat death of stars burning out and galaxies collapsing, enveloped the vast void battlefield before the [Tianxuan Pass].

The fall of the five emperors was not the end, but merely the prelude to this one-sided massacre.

On the throne, the silver-white figure known as "Vanguard" slowly raised his head, which was as perfect as a work of art.

His cold, empty eyes swept across endless space toward the combined forces of the insectoid and demon races, who were utterly collapsing from extreme fear and frantically fleeing in countless streams of light.

His gaze held no desire to hunt, no thrill of killing, and not even the slightest concern for the concept of "life."

He was like a gardener examining a patch of wildly growing weeds.

His task was to remove all the thicker and more unsightly parts in the most efficient and thorough way.

Those powerful, high-ranking, and influential figures in the allied forces were none other than these "weeds."

The next instant, he raised his hand.

Not just one finger, but the entire palm.

Five long, slender fingers, encased in fine armor, gently opened towards the chaotic torrent of fleeing people.

No words, no announcement.

Only...light.

Endless [Ultimate Divine Light]!
Om-!
Centered on the throne of the Oracle, hundreds and thousands of beams of light, as thin as hair yet containing the ultimate truth of "ending," shot out in all directions with precision and without error, like the peacock feathers of a god in full bloom!

Each ray of light locked onto a powerful king who was fleeing for his life.

"No! What the hell is that?!"

The Wind Roc King, renowned for his speed among the demon race, burned his own essence, and with a flap of his wings, he had already traversed the distance of several star fields.

He believed he had escaped death, and a sense of relief at having survived a calamity had just begun to rise in his heart.

However, a beam of light appeared suddenly and without reason in front of him.

It disregarded space and time, as if from the moment of its birth, it was destined to end everything here, at this moment.

"Destroy this king!"

[Fengpeng King] let out a desperate howl. His demonic power surged, and tens of thousands of "dimensional shields" made of spatial and wind laws instantly condensed in front of him. Each shield was enough to withstand a full-force attack from a powerhouse of the same level.

However, the light simply passed through.

Gently, as if passing through the morning mist.

The movements of [Fengpeng King] came to an abrupt halt. He looked down and saw a hole thinner than a hair on his indestructible demon body.

He felt no pain, and his mind was still functioning.

"I... blocked it...?"

The moment this thought arose, his entire existence, beginning from that tiny hole, was broken down into the most basic particles by an incomprehensible "reason," and utterly returned to nothingness.

……

"Form the array! [Ten Thousand Insects Devouring the Sky Array]!"

In another star field, dozens of Zerg King-level powerhouses, driven by extreme fear, were forced to unleash their ferocity. Instead of scattering and fleeing, they quickly regrouped, linking their respective domains of law together to transform into a colossal void worm composed of pure laws of destruction and devouring, blotting out the sky.

"Roar--!"

The giant insect roared, its power so great that it was almost at the level of a novice Emperor!

"Even if it means death, I will make you, a traitor of the mechanical race, pay the price!" The leader, [Thousand-Eyed King], roared madly in his divine sense.

However, what responded to them was dozens of [Ultimate Divine Lights] descending simultaneously.

Without the slightest hesitation, those beams of light shot directly into the core of the [Ten Thousand Insects Devouring the Heavens Formation], accurately hitting each of the insectoid kings who were in charge of the formation.

The roaring void worm's voice still echoed in the universe before its enormous body collapsed and vanished like a sand sculpture.

Dozens of powerful kings who once dominated the Zerg were simultaneously "deleted" from this universe.

……

The same scene played out in every corner of the battlefield.

A demon king who had just unleashed a fragment of a king-level secret treasure vanished into nothingness along with the treasure before he could even unleash its full power.

A serpent king, skilled in illusion and capable of concealing himself among countless phantoms, was struck by a beam of light that ignored all the phantoms and precisely hit his one and only true form.

A demon king with an incredibly strong physique, known as the "Immovable Stone Mountain," had his defenses, which he was so proud of, rendered no different from a thin sheet of paper in the face of that light.

This is a...massacre.

A cold, efficient, predictable, and almost "cleanup" massacre.

The "vanguard" on the throne remained perfectly still from beginning to end. He sat there quietly, his outstretched hands seemingly holding the power of life and death over all living beings in the universe.

The light kept shining.

Life is constantly fading away.

Those powerful kings who once wielded immense power in their respective star systems were now as fragile as candles flickering in the wind, easily and in large numbers extinguished by beams of light.

Above the Heavenly Profound Pass, all the human soldiers, including the Heavenly Profound Emperor, were completely speechless.

If the previous swift defeat of the five top-ranking emperors brought them a shock that overturned their understanding, then...

At this moment, the scene of hundreds or thousands of powerful kings being "cleaned up" at the same time brings them an uncontrollable chill that originates from the depths of their souls.

too frightening.

This is beyond what the word "powerful" can describe.

This is a kind of... "authority".

A supreme authority whose words carry the weight of law and which defines life and death.

It was as if he wanted someone to die, and that person had to die, no matter where you were or how you resisted; the outcome was already predetermined.

This mysterious mechanical powerhouse's strength is not manifested in the vastness of energy or the profundity of laws, but rather in a higher level, almost akin to "the Dao".

He wasn't fighting; he was... enforcing the rules.

"Gudong."

[Lieyan Emperor] swallowed hard, feeling his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

He looked at the throne, his eyes devoid of any fighting spirit, only filled with primal awe and fear.

"What...what exactly does he want to do?"

A surviving King-level expert asked in a hoarse voice, his body trembling slightly.

No one answered.

Because everyone wants to know the answer.

Finally, when the last fleeing King-level expert was also wiped out by a divine light that had been chasing him from hundreds of millions of miles away, the beams of light that filled the sky slowly dissipated.

The entire battlefield fell completely silent.

The massive allied forces that had previously covered the sky and numbered in the billions had now vanished without a trace, leaving only the low-ranking cannon fodder who couldn't escape in time, cowering in place like frightened quails, not daring to move an inch.

On the throne, the silver-white figure slowly lowered his outstretched palm.

His gaze, those icy eyes that could freeze time and space, once again pierced through the void and landed on the [Tianxuan Pass].

It landed on the body of [Tianxuan Emperor].

hum!
[Tianxuan Emperor] felt as if his soul had been pierced by an invisible ice spike, and an indescribable pressure descended upon him.

coming!

A warning bell rang loudly in his heart.

After eliminating all the powerful alien races, this terrifying being finally turned his attention to the human race!
At this moment, the back of the Heavenly Emperor slowly straightened.

His twisted arm was forcibly reset amidst a series of cracking sounds from the bones.

His blood-stained robes fluttered without wind, and a desolate, tragic, yet utterly resolute aura rekindled from his aged body.

He knew he was no match for this powerful mechanical being.

Even if he were in his prime, let alone now that he is severely injured, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand that seemingly effortless beam of light from the other party.

However, he cannot back down.

He is the Heavenly Emperor, the guardian of this majestic pass, and the last line of defense for hundreds of millions of human compatriots behind him.

His duty is to protect.

Whether facing the siege of the Zerg or the demon race, or facing... this even more unfathomable and terrifying being whose friend or foe is unclear.

"Lieyan!"

The voice of the Heavenly Emperor was deep and firm.

"exist!"

[Lieyan Emperor] took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, took a step forward, and stood side by side with [Tianxuan Emperor].

"Prepare for...a desperate battle."

The Heavenly Profound Emperor did not speak these words through divine thought, but rather uttered them directly. His voice resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Profound Pass.

All the human soldiers who survived the calamity were stunned when they heard these four words. Then, their gazes toward the throne changed from confusion and shock to a resolute determination to fight a common enemy.

Yes.

Having just experienced such a bloody battle, they had long since disregarded life and death.

After sending away a pack of jackals, are we about to welcome a fierce tiger?

Humanity never yields!
"war!!"

It's unclear who was the first to shout it out.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!!"

A battle spirit as powerful as a mountain roaring and a tsunami surged from the devastated pass, converging into an indomitable torrent that subtly diluted the cold, deathly silence brought by the throne.

The Emperor Tianxuan's body was enveloped in the burning of the Imperial Law.

He was prepared that if the other party showed any hostility, he would not hesitate to detonate his Imperial Origin to fight for even the slightest chance of survival for his compatriots.

He stared directly into those cold eyes, his divine sense coalescing into a line, preparing to utter the final question from the human race.

however--

At this tense moment, when a great battle was about to break out.

On the throne, the figure seemed to have "seen" enough.

His gaze, which had been fixed on the Heavenly Profound Emperor, slowly returned. The terrifying pressure that could have crushed stars also receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace.

Then, under the astonished, confused, and bewildered gazes of Emperor Tianxuan and all the human soldiers...

The supreme throne, named the Oracle, slowly and with an elegance imbued with absolute order, turned around.

Not a single word was spoken.

There was no movement.

There wasn't even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

He just came, killed, and then... left.

The throne transformed into a silver streak of light, silently disappearing into the depths of the void. The space it had forcibly separated slowly closed, leaving no trace.

It was as if... he had never existed.

All that remained was a desolate battlefield, the voids in the laws left behind by the fall of several Emperors and thousands of Kings, and... on the [Tianxuan Pass], a group of completely stunned human powerhouses.

"..."

The Imperial Dao Origin that [Tianxuan Emperor] was about to detonate awkwardly stopped at the edge of eruption. The question he was preparing to ask with all his might was also stuck in his throat.

He was frozen in place, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.

"He... just... left?"

[Lieyan Emperor] blinked, his voice dry and full of absurdity.

"It seems... he's gone."

A powerful figure standing nearby, who had been granted the title of King, gave an uncertain answer.

"why?"

This question expressed the thoughts of everyone.

why?
He went to great lengths to descend upon this place, and with overwhelming force, slaughtered the elite of both the demon and insect races.

But he made no demands on the human race, showed no malice whatsoever, and didn't even bother to say a word. He just... left.
Picture what?
The burning source of the Heavenly Profound Emperor slowly dissipated, and a deep sense of powerlessness and lingering fear welled up in his heart.

He can not understand.

As a human emperor who had lived for countless eons, he considered himself to be knowledgeable and experienced, but what was happening before his eyes was completely beyond his comprehension.

That "vanguard," that mechanical race [Holy Son] whom the Demon Emperor labeled a "traitor," his behavior pattern is completely impossible to deduce using any logic.

He was like a ghost, an absolute variable, suddenly barging into this cosmic chess game, overturning a corner of the board in the most tyrannical and unreasonable way, and then quietly leaving.

"Your Majesty... what do we do now?"

A general stepped forward and asked cautiously.

[Tianxuan Emperor] remained silent for a long time, staring at the direction where the figure disappeared, his eyes filled with extreme complexity.

"Clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and repair the passes."

He paused, his voice carrying an unshakeable weariness and confusion.

"Then... report everything that happened here to the Holy Academy... let the Lord of Limits and the others... have a headache."

……

at the same time.

In the endless void, far from the battlefield of [Tianxuan Pass].

The throne of the Oracle is undergoing a spatial leap at a speed that surpasses the concept of the speed of light.

Within the throne, Qin Feng's consciousness, hidden beneath the "Vanguard" mask, remained calm and undisturbed.

On the Heavenly Pass, he could clearly see the shock, fear, confusion, and wariness of the human race's powerful figures. But he didn't care.

He had three purposes for this trip.

First, he must resolve the crisis at Tianxuan Pass and safeguard the borders of the human race. This is his responsibility and the core of his Dao as "Qin Feng".

Secondly, under the name of "Vanguard," they will carry out swift and brutal actions. This battle will be enough to make the name "Vanguard," along with the identity of "the traitorous holy son of the Machine Race," resound throughout the universe.

This would provide him with both "deterrence" and "legitimacy" for his subsequent actions within the Machine Race—who would dare to question the decisions of a madman who dared to slaughter all races and become an emperor?

At the same time, it can also create a huge "information fog" among all the races in the universe, drawing all attention to this mysterious "vanguard" and thus providing the best cover for his actions.

Third, and most importantly, is testing and verification.

He secluded himself in the [Study of the Gods] for ten thousand years, initially refining twelve clan-protecting divine arts and integrating them into the [Myriad Manifestations], causing his strength to increase a thousandfold.

But to what extent this surge has reached, he needs a real-world test to determine.

The result satisfied him.

With a flick of the finger, one can annihilate a famous emperor; with a thought, one can slaughter thousands of kings.

Now, driven by this mechanical avatar, and relying on his initial understanding of the Twelve Divine Arts and the domineering power of the [Ultimate Divine Light], his combat strength has firmly established him among the top-tier Emperors.

"The crisis at Tianxuan Pass has been temporarily resolved. But the real issue lies at Yongsheng Mountain."

Qin Feng's mind was calmly analyzing the situation.

"The reason why the Golden Emperor and the other so-called Emperors abandoned the opportunity of [Mount Eternal Life] to hunt down my true self was to eliminate the future threat to the human race. Now that my true self has 'feigned death,' they will surely return to [Mount Eternal Life] to launch a final siege against the nearly thirty trapped human so-called Emperors."

"I must get there as soon as possible."

While the identity of "Vanguard" is powerful, it's not suitable for the [Mount Eternal Life]. A machine race member going to rescue the human race's emperor? It's too bizarre and will only attract unnecessary trouble and suspicion.

Most importantly, while the Twin Masks can provide perfect disguise, the mechanical race's divine magic system and the human race's martial arts system are fundamentally different. Once in close contact with the human race's high command, or even joining forces against an enemy, the risk of exposure will greatly increase.

So, it's time.

"The fundamental mysteries of the twelve clan-protecting divine arts of the Mechanical Race have been completely analyzed and absorbed by my [Primordial Singularity] and integrated into the first layer of the [Myriad Manifestations] mental cultivation method."

"This mechanical avatar has already fulfilled its greatest purpose. Next, it will continue to operate in space as the 'vanguard,' drawing fire and confusing the enemy."

"But to save humanity from this crisis, another identity is needed..."

In Qin Feng's consciousness, his human body, reshaped by the [Ultimate God King Body], appeared.

"Returning under the name 'Qin Feng' is the most reasonable choice."

“A ‘fallen’ prodigy miraculously resurrected and returned with even greater strength to participate in such a cosmic-level event is, from any perspective, more reasonable and more likely to unite people’s hearts than a mysterious traitor from the mechanical race taking action.”

He instantly formed a complete plan in his mind.

The mission of the "vanguard" has now come to an end.

Next, it's time for someone else to take the lead on stage.

Qin Feng's divine sense connected with the supreme AI of the [Oracle] and issued a new command.

"Set flight path, target, coordinates XXX.XXX, hidden star field outside [Mount Eternal Life]".

"Command confirmed. Route planned, estimated arrival time: seven cosmic standard days," a cold, mechanical voice replied.

The Oracle trembled slightly, instantly transforming into an invisible phantom that merged into the deeper layers of the subspace, speeding towards the legendary place that had imprisoned many powerful human beings.

(End of this chapter)