Chapter 1825: A Sword of Ten Thousand Kilometers!

Boom!

The area in front of Li Yao and Long Yangjun suddenly became empty because Black Satan had dug a giant hole in the floor with the remaining eight limbs under the cover of the hazy smoke and dropped to the deck on the level below.

Most of the attacks from the Tartarean Skeleton and Yin Yang immediately missed their target.

The whole process took only 0.01 seconds, but it was more than enough for such a top-tier expert like Heiye Ming and such a terrifying Colossus like Black Satan.

Deafening roars echoed from the depths of the hole. Black fire sloshed out like a volcanic eruption. Even the bloody, stinky organs on the cabin walls were growing tremendous giant objects that looked like eyeballs. Hundreds of rays of horror darted at the three of them!

The three of them saw all kinds of illusions, as if they had been mired in a nightmare that they could never wake up from. Their ears were plagued with cries and screams that were utterly unbearable for normal people. Their nerves suffered burning pain, and their brain cells were as miserable as if they were soaked in vitriol.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire deck on the bridge exploded. The three Colossi fell into a bottomless abyss at the same time. It was not a narrow cabin down below but looked more like a trap made of ever-wriggling organs that were spurting out acid and venomous fog. Black Satan was right at the center of the trap, waiting for the prey while controlling the tentacles made of black air.

“This is all illusion. Don’t be fooled!” This time, Long Yangjun was truly screaming in pain.

Li Yao’s teeth were bitten so hard that they were almost crushed. Clusters of veins protruded out of his temples, too. His brain radiated, and his spiritual energy circulated in his heart, reminding himself that Ding Lingdang was right behind him, his family and friends were right behind him, and the Star Glory Federation was right behind him!

After a moment, the trap made of rotten organs vanished. What was left behind was just a messy, burning, and exploding cabin.

Every thorny vein around the Tartarean Skeleton became bright red. On the ends of the sharp stings on every ‘thorn’, dazzling light balls were condensed again. Hundreds of light balls were thrown away overwhelmingly, completely drowning Black Satan.

When the enemy’s senses and probe magical equipment were greatly disrupted by Li Yao, Long Yangjun’s Colossus ‘Yin Yang’ dived down. The soul of the elite warrior of the Nuwa civilization broke free from the swirl of horror and performed the most aggressive attacks from dozens of different perspectives with the black and white shadows. The unsubstantial shadows seemed to have pierced through Black Satan’s body hundreds of times in an instant!

Neither Lu Qingchen nor Heiye Ming would have dreamt that they would encounter two freaks whose souls were so weird at once.

The effect of the mental attacks on them was less than one third of the attacks on the regular Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.

In the emergency, the ‘gyri’ on the top of Black Satan’s torso opened again, and the intensity of the black lightning unleashed from inside was ten times higher than before!

“This is exactly what I’ve been waiting for!”

Big Sword, Yan Liren’s Colossus, launched the attack that would shock the universe and make the gods weep.

Yan Liren was perhaps not the strongest warrior there.

But his attack was certainly the most brilliant and unstoppable one in the entire battle.

The sword of ten thousand kilometers seemed enough to chop off all the stars in space!

Even Li Yao and Long Yangjun, as two ‘bystanders’, felt that their Colossi were about to be torn into shreds together with Black Swirl by the overwhelming sword aura.

Black Satan, as the primary target of the attack, was locked onto by the sword aura. The joints all over its body were uttering cracking noises, and the Colossus came to a brief halt!

Shua!

All the bloody, damp organs and the screaming skeletons as well as other terrible illusions dissolved, twisted, and vanished under the power of the attack!

Heiye Ming knew that he had lost the best chance to dodge after the moment of hesitation. He made up his mind immediately. The black lightning flooding out of the ‘gyri’ was a hundred times more intense than before as he devoted all of his soul power and spiritual energy!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The black lightning and Yan Liren’s giant sword collided. The explosion and blast turned into hundreds of daunting tides that almost obliterated the head of Black Swirl. The cabins, walls, pathways, tubes, and magical equipment units within hundreds of kilometers were all blown into fragments the size of fingernails. The fragments were also burning furiously, like thousands of butterflies that were dancing a crazy dance!

The black lightning on Black Satan dimmed instantly, and Yan Liren’s giant sword fell apart.

But that was not the end of the attack.

Although the giant sword was wrecked, the broken pieces, enshrouded by the sword aura, consolidated into the shape of flying sword and charged at the open skull of Black Satan like a meteor shower that could destroy a planet.

“Aooo!”

Inside Black Satan, ten thousand Heiye Mings seemed to be screaming at the same time. The black lightning, which had dimmed, revolved quickly and turned into a rapid tornado in a moment, blowing away the sword auras and the broken pieces of the giant sword and darting them through hundreds of walls to the outside of Black Swirl!

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The shocking attack was gone.

However, from the dispersing aura of the sword, a streak of brightness that was a hundred times more dazzling dashed out like a swift dragon. It appeared late and drilled into the skull of Black Satan!

Compared to the giant sword that was dozens of meters long, the flying sword that led the brightness was rather short. It was no longer than half a meter and looked more like an overly-long dagger than a sword.

In contrast to the four Colossi, the ‘dagger’ was as inconspicuous as a needle.

But even Li Yao and Long Yangjun could not help but take a few steps back and cover the critical parts on their bodies when the ‘needle’ glowed.

It was Yan Liren’s fourth sword, the one that had never been unsheathed!

Boom!

Big Sword, Yan Liren’s Colossus, landed on the ground heavily on one knee, with its back facing Black Satan, as if it were breathing heavily in exhaustion.

But it did not seem concerned that Black Satan, which was nearby, would launch an assault at him.

Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi!

Black Satan was more than twenty meters tall, and Yan Liren’s fourth sword was no longer than its finger. Yet, it seemed to have been frozen by the ‘needle’. All its limbs were cramping uncontrollably, and the opening on the skull did not close after a long time. The black lightning was entirely gone, replaced by the silver ripples of sword auras that were popping up nonstop!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Joints falling apart, metal being twisted, and devices being destroyed echoed inside Black Satan nonstop. The seven limbs shivered and unfolded. The Colossus crouched on the ground and completely collapsed.

Looking at each other in bewilderment, Li Yao and Long Yangjun launched their most deadly skills at the same time.

Now was definitely not the time to give a speech or make a witty quip. The best time to kill an enemy was when they were sick. To deal with such a great devil, it was the only logical to shoot another ten thousand times to make sure that it was dead!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The head of Black Swirl was completely ruined by the fight of the four Colossi. It collapsed entirely as if it had been shot in the head by a gun against its temple. The gravity control rune arrays had stopped functioning a long time ago. The glittering pieces dispersed to all directions like burning dandelions. Black Satan was also drowned by the ocean of violent spiritual energy, and the broken plate armor was all melted.

Under the collective attack of three experts at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, the commander of the Black Wind Fleet failed to let out another roar of fury and regret.

“Is—is this the end?”

The three of them breathed heavily in the communication channel.

“No… It isn’t!”

Li Yao’s pupils and heart constricted to the minimum at the same time. Although the commander of the Black Wind Fleet had lost all the vital signs under the suppression of their violent spiritual energy, another strength that was more evil, scorching, and unrestrained replaced him and broke out of the shell!

Was this the real strength of Lu Qingchen or the extraterrestrial devil?

The shining ocean of spiritual energy was immediately polluted by the ‘virus’ and turned into an ocean of tenebrum energy that was as dark as ink. The black tides where purple and red electric arcs were dancing licked Li Yao like the tongue of an abyssal beast.

The Tartarean Skeleton dodged the tides of tenebrum energy, but it could not get away from the overwhelming devilish fire. From the depths of the ocean of tenebrum energy, a Black Satan that was thousands of times larger and more hideous than the one just now slowly crawled out.

“How is this possible?”

Li Yao was dumbfounded. Compared to the enemy’s body, whose height was too large to be measured, his Tartarean Skeleton was like a tiny ant—or rather, they were as different as a firefly and the sun!

This is not the real world. Everything in front of my eyes is an illusion. I’ve been dragged into the Spiriters’ Realm again!

Li Yao thought quickly and immediately realized what had happened.

Those wretched extraterrestrial devils are not fond of real-entity attacks. Their favorite move is to sneak into a human’s brain and drag the soul into the Spiriters’ Realm for torture!

“Long Yangjun! Yan Liren!” Li Yao shouted in the communication channel, only to be greeted by scornful chuckles, which made him realize that the Spiriters’ Realm was devised by the extraterrestrial devils solely for himself.

Long Yangjun and Yan Liren must have been trapped in different Spiriters’ Realms. The connection between the three of them had been cut off.

What a chaotic Spiriters’ Real it was!

The head of Black Swirl had completely collapsed. He found himself in the middle of a burning ocean of debris, and he could see the gory space battlefield around.

However, the picture of the space battlefield was different from when Li Yao and his companions charged into Black Swirl. It was not just one battlefield but a combination of dozens of different battlefields!

Starships of different eras, styles, and forms were engaged in a fierce fight. Humans, demon beasts, demons, extraterrestrial devils, ancient Cultivators, modern Cultivators, Immortal Cultivators… Everybody mauled each other brutally.

There was the space battle that was currently taking place. There was also the final battle between the troops loyal to the Supreme Emperor and those loyal to the Blood God in the collapse of the Star Ocean Imperium ten thousand years prior. The war between the demon army led by Ba Yanzhi and the ancient Cultivators and even the ultimate collision between Pangu and Nuwa in the primeval era hundreds of thousands of years earlier could be seen, too!

The enormous starships and the corpses of the primeval giants who were even more enormous than the starships floated around Li Yao slowly. Together with fire, blood, and abnormal explosions, they constituted the stage for the final battle!