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Chapter 169 Let's collect some interest first!

"The Hundred Transformations Saint, Duanmu Sword Saint, is dead!"

"A saint has fallen!"

This scene actually happened, and it was even a suicide. The universe was deathly silent, and everyone was terrified.

Two saintly corpses lay in the middle of the solar system. On the face of the remaining head of the Sword Saint Duanmu, there was even a trace of relief, as if this suicide was a kind of redemption for him.

"Hell's Whip!"

A gaze in the starry sky revealed a hint of fear. What kind of method was this, to inflict pain and force a saint to commit suicide? Could it truly be a divine object from hell?

There are also legends about the underworld that belong to hell, which are widely circulated in the starry sky.

Legend has it that the Corpse Clan, one of the top ten races in the heavens, and the Netherworld Clan, ranked eleventh, are all related to hell. Corpses are said to be born with spirituality, come back to life, and have their souls cleansed by hell.

"Boom!"

Yao Yao broke through her cultivation barrier and completely ascended to the Saintly position, causing a mental storm to sweep across the entire solar system!
“They used to grovel before me, kneeling and begging for my favor, but now they’ve become enemies of Earth, committing atrocities in ancient times. They deserve to die! It’s too good for them to die like this!” Her figure appeared beside Yang An, her voice filled with hatred.

The so-called Star Knights were a force supported by Earthlings in ancient times, an outward extension of their influence. As one of the leaders of the Star Knights, Yuwen Chengkong had naturally met Yao Yao.

Although Duanmu Jiansheng did not swear allegiance in a true sense, he was still a force surrounding the Earth, and in fact a vassal.

They all benefited greatly from Earthlings in the past.

When it came to stabbing, they were all incredibly fast.

"Their souls will be eternally condemned to hell."

Yang An remained calm. Could suicide really save him from the torment of hell? That's ridiculous.

They were lashed several times by the whips of hell, their souls branded. Death was not the end, but the beginning. After death, their souls would enter hell to continue tormenting them, forever and ever.

"As for this matter?"

"Of course it's not over yet!"

"Those who dare to offend Earth and the majesty of the Lord deserve to die, not only them, but also the countless people of their planet! Their entire race should be exterminated!"

Yang An's expression was indifferent. Though he was far away in the starry sky, his gaze was fixed on the ancestral stars of Yuwen Chengkong and Duanmu Sword Saint in several star fields. Without any hesitation, he grabbed the spear of the underworld god and casually tossed it through the starry sky!
What kind of spear was that?!

The platinum-gold gleam, without a trace of gloom, illuminates the starry sky, incomparably sacred, like the lance of judgment of the gods, causing countless netizens on the Primal Beast Platform who saw the spear to feel a sense of intoxication.

It's so beautiful! It's like a spear thrown down to earth by the gods, so noble and holy!

The platinum spear manifested in the starry sky, enormous and boundless, far exceeding the size of a star, its radiance enveloping several surrounding star regions.

"What is the Lord of Heaven doing?!"

On the Primal Beast Platform, people in the starry sky were filled with curiosity, and an unbelievable thought arose: Could it be that they were about to destroy the homeland of two saints?!
"it is true!"

Some people trembled as they uploaded what they had witnessed: the platinum spear pierced through the starry sky, shining brilliantly and untouched by dust. Many people saw it and were even illuminated by its light, feeling warm all over, with no apparent harm.

However, when it gets close to the star field surrounding Baihua Star, it reveals a ferocious side.

As it swept across that area, almost every star along the way was damaged upon contact or shattered upon impact, displaying its divine power without restraint!

At a speed far exceeding the speed of light, the Spear of the Underworld appeared almost instantly outside the Hundred Transformations Star.

"not good!"

"He's really here!"

Before the people on the Hundred Transformations Star could even grieve for the fall of their sage, they were caught off guard by a blow from beyond the heavens, and they almost witnessed the fall of the Hundred Transformations Sage.

Then the Lord of Heaven threw out his spear. Some people still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking it didn't matter. They reasoned that even if the other side attacked from across the starry sky, it probably wouldn't arrive so quickly.

Moreover, many forces are already aware of the habits of Earthlings.

In ancient times, there were very few wars that destroyed planets. Even if you offended them, at most the offender would die, but their ancestral planet would remain unharmed. You could even become their vassal by flattering them.

This is precisely why a large number of ungrateful people have emerged.

The so-called starry sky is no different from that of many countries on Earth; they fear power but not morality!

Yang An shattered their illusions completely, and the Spear of Hades descended from the sky!

The true divine punishment has arrived!

"Oh!"

The next moment, the Hundred Transformations Star shattered. Countless people and living beings perished tragically, as if an ancient god of the underworld had wielded a spear, opening the gates of hell to harvest souls. No one could escape; they fell into hell with wailing cries. Some in the starry sky with exceptional eyesight even vaguely saw a hellish world filled with demons and devilish spirits, exuding the smell of sulfur.

This is not a fantasy; there is a real, small hellish world within the Gates of Hell, which is undoubtedly the same as the mythical hell in our current underworld universe.

Those countless deadly demons and legendary demons that survive are, in the Lesser Underworld, the lowest level of the Golden Body realm, a terrifying world of soul-devouring and life-stealing.

The spear of the underworld continued its relentless advance, imbued with its own spirit, sweeping across star fields. It did not stop at the Hundred Transformations Star, but also the lair of a Star Knight and the several inhabited planets adjacent to it, mercilessly crushing them all and sending them to hell.

Duanmu Xing!
"No!"

The people on this planet witnessed this scene. As the platinum spear approached, their bodies turned cold, and they roared in despair, each trying to escape the planet. But they couldn't react in time. Not far from the planet, they saw the spear of the underworld descend and ignite it.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion rang out. The continuous array of saints and even the struggles of quasi-saints on this planet were all futile in the face of the Spear of the Underworld God. They were nothing more than the struggles of ants!

Even those who managed to escape a little further away all perished in the aftershocks of the planet's explosion.

"My God! That's so cruel!"

The Beastmaster Platform was in an uproar, with discussions rife. "It's a true case of exterminating nine generations! An entire star field has been wiped out, and all inhabited planets have been destroyed. It's not just nine generations; it could be ten or even a hundred!"

"No one can escape!"

Yin Que Star, Jin Lang Star!

Yin Jiuque and the Second Saint Golden Wolf were no exception to the enemy's ancestral star.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! We are willing to surrender and beg for forgiveness from the great Lord of Heaven!"

The people on these planets could see this scene through the Primal Beast Platform. They trembled, and some elders kowtowed, begging for forgiveness, saying, "The things our ancestors did should not affect us. We are innocent!"

But Yang An remained calm. Hatred can only be washed away with blood; forgiveness is for the dead!
"Are they all dead..." Yao Yao's expression was complicated. She was unwilling to do anything that would implicate others, but these guys never thought of letting Earth go. They even went to the far reaches of space to find and kill it.

The forces on Earth in ancient times have long been wiped out. The remaining hundreds of thousands of years of evolution have no history to remember. Isn't that even more innocent?
But did those forces let it go?

No!

Therefore, they deserved their fate!
Yang An did the right thing. Even though Yao Yao felt sorry for some 'innocent' creatures, she still agreed and firmly supported him.

In the end, these planets undoubtedly turned into interstellar dust. The Spear of Hades disintegrated and disappeared into the starry sky, marking the end of a cosmic tragedy!
But is it really over?
not at all!
"This is just interest!"

“The Celestial Clan, the Netherworld Clan! The Western Forest Clan!” Yang An’s eyes shone with divine light, as if they could pierce through the starry sky. “You can’t even protect your own subordinates? You’re such cowards. But whatever, go and talk to your masters.”

“There is no forgiveness for the sins you have committed, but I give you a chance to gather together and challenge me.”

"Or you could choose to commit suicide."

His voice was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't know what the struggles of the Celestial Race, the Mechanical Race, and the Nether Race looked like.

The netizens on the Beast Platform felt a chill run down their spines. This was undoubtedly a declaration of war against the Celestial Race, the Mechanical Race, the Netherworld Race, the Corpse Race, and the Spirit Race—all of which were among the top ten races in the heavens!
Even the slightly weaker Netherworld Clan ranks eleventh, replacing Earth's former position, and has now accumulated considerable strength.

"How arrogant!" someone muttered. To order someone to commit suicide and then claim to be merciful, and to allow Earth's former enemies to gather, would probably enrage the Celestials so much that they would gather together to kill them.

Even if the Lord of Heaven possesses the power to illuminate all the heavens and forced two saints to commit suicide, he could not possibly be a match for multiple Dao Ancestors who illuminate all the heavens.

Unless he is a true god!

But is that possible? Many long-established forces know that in this universe, the Heavenly Reflection is already the pinnacle, and there is no way to become a god!
Only in the chaos, in some adjacent ancient universes, is there fertile ground for god-like beings.

Legend has it that many of the top ten races are related to the ancient chaotic universe. For example, the Celestial Race is related to the Chaotic Celestial Palace. They have ruled this universe for a long time and seem to be carrying some kind of mission to find something in this universe.

In reality, these ancient chaotic universes, which the ancient forces of the Lesser Underworld feared and seemed unattainable, were nothing more than ruins, barely better preserved than the Lesser Underworld, and essentially the same.

In the immeasurably distant past, now impossible to verify, these universes were separated from the realm of the living and the realm of the dead. Back then, even more terrifying forces participated in that battle, which was truly earth-shattering.

Yang An withdrew his projection, and Yao Yao also landed on Longhu Mountain.

"Well done! Slaughter them all!" Chu Feng roared, finally venting his pent-up anger.

Although he himself couldn't bring himself to do it in the original story, that didn't stop him from feeling good when he saw others do it!

"Haha, Brother Wu, do you also have a grudge against the Star Knights?" Little Yellow Ox asked curiously, otherwise why would he be so happy?

Chu Feng's face stiffened, and he chuckled awkwardly, "I empathize with them and feel indignant for Earthlings. My hometown also suffered a similar incident. These executioners and invaders deserve no pity."

“Indeed!” The little yellow calf nodded in deep agreement.

If you pity even these guys, aren't you just a complete fool? When your ancestors were beheaded, when your family was humiliated, why didn't you show the same pity?
Those who speak like that are either bad or stupid, or both bad and stupid!
(End of this chapter)