The Last Sentinel

The commander's tent at Dongtianmen.

The tent was dimly lit, with a faint illumination bead hanging from the dome. Its dim yellow light flickered among the runes covering the walls. The distant roar of the Western Heavenly Gate had not yet dissipated, and the smell of iron and blood seeped in through the tent seams, causing the candlelight to sway gently.

A woman in a flowing white dress, her allure palpable, gently caressed him with her jade-like hands, a hint of regret in her voice: "Your good brother, Tiannu, is gone. Such a promising talent! Broken just like that."

She twirled a strand of her hair between her fingers, her tone revealing little sorrow, more like she was appraising a piece of jade that had just broken, her regret tinged with a hint of amusement.

Tian En, standing to the side, said with a deep, unfathomable gaze, "Didn't your good older brother also lose his temper and disappear?"

Lust shook his head and said, "Furious? He's quite ordinary, at least not as good as the dead Greed in that aspect."

Her watery eyes reflected the flickering firelight, and she added a final sentence, as if she were seriously comparing something.

"You really aren't picky about food." Tian En muttered disdainfully, "The saintess produced by Huan Yin Fang really can eat anything."

With a sly smile, she pressed her alluring face against Tian En's cheek and launched a surprise attack: "Want to try? I can take responsibility for you."

A warm breath brushed past her ear, and she waited, but received no response. Tian En didn't even glance at Lust; his eyes were fixed on the holographic map of the battlefield.

The huge map projection hung in the center of the tent, its eerie blue light illuminating half of his face, making him appear cold and hard. His eyes didn't even move, as if his earlier teasing was just a passing breeze.

On the map, with the end of the battle between Qi Tian and the death of the Seven Prodigies in a fit of rage, the entire battlefield showed a one-sided trend, truly proving the saying, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the army is defeated, it collapses like a mountain."

The Yanhuang Iron Brigade swept in from all directions, converging like a black tide. The massive Western Heavenly Gate fleet's defenses were instantly torn apart. Those planetary-level Titan mechs, towering a thousand meters high, fell from the sky, their imposing stature like small mountains. Their chainsaw swords whistled down, slicing the Heavenly Court warships in half. The broken hulls tumbled and crashed amidst flames, exploding into countless fragments, even causing the light projected onto the tent walls to tremble.

Lust looked at the map and said, "This era is indeed different from before the Investiture of the Gods. Before the Investiture of the Gods, there were enough people to pose a certain threat, but now, the power of the strong is so great that it can reverse the course of a battle. Let's retreat!"

She abandoned her previous languid demeanor, her tone unusually serious, though her gaze still held a probing quality, trying to discern the true nature of Tian En's favor.

Tianen stared intently at the battlefield layout: "The power of individuals is expanding infinitely. Extraordinary individuals can already dominate the fate of a race, so the large number of people is a lie."

With a lecherous finger, she lifted Tian En's chin: "Why are you repeating what I said! If you want it, I won't refuse you."

His fingertips touched the cold edge of the armor, yet Tian En remained unmoved. He ignored Lust, staring intently at the holographic map before him. "So, the Yanhuang Legion on Flower Fruit Mountain is fake, and the fifty-four interstellar expeditionary legions' recapture of the Tang Dynasty's lost territory was also a feint. The carbon-based universe never expected their army to break through the Heavenly Court's seal. They've always been implementing a strategy of loyalty, a strategy of extraordinary individuals! We've been deceived!"

Lust was taken aback: "What nonsense are you spouting?"

The smile on her face froze at the corner of her mouth, her fingertips hovering in mid-air, as if she had been nailed to the spot by Tian En's abrupt and unfounded assertion.

Tian En seemed to have grasped something, and suddenly waved his sleeve. The map in front of him abruptly began to shrink. The battlefield of Huaguo Mountain and the Great Tang Dynasty's Guixu Sea, shrouded in black water ripples, rapidly compressed into a miniature form before him. Then the map expanded, and on the dimensional distortion line of the carbon-based universe, an even more vast star map appeared—a realm surpassing the Thirty-Three Heavens. That star map was boundless, with a sea of ​​stars silently surging within the tent, making the entire command tent seem to sink.

Lust stared at the map, her beautiful eyes wide with horror: "You, you're insane! This is an area beyond the control of all realms and phenomena, what are you trying to do here?"

Tian En frantically navigated the map, muttering to himself as if possessed: "The biggest trump card of carbon-based life forms is Ye Feng!"

"Ye Feng is the trump card of the carbon-based universe."

"Everything Carbon-Based Universe is doing now is to provide cover for Ye Feng!"

"We've been scammed..."

His speech grew faster and faster, as if he wanted to burn the last bit of consciousness into those few words. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingernails were digging into his flesh.

At that moment, the map suddenly slowed down, and beams of scarlet light enveloped the entire map, turning the entire military tent into a golden-red color.

The warning light patterns surged like a tide, casting long shadows of the two men, and a faint, rusty smell filled the air.

Lines of prompts appeared on the holographic dome map.

"Warning! The deep defense mechanism of Longyuan has been triggered! Longyuan signal interference firewall activated!"

A dragon-shaped phantom appeared on the screen, speaking in human language: "What evil spirit dares to spy on Dragon Abyss? Do you think I, the number one arms dealer in the East China Sea, am an imposter?"

Before he finished speaking, Tian En raised his left hand, and the ring on his left middle finger suddenly shone brightly. A beam of azure light poured into the map, directly activating the energy storage. The next moment, the map turned completely crimson, and the dragon-shaped phantom shattered. The instant the crimson light exploded, the temperature inside the tent seemed to rise several degrees. The fragments of light scattered onto the map, only to be swallowed up by new commands.

Lust couldn't help but say from behind, "What are you doing! Are you trying to offend Long Yuan?"

"They've already spotted you. Running away now would be more dignified, but your forceful intrusion is an invasion!"

"This is tantamount to slapping Donghaiyuan in the face; those dragon sons and grandsons of Longyuan will not let you get away with this!"

Her usually languid voice now carried an unusual urgency, and one hand beneath her white dress was already clenching tightly.

Tianen stared at the rapidly accelerating map and said, word by word, "This war has escalated. Forces like the East Sea Abyss have become part of the myriad phenomena of the heavens. They are no longer neutral entities, and the carbon-based universe has also embraced the myriad phenomena of the heavens camp."

"Thinking about all this trivial stuff now is completely unnecessary!"

"What I need to know is Ye Feng's trump card!"

"What exactly is Ye Feng's trump card?!"

The map camera zoomed out into the depths.

Visible black and red cracks appeared on the map, growing increasingly dense, and Long Yuan's warning and angry voice almost echoed through the screen. The cracks spread across the sky like a spider web, the red and black patterns growing wildly, as if they would tear the entire star map to shreds at any moment.

"The other party's identity has been locked; the key ID shows it belongs to the eldest son of the Tian family, Young Master Tian'en!"

"The Dragon Abyss Clan Chief Ao Bai has issued a warning to Young Master Tian En: immediately cease your intrusion. If you continue your forceful invasion, Dragon Abyss will retaliate against the Heavenly Court!"

"Tianen, do you want to die?"

"Very well, very well, if that's how it is, then from today onwards, my East Sea Dragon Abyss will have no further dealings with your Heavenly Court. Activate the self-destruct system and completely cut off the signal..."

At that moment, visible cracks on the map instantly expanded from the thickness of a hair to the thickness of a finger. The hissing flames from the cracks spread across the sky projection, burning and spreading towards the surrounding tents. The flames licked at the tent cloths, crackling and popping, and sparks fell onto the map, briefly igniting the already dim starlight.

Tianen stared intently at the screen as if possessed, and amidst the shattered modules on the screen, a magnificent scene came into Tianen's view.

At the edge of the field of vision lies the majestic image of the starry sky.

The three pillars of creation upon which the East Sea Dragon Abyss relied—those terrifying pillars spanning light-years—were now intertwined like braids, emitting deafening roars of collision. In the vacuum of space, countless stars, dead stars, constellations, and galaxies were frantically entangled. Their clashes weren't simple; they were compiling, a silent, massive hand frantically weaving these countless stars. Those long, slender fingers, with each rise and fall, shifted the latitude and longitude of the entire galaxy, rearranging billions of stars beneath its palm like puppets on strings.

Looking up, Tian En saw hundreds of magnificent and terrifying phantom thrones projected down beside the three pillars of creation, as if it were the creation of the world! These phantom thrones were layered upon each other, some like mountains pressing down, others like deep seas swallowing the sky, each exuding a pressure powerful enough to make even the gods bow down.

Upon seeing this, Lust trembled: "The throne! It's the throne! A tenth-realm king!"

"Not a true giant!" Tian En gritted his teeth and said, "It's the Ninth Realm, a half-step to the Throne! In this era, there are no giants, at least no living giants! The strongest in this era is the Ninth Realm! A Ninth-Tier Universe Warrior! Just like the Two Saints!"

Lust asked, "What are they doing?"

At this moment, amidst countless shattered screens, a gentle, metallic-haired figure appeared from behind. He wore a black trench coat, crossed his arms, and spoke eloquently: "To breed a great life."

His silver hair gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen under the starlight. He crossed his arms, his posture as relaxed as if he were admiring the moon in his own backyard.

"Ye Feng!" Tian En stared at Ye Feng, the man with long silver hair, and said, "You've finally shown yourself."

Ye Feng, with his back to Tian En, laughed and said, "It's not that I've finally shown myself, it's that you've finally found me! Young Master Tian En, or rather, the reincarnation of the Three Pure Ones, the benevolent corpse."

Lust stared at Tian En beside him in terror: "You, you are the reincarnation of the Three Pure Ones?"

She took a half step back, her pupils suddenly contracting. The words that had drifted over hit her like a heavy hammer, leaving her speechless for a moment.

Tian En stared at Ye Feng without turning his head: "What are you doing!"

"It's no trouble telling you." Ye Feng snapped his fingers and said with a cheerful laugh, "A complete breeding service."

Tian En asked, "A dragon?"

"That's right!" Ye Feng's figure was dashing, his trench coat billowing in the wind: "This dragon is me. I want to transform into a dragon, so I offered sacrifices to the three pillars of creation in the East Sea Dragon Abyss and invited almost all the eighth-realm Venerables and ninth-realm half-step giants from all realms to come and help! With the last remaining strength of the old era, I forged the last steel plate for my new era's entropy-enlarging path. This is their opportunity, and it is also my destiny."

His trench coat fluttered in the wind, and he spoke with an almost generous smile, as if sharing a joyous occasion that had been destined long ago.

Tianen looked at Ye Feng: "Transformation into a dragon? Surpassing a dragon and then becoming human again, this is the Dragon-Raising Scripture of the Dragon-Taming Clan. It seems that you have found the legendary ancient clan treasure in the river of time."

"That's right." Ye Feng said, "Only by becoming a dragon can one surpass a dragon, and the prerequisite for raising a dragon is becoming the Dragon King."

At this point, Ye Feng turned around, his sharply defined jawline and the corners of his mouth curving upwards, exuding charm: "Take care, Sanqing Benevolent Corpse."

The moment Ye Feng's smile faded, countless screens shattered, and the sky burned away completely. Golden and red embers fell in a flurry, and the light inside the tent dimmed inch by inch, leaving only silence in the room. The smile in that last glance pierced Tian En's eyes like a needle.

Seeing this, Lust hurriedly said, "Quickly, quickly send the news of Ye Feng's transformation into a dragon to the Heavenly Court..."

"Then you've fallen into Ye Feng's trap." Tian En closed his eyes: "Ye Feng's dragon transformation has been delayed because he lacks the Heavenly Court's assistance. He deliberately set up a trap to make me discover his scheme and lure me into it. In this way, the Heavenly Court will inevitably prevent him from transforming into a dragon. The sacrifices in this battle to prevent him from transforming into a dragon will become his final breakthrough nourishment. You can't tell the Heavenly Court about these things; you must keep it a secret."

His eyes were closed, but his voice was unusually calm, like a bottomless old well.

But laughter came from outside the tent: "Young Master Tianen, you're overthinking it. What you saw has already been passed on to the Tian family by Third Brother."

The tent door was blown open by the wind, and blue-gold light, like water, soaked into the ground and flowed into the tent. The blue-gold light surged in like a tide, dyeing the shadows in the room inch by inch into a dazzling color, and the tent was instantly as bright as day, the light carrying a sinister and murderous aura.

Qi Tian's voice and figure appeared simultaneously.

The former brother-in-law of Hua Xiaobai, Brother San, Gautama, stood proudly behind the Gold Saint of Aquarius, saying with great enthusiasm, "I'm sorry, Young Master Tianen, but our Indian and Great Xia civilizations have been good neighbors and friends for forty thousand years. We would never betray Great Xia for a little favor from you..."

He was beaming, his tone brimming with undisguised smugness, as if he were the ultimate winner in this game.

Lustful stood up and blocked Tianen's way: "You go, I'll stop Qitian."

Her white dress fluttered in the wind, and she finally put away all her laziness and playfulness, her aura suddenly becoming sharp and imposing.

"Your opponent is me!"

boom--

The ground trembled as a spear fell from the sky, followed by a woman's graceful figure. The golden-red Scorpio Gold Saint Cloth shone brightly, revealing her to be Wu Xinxin, the old flame of the Monkey King who had fought her way from the carbon-based universe. Where the spear struck, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly, the golden-red Saint Cloth's radiance blinding.

Blue and gold, along with gold and red, intertwined and pressed down within the tent, their aura as imposing as a tangible force. Qi Tian and Wu Xinxin, one in front and one behind, completely blocked off the Tianen tent.

The Lustful Immortal and Heavenly Grace glanced at the two men, then stood back to back, assuming a fighting stance. The wind outside the tent suddenly picked up, and a fight was about to break out.