Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Boom boom boom...

The entire starry sky of the Tiankang Galaxy trembled violently, countless fragments of broken stars surged wildly, gales tore through the void, and chaotic currents of laws raged rampantly.

After Wang Sheng, with his supreme saintly status, mingled in the lower-level battlefield and casually wiped out twenty top-level angel kings comparable to the peak of quasi-saints with a single palm strike, the situation on the entire battlefield completely collapsed!

An unstoppable torrent of panic instantly swept through the five million-strong army of Holy Light Angels!

saint!

Those are the ultimate beings who compete in the dimensional battlefield, vie for the eighth-order Great Dao, and look down upon all living beings in the heavens!

He was a supreme powerhouse who should have been able to fight against the main god from afar and contend with the Great Dao!

No one could have predicted that such a supreme saint would lower himself to the lowest level of hell where quasi-saints and yang gods fought, and carry out acts of dimensional crushing and bullying the weak!

For angels, dying on the battlefield or perishing among their peers is a matter of victory or defeat; if their skills are inferior, they die without regret.

To be casually wiped out by a saint who is a whole realm higher, without even the right to fight to the death, and even the chance to self-destruct and burn one's soul, such a death is too suffocating, too unwilling, and not worth it!

These top angel kings, in particular, have cultivated for tens or hundreds of thousands of years, endured endless tribulations in the starry sky, and survived countless life-and-death situations. They fought and conquered their way to their current level of cultivation.

They spent half their lives cultivating diligently and risking their lives to conquer the heavens and reach higher realms, not to become some saint's unreasonable and unscrupulous battle statistics!

The higher the cultivation level and the more profound the foundation of an angelic powerhouse, the more intense the fear and humiliation in their heart.

In an instant, the entire Angel Legion of the Tiankang Galaxy suffered a complete rout!

Countless angel warriors and angel kings lost their will to fight, abandoned their opponents, and fled madly into the depths of space.

They fled at extreme speed, rushing about without regard for the surrounding stars, and didn't even bother to avoid them.

Giant planets, some tens of thousands of miles or even hundreds of thousands of miles in diameter, were directly smashed and blasted apart by the fleeing angelic powerhouses!

Stars shattered, magma erupted, star fields collapsed, and fragments of stars flew everywhere. The already damaged Tiankang star system was now a scene of devastation, completely reduced to a wasteland and inferno.

Beyond the starry sky, on the edge of the battlefield in the dimensional rift.

An eighth-tier main god, clad in eight-armed divine armor, surrounded by holy light, and exuding boundless divine might, was being tightly entangled by a taciturn, aloof, and veteran saint, unable to break free.

This chief god is the renowned eight-armed god of the Holy Light Civilization, an eighth-tier high-level combatant who wields the Holy Light's path of slaughter, holding a revered position and unparalleled in killing power.

Through layers of spatial barriers, he witnessed firsthand Wang Sheng's unbridled and wanton slaughter of the elite angels within the Tiankang Star System. His chest erupted with fury, and boundless killing intent broke through the Dao Domain's confinement!

"Shameless scoundrel!!"

"You hold a saintly position, yet you commit despicable and vile acts; how dare you call yourself a saint?!"

The eight-armed god roared furiously, his divine voice resounding throughout both the dimensional and real starry skies, every word filled with rage and every sentence carrying the threat of death.

"hehe!"

Wang Sheng smiled faintly.

In a flash, he traversed thousands of miles of starry sky and appeared beside a top-tier angel king who was fleeing in panic. With a light press of his five fingers, an ordinary palm strike landed with a bang.

With a soft "pfft!"

The angel king, who had desperately fled and burned his very essence, didn't even have time to utter a scream before his body, wings, soul, and essence shattered instantly, completely annihilated in the starry sky, leaving not even a trace behind.

Then, Wang Sheng responded to the eighth-tier main god, saying,

"Why must you be angry, fellow Daoist?"

"If you are resentful and unwilling to honor me as a saint, then you may call me the Lord God."

The gaunt saint who intercepted the eight-armed god was originally expressionless and unfazed by everything, but now, because of Wang Sheng's words, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he was shocked by Wang Sheng's shamelessness.

"you!"

The Eight-Armed God was almost furious, his gaze towards Wang Sheng filled with endless killing intent.

His eyes were bloodshot, his eight arms trembled violently, and endless killing intent surged forth. He wished he could break free of his restraints immediately, cross boundaries, and tear this shameless scoundrel to pieces!

The Supreme God is the highest title of the Holy Light Civilization, a symbol of holiness, majesty, and light!

Do these despicable people, who have no bottom line, no rules, and bully the weak, even deserve to covet the title of the Supreme God?

This is the greatest blasphemy and disgrace to the Holy Light Civilization!

Consumed by rage yet bound hand and foot, unable to leave even for a moment, this sense of powerlessness drove the eight-armed god to the brink of madness.

Ah!

Deep within the Tiankang Galaxy, a top-tier angel king, driven to desperation, found himself in a hopeless situation.

Behind him was the indifferent and ruthless Wang Sheng, closing in step by step; before him lay a defeated army and a shattered starry sky, with no way out.

There was no hope of survival, and no way to escape!

In the face of utter despair, a mad deathly intent ignited in the eyes of this angel king!

"Since you've driven me to this dead end, then let's die together!"

He roared fiercely, and holy light surged around him, igniting his entire being's essence!

Lifespan, cultivation level, Dao foundation, divine soul, bloodline—all the foundations of existence were burning wildly at this moment!

The dazzling holy light shot into the sky, transforming into a star on the verge of exploding, carrying a terrifying power that could destroy everything, and fiercely attacked Wang Sheng!

He did not seek to harm the enemy, but only to use the ultimate method of self-destructing his divine soul to grit his teeth and scratch this shameless saint, so as to vent the boundless hatred and humiliation in his heart!

However, in the face of an absolute difference in realm, all struggles are in vain.

Wang Sheng looked at the Angel King, who was desperately self-destructing, with indifferent eyes, showing neither joy nor sorrow, and lightly tapped his fingertip.

Om-!

With a single finger strike, the power of the Dao descends!

There were no dazzling supernatural powers, no magnificent phenomena, only pure saint-level suppression, like an entire vast universe crashing down!

The terrifying power emanating from the angel king, who had burned everything and was on the verge of self-destruction, was instantly imprisoned, annihilated, and collapsed!

The momentum of self-destruction was forcibly cut off, the soul was instantly suppressed, and the physical body disintegrated inch by inch.

With a soft boom, he was completely stripped of even the right to self-destruct, his body and soul vanished without a trace, disappearing into the vast starry sky.

Wang Sheng had no intention of converting these angels.

The Holy Light Civilization is a terrifying civilization force that is no weaker than the Holy Martial Civilization.

This civilization believes in absolute holy light and the supreme divinity of the supreme god. They are the most obsessed, the most concerned with face, and the most devoted to faith.

If he were to indiscriminately convert a large number of angelic monks at this moment, forcibly rewrite their beliefs, and control their souls, it would be tantamount to publicly enslaving the citizens of the Holy Light Civilization and trampling on the majesty of the Holy Light God.

Wang Sheng didn't want things to escalate to the point where he'd be targeted by the creator god of the Holy Light Civilization, which would be a huge problem.

Therefore, today, he only kills and does not save, establishes his authority through killing and conquest, leaves no hidden dangers, and will never completely destroy the tradition and dignity of the entire civilization.

boom!

In the northern sky of the Tiankang Galaxy, twelve surviving top-tier angel kings suddenly formed an array!

The twelve figures, with their staggered forms, wings spread, and holy light connecting them, instantly formed an angelic array that symbolizes the eternal legacy of the Holy Light Civilization!

hum! ! !

A vast holy light surged into the sky and converged. The twelve people burned their source, overdrawn their divine souls, and sacrificed their potential. The endless holy light gathered at the center, faintly condensing into a blurry yet majestic giant phantom!

This phantom is clad in double-sided holy armor, wielding the Holy Sword of Light in one hand and shrouding the Abyss of Darkness in the other. Half of its body shines as brightly as the sun, while the other half is as dark as the abyss, possessing a wisp of true divine nature!

It is a projection of the main god containing the origin of the eighth order!

"Slay the Saint!!"

"Slay the demons!!"

"Let us burn our very souls and slay this shameless saint!!"

The twelve supreme angel kings, their eyes blazing with fury, roared and howled madly, burning everything within themselves to continuously pour their primordial power into the phantom of the main god.

The entire Tiankang star system was instantly divided in half by two beams of extreme light, one black and one white. The light illuminated all the stars, while the darkness devoured the void. A terrifying killing intent enveloped every inch of the starry sky, causing countless low-ranking angels to tremble in fear.

The phantom of the supreme god, suspended high in the void, gripped the double-faced angel's holy sword tightly in both hands, and with a single sword stroke that pierced through the galaxy, slashed down towards Wang Sheng!

The sword's power overturned heaven and earth, its might sweeping across the eight wastelands!

Wang Sheng stood in the center of the sword light, his expression calm. He nodded slightly and commented softly, his voice open and resonant, echoing through the starry sky without any concealment:

"A good killing formation."

"Its power is condensed and pure, and its divine foundation is solid, possessing approximately one millionth of the power of an eighth-tier main god."

The voice didn't mute anyone; it just came out naturally.

How is that possible!

Upon hearing this, the twelve angel kings, who had given their all, had their pupils shrink sharply. They felt as if they were in an ice cave, their bodies stiff, cold, and incredulous!

One in a million!

These twelve quasi-saint peak experts sacrificed everything, burned their origins, activated forbidden formations, and summoned the phantom of the main god, unleashing the strongest killing power of their lives!

In the end, he only possessed one millionth of the power of an eighth-tier main god?!

Many top-tier angel kings were heartbroken and their bodies were ice-cold; extreme despair completely consumed their minds!

It turns out that their ultimate killing move, which they fought desperately for, was so fragile in the eyes of the sage that it was far less powerful than even a casual strike from the opponent!

The gap between the eighth and seventh orders is terrifyingly large!

Wang Sheng's gaze was calm. He casually reached out and tore through the black and white sword light, grabbing at the phantom of the main god!

Boom!

The seemingly incomparably terrifying projection of the main god was as fragile as paper under the saint's palm, instantly crumbling, disintegrating, and dissipating!

Divine light exploded and scattered, completely annihilating everything.

puff!

As the phantom of the main god shattered

The twelve angel kings suffered mental breakdowns, lost their Dao hearts, and were backfired upon. They all spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood, their bodies trembled violently, and the light of the great formation dimmed by more than half in an instant.

The morale of the troops collapsed, their fighting spirit vanished, and the power of the great formation plummeted!

Wang Sheng withdrew his palm, and on his fingertip hung a drop of crystal-clear, dazzling golden divine blood!

This drop of divine blood was extremely dazzling, its light surpassing all the stars, sun, and moon in the Tiankang star system, so brilliant that it blinded all living beings in the entire starry sky.

A faint divine pressure spread out, causing all the remaining angelic monks to tremble.

"This is... the blood of the Supreme God?!"

The twelve top-tier angel kings, who were vomiting blood, paralyzed, and on the verge of death, suddenly had their pupils shrink, their faces filled with disbelief and horror!

They stared intently at the divine blood on Wang Sheng's fingertips, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions!

The saint has been offended!

Their all-out formation actually managed to injure a true eighth-order saint!

But wasn't it said before that the great formation only had one millionth of the power of a saint?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"You actually believe whatever I say!"

Wang Sheng laughed loudly.

He reached out again and smashed the top-tier angel kings, who were no longer protected by the angel array.

Actually,

Their angelic array was quite extraordinary.

The key is not the twelve top-tier angel kings, but the great formation itself, which contains a drop of divine blood from a powerful eighth-tier main god.

This grand formation was carried by a descendant of a supreme god and was specifically used to protect against the bullying tactics of an eighth-order saint. Naturally, it could withstand some of the saint's attacks.

However, the twelve top angel kings relaxed their vigilance because of Wang Sheng's words. In their despair, they lost the determination to fight, which caused the phantom of the main god to make a mistake. As a result, Wang Sheng broke it with one blow, and the angel formation was easily broken!

"Aaaaaah! I refuse to accept this!!"

"I'm not reconciled!!"

The leader, the descendant of the main god who carried the inheritance of the main god and mastered the forbidden array, let out a heart-wrenching and shrill roar!

His eyes were bloodshot, his soul was burning wildly, and even though he knew he was going to die, he still rushed towards Wang Sheng with all his might, filled with madness and hatred!

It was clearly a one-sided victory; the opponent clearly had an absolute advantage!

But this shameless saint not only bullies the weak and oppresses the strong, but also deliberately attacks people's minds with words, deceives and interferes, and sneaks attacks to manipulate their mentality!

The victory was dishonorable, the killing was utterly shameless, and the shamelessness reached its extreme!

No matter how much he roared, how frantically he went, or how unwilling he was, he was ultimately powerless to change the situation.

With a casual slap, Wang Sheng unleashed a burst of crimson starlight, instantly shattering the physical body and annihilating the soul of this divine offspring, causing him to fall completely from the starry sky.

now,

Deep within the dimensional space, the ultimate battle between the eighth-order saint and the main god was raging, causing the heavens and earth to collapse and spacetime to shatter, far removed from the present world.

The few Holy Light Gods who remained in the mortal realm and could rush to the aid of the Tiankang Star System were all tightly restrained and intercepted by the Qingxuan Saint, and were unable to break free even for a moment.

In the short term, no main god will be able to return to this lower-level battlefield!

This was the perfect opportunity that Wang Sheng had been waiting for!

There is no one to check or balance it, no one to obstruct it, and no one to interfere!

He unleashed his full power, wreaking havoc and slaughtering indiscriminately in the Tiankang Star System!

From the highest-ranking angel kings and offspring of the chief god to ordinary angels at the level of Yang God, Dharma Aspect, and True Lord, all those who remained on the battlefield and did not flee were doomed to die!

A 100,000-strong elite legion of fourth-order angels was suppressed by Wang Sheng's powerful kick!

The entire legion's fighting power was instantly annihilated, and all 100,000 angels turned to ashes. The starry sky was as clean as ever, without leaving a trace.

On the other side, the 150,000-strong angel army, which had put up a stubborn resistance, tried to escape in a group, but Wang Sheng casually unleashed a torrent of holy energy, instantly sweeping them away without leaving a single piece of armor!

Corpses and shattered armor, along with blood-red malevolent energy, instantly covered the entire galaxy!

"Hold them back! Everyone, hold them back with everything you have!"

"Our supreme deity will soon be free from this entanglement and return to provide assistance!"

"Hold on! We will win!!"

The few remaining offspring of the main gods watched in horror as their armies were annihilated and their comrades fell one after another.

They knew that if they didn't unite, they would surely die.

In dire straits, these noble offspring of the gods, each possessing a priceless treasure, gritted their teeth and unleashed their final trump cards!

Those are supreme sacred artifacts personally bestowed by the Holy Light God to protect oneself and turn the tide in desperate situations. Each one contains the power of the God and can temporarily resist the attacks of saints!

Whoosh whoosh!

More than a dozen dazzling protective treasures soared into the sky, radiating countless rays of light and overflowing with divine power, all enveloping and suppressing Wang Sheng, attempting to use the power of these treasures to trap this shameless saint who was wantonly slaughtering people!

"interesting!"

Wang Sheng smiled slightly.

Then he stepped aside and said...

"Young friend Xu, it's time for you to bring out your protective treasures."

"Let the Holy Light Civilization see the true power of my Qingxuan clan!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing and the other descendants of the sages, who were healing their wounds on the rear battlefield, all froze.

Everyone's faces instantly filled with astonishment, speechlessness, and frustration!

They never expected that Wang Sheng would actually ask them to take action!

These are just protective treasures belonging to the offspring of some main gods. They pose little threat to saints. I have never heard of a quasi-saint's protective treasure being able to kill a saint!

But Wang Sheng, for safety's sake, disregarded all pride and actually asked Xu Changqing and the others for help.

Let a bunch of ants help this saint!

Use their protective treasures to counteract the enemy's protective treasures!

Shameless!

The sage gave orders, and Xu Changqing and the others dared not disobey, but could only curse and complain in their hearts!