I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, and the sea breeze carried the pungent smell of sulfur and the nauseating stench of burnt meat, pressing heavily on everyone's hearts.

Above the East China Sea, the once bustling battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

The residual effects of the two rounds of saturation attacks were still present. Countless mutilated limbs floated on the sea surface. The once dense and terrifying beast tide seemed to have been forcibly erased from the sea chart by a giant eraser.

Two thousand meters above the ground, the Kunlun disciples' flying swords hovered in the clouds.

Looking down at the sea below, still emitting white smoke and stained red with blood, many people finally relaxed their tense nerves and gasped for breath.

"Did we...we won?"

The flying sword in the hand of one of the disciples dimmed. He looked at the formation of fighter jets circling and guarding the horizon in the distance, his eyes filled with both shock and a complex sense of loss.

"So... mortal weapons are this powerful."

"Those monsters that we couldn't cut down no matter how hard we tried, were gone in just a few missiles."

This sentiment spread like a plague within the ranks.

The burst of fire just now, while saving their lives, also greatly damaged the "sense of superiority" of this group of cultivators.

Supported by his two junior brothers, Zhao Feng's face was ashen. The Crimson Makeup Sword had shrunk back to its normal size, the red light on its blade almost invisible. He stared at the lifeless sea, his brows furrowed tightly, showing no sign of relaxation.

Something's not right.

The voice of the Crimson Sword Spirit weakly echoed in his mind, "It's too quiet... The aura in that crack just now hasn't disappeared; instead... it's become even more greedy."

Just then.

drop--!

drop--!

drop--!

A piercing red alarm suddenly rang out in the Eastern Theater Command Joint Command Hall, thousands of miles away, instantly shattering the celebratory atmosphere that had just emerged.

Li Guozhong suddenly looked up at the big screen.

On the radar image, the black vortex representing the "spatial rift" in the center of the previously cleared red dot area not only failed to close, but instead expanded wildly as if it had been enraged by explosives.

"Report! The energy reaction is still increasing!"

The radar operator's voice sharpened, his fingers furiously pounding the keyboard. "The bombing just now...it seems it didn't damage the source at all! On the contrary...it's like feeding it! The energy reading has exceeded the critical threshold!"

"What?" Li Guozhong's pupils shrank suddenly.

……

The surface of the East China Sea.

The seawater, which had been calm, suddenly began to rise violently.

It wasn't the undulation of ocean waves, but rather as if the entire continental shelf was rising. The sea level was being pushed up at a visible speed, forming a "water mountain" hundreds of meters high.

hum-

A deep, resonant whale cry, seemingly emanating from the ancient abyss, pierced through the thousands of meters of seawater and the air, causing the flying sword in mid-air to vibrate loudly.

There was no anger in the voice, only a superior, pre-meal pleasure.

Immediately afterwards, "Shuishan" collapsed.

Crash—!!!

Tens of thousands of tons of seawater poured down, and within that waterfall-like curtain of water, a massive, suffocating shadow slowly emerged from the surface.

It's unlike those chaotic, mutated monsters from before.

It possesses a strange, yet orderly, biological beauty.

Its back was as broad as a moving island, as wide as two aircraft carriers side by side. Its jet-black chitinous carapace was covered with purple, luminous patterns that resembled blood vessels. These patterns flickered with its breath, as if it were absorbing and releasing the energy of heaven and earth.

It has no eyes in the conventional sense; its head is occupied by a huge mouth that takes up a third of its size. Inside the mouth are no teeth, but countless layers of slowly rotating black vortexes.

System database matching complete:

Target codename: Leviathan.

Rank: Void Lord (Mutant).

Threat level: Extremely high.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding space seemed to distort.

The lingering flames, heat, and even residual spiritual energy in the air were visibly sucked into its enormous mouth.

"What...is this?"

The flying sword in the hand of a Kunlun disciple clattered to the ground.

In the presence of this colossal beast, they felt like planktonic organisms floating in front of a whale.

The absolute suppression stemming from the level of life itself caused many students to vomit on the spot.

……

"This is Falcon 01! Radar cannot lock onto the target! It... its magnetic field is interfering with our fire control system!"

The ordinary pilot's voice was filled with obvious fear.

Inside the command center, Li Guozhong stared at the black shadow that seemed to burst the screen and slammed his fist on the table.

"No matter what it is! As long as it's a carbon-based life form, it's afraid of explosives!"

"Fire with all the remaining ammunition! Smash it!"

The order has been issued.

In the sky, the fighter jet formation that had just finished circling swooped down again.

Dozens of anti-ship missiles roared in, trailing long plumes of flame, carrying the most violent greeting of human civilization, and crashed heavily into that black mountain of flesh.

Everyone held their breath.

The Kunlun disciples stared intently at that scene.

Could that kind of bombing have killed it?

however.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

When the missiles approached within a kilometer of Leviathan, their speed suddenly became extremely unnatural.

They were neither intercepted nor detonated.

It was as if it had been stuck in some kind of sticky glue, causing its originally supersonic flight trajectory to become slow and distorted.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The missile finally hit its target.

Flames shot into the sky, and a huge explosion resounded through the heavens once again.

But the sound of the explosion... sounded somewhat muffled.

The smoke of battle has cleared.

Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom in an instant.

The colossal beast named "Leviathan" still floats silently on the sea surface.

There wasn't a single scratch on its shell.

The firepower that was just enough to flatten a small island seemed to have given it a bath.

The purple markings on its body became even brighter and more dazzling, as if it had just swallowed a delicious extra meal.

It slowly raised its head.

That enormous face seemed to be silently mocking the human fighter jets in the sky.

"roar--!!!"

A visible purple sound wave erupted from the vortex in its mouth.

It wasn't an attack, it was just a "burp".

But when this sound wave swept across the sea, the seawater within a one-kilometer radius instantly boiled and vaporized.

……

The summit of Kunlun.

Gu Qing stared coldly at the despairing scene reflected in the water mirror.

He neither ordered an attack nor made a move.

He is waiting.

Wait until these children see reality clearly.

"Pure physical attacks... are starting to fail."

Gu Qing muttered to himself.

"Thermal weapons are based on physicochemical reactions, while void creatures..."

"They are themselves loopholes in the laws of physics."