Videson stood at the bow of the Sub-God Ship, his massive physique cloaked in bright, shimmering yellow armor, his expression heavy.
He was not a pure-blooded member of the God Clan; he was the offspring of a powerful figure from the Brekel family and a Barbarian woman. That powerful figure had once been exiled to an extremely remote and desolate star system where the Barbarians only practiced physical cultivation, ignorant of the application of higher powers.
That powerful figure, gravely wounded during his exile, was saved by a Barbarian woman.
By some strange twist of fate, the exiled warrior and the Barbarian woman shared an intimate bond. Afterwards, the warrior regained his strength, subjugated that star system, and returned to the Brekel family.
Years after his departure, the Barbarian woman gave birth to Videson. Possessing God Clan blood, Videson quickly rose to prominence in that star system, his power astonishing and his realm escalating at a frightening pace.
Seeing his extraordinary aptitude, the Barbarian woman instructed him to seek out his biological father in the Ancient God Star Domain. Videson obeyed his mother’s command, journeyed to the Ancient God Star Domain, and approached the Brekel family. Regrettably, his father had been critically injured in a battle in another star domain and remained in a place of Fallen Gods, recovering, having never awakened.
Because Videson was not a pure God Clan member, the Brekel family refused to acknowledge him or record him in their genealogy.
However, Videson’s strength was undeniable. The Brekel family did not wish to waste a martial artist of such good potential. They made him an outer-circle war-slave for the Brekel family, forcing him to fight for the Gods. These war-slaves, put plainly, were cannon fodder, meant only for sacrifice.
Yet, through repeated, suicidal blood-baths, Videson stubbornly survived, his power continuously climbing until, over a millennium, he broke through to the Second Heaven of the Progenitor God realm.
This individual, when activating both his God Clan divine blood and his Barbarian lineage simultaneously, unleashed a fierce savagery that was terrifying to behold.
Soton, the current Patriarch of the Brekel family, finally gave this impure-blooded warrior due attention. Though he never entered Videson’s name into the family registry, he bestowed upon him command of the family’s Sub-God Ship, tasking him with serving the Brekel cause. Over the years, Videson repeatedly achieved great merit, causing Soton to value him more and more.
This time, the crucial mission to shatter the Fire Rain Star Domain with a single blow was thrust squarely onto Videson’s shoulders.
“My lord, in nine more days, this abyssal perilous land will be leveled and transformed into our fortress. If the enemy dares to rush in rashly, they are certain to be killed by a lapse in caution!” a God Clan member respectfully approached Videson’s side and spoke in a deep, deferential tone.
Though his tone was respectful, a deeply concealed trace of contempt flickered in his eyes.
He was a pure-blooded member of the God Clan, flowing with untainted divine blood—a pride ingrained in his very marrow. Although Videson’s realm surpassed his own, and although he commanded the Sub-God Ship, many God Clan members here shared his hidden disdain for Videson.
A master who was mixed with Barbarian blood was impure, sullied. If Videson lacked his realm and fighting value, they were certain Soton would have discarded him long ago.
Videson’s physique was imposing, his eyes a pale gray—the lingering mark of his Barbarian heritage. He glanced coldly at the reporter, snorting inwardly, yet maintaining a composed exterior. “Keep a close watch on the periphery; this is the most critical time. Before we finish setting this location, if anyone forces entry, we will be the ones who suffer!”
He was not foolish; he could discern the deeply hidden contempt in the gazes of the God Clan subordinates.
That look, like cold arrows, made him exceedingly uncomfortable, but he could not react. He knew well that the entire star domain of his birth was subordinate to the Brekel lineage. If he dared harbor any rebellious thoughts, not only would he be executed, but his ancestral star, his mother, and the Barbarian people who hailed him as king would all perish because of him.
His life, his everything, was tethered by the Brekel family; he was powerless to break free, nor could he escape.
“My lord! A change! Enemies are attacking!”
Suddenly, a sharp shriek echoed from afar, and in an instant, every God Clan member aboard the Sub-God Ship tensed.
They were currently using the God Clan’s unique methods to manipulate the energy storms, guiding the terrifying torrent of the magnetic field—they were at the most crucial juncture. To stop now might invite a backlash from the forces of nature, but to continue while being bombarded mercilessly would lead to their own doom.
The arrival of the enemy had found the God Clan at their most vulnerable moment, causing their faces to turn ashen with alarm.
Upon hearing the screech, the blood in Videson’s body surged violently. The restless nature of the Barbarians stirred—a craving for battle, as if only combat, endless combat, could quell the turmoil within them!
“Prepare for battle!” Videson roared, his voice like the bellow of a savage beast, echoing throughout the entire perilous abyss.
A sense of confusion bloomed in his mind: How did the enemy know their location? How could they possibly detect the presence of the Sub-God Ship?
Following his bellow, numerous God Clan members boarded their chariots, crossing the most perilous chasms to draw the enemy forward.
Ahead of them, the Bloodthirsty Battle Array, composed of Demon Clan and Fiend Clan powerhouses led by Gui Liao, surged toward them like a colossal python tearing and swallowing everything in its path, their malevolent aura condensing into a singular, sky-rending ferocity.
This army had been forged by Li Anna. Back in the Flame Star Domain, Li Anna’s Bloody Legion had dominated the region. The fighting prowess of the Demon and Fiend Clan experts in the Maya Star Domain was astonishing, far surpassing the cohort she had assembled initially. This new Bloody Legion was the nightmare of bloodthirsty beasts, utterly savage and bloodthirsty.
As they charged, their momentum coalesced, and above their heads, the fierce energy condensed into a giant serpent, their malevolence shaking the heavens.
“They court death!”
A God Clan warrior, his face grim, merely at the First Heaven of the Progenitor God realm, shouted sternly: “Form the array! God Rift Eight Wastelands!”
Instantly, the warships dispersed like sharp blades. The Virtual Realm profound mysteries of the God Clan members cooperated with seamless tacit understanding. Those skilled in attack unleashed razor-sharp winds, ice spikes and pillars, and massive tidal waves of flame; those skilled in defense constructed heavenly curtains of water and earthen barriers and other restrictive enchantments. One side focused on offense, the other on defense, managing to hold back Gui Liao’s contingent without showing weakness.
As the two forces clashed, countless divine weapons spun wildly, brilliant light flashing, colors dazzling. Profound mysteries dueled, domains compressed, heavenly thunder roared, and lightning struck like dragons.
The God Clan had acted hastily, but the combat formation they mustered generated a power that enveloped Gui Liao’s new Bloody Legion like the wings of a demon, showing no inferiority.
Once engaged, the inherent advantages of the God Clan—their divine weapons, elixirs, and profound mysteries—would gradually manifest, slowly turning the tide of battle as time progressed.
However, this time, the leader of the new Bloody Legion was Gui Liao, the chosen successor of the Heavenly Demon Clan’s Ancestor, a monstrous being whose blood was a fusion of the Heavenly Demon Clan, the Undying Fiend Clan, and the Underworld Emperor Clan. Gui Liao was like an unstoppable spear, completely ignoring the bombardment of the God Clan’s myriad divine weapons, mysteries, and power, driving straight toward the leading God Clan captain.
Impacts from many Ice Swords, Shield Blades, Tri-edged Blood Thorns, Ice Knives, flames, and strange lights, reaching the Fifth and Sixth Grades of the God level, struck his divine body, only managing to splash sparks.
They could not even leave a single scar upon him.
Gui Liao’s demonic body was impregnable, cold and hard as ice, swift as lightning, reaching the foremost God Clan expert in the most brutal and direct manner.
Roar!
Gui Liao let out a ferocious roar, the sound waves containing a terrifying resonance capable of piercing eardrums—it was like an ancient fierce beast railing against fate, each sound like thunder.
The exquisite armor on the God Clan member shattered like fired porcelain at Gui Liao’s bellow, pieces raining down in shards.
The next moment, Gui Liao shot forward like an arrow, passing directly through the man’s body!
After Gui Liao passed, the man’s divine body’s internal organs had bizarrely vanished, and his body split down the middle, drenched in crimson blood, dead instantly.
“Disperse and strike. Listen to the signals from my spiritual sense. Certain areas must not be breached by direct assault.” Shi Yan suddenly materialized beside Gui Liao. He squinted, multitasking, his spiritual sense transforming into individual messages that flowed toward Xue Mo, Feng Han, Lin Xin, Yan Chi, Bing Jie, and the others, directing them toward their targets.
He was not naturally skilled at commanding large-scale battles, but now he could perceive the minute details of the situation with absolute clarity, able to pinpoint the exact paths to avoid the abyss’s dangers. Thus, he simply took command.
Guided by his spiritual transmissions, Xue Mo, Feng Han, Lin Xin, and the others each led their subordinates, easily circumventing the perilous spots the God Clan had pre-arranged, crossing the traps, and arriving directly at the locations the God Clan least wanted them to encounter.
These areas, often like the “Bewitching Lead Clouds,” had not yet been fully fortified, riddled with hidden dangers, and were being handled with delicate precision by the God Clan members, distracting them.
Their arrival caused the God Clan members to change color in alarm, forcing them to divert attention to cope.
“Kill!”
Benny shouted hoarsely. He led the strong experts from the Fire Rain Star Domain, joining Gui Liao to directly engage the main God Clan legion.
Meanwhile, as Shi Yan’s thoughts shifted, he transformed into streaks of afterimages, flitting between the most intense combat zones. Wherever he passed, a war sector would undergo a transformation.
The life force of the God Clan members who died tragically, and the power of his own people who were annihilated by the God Clan, all remained but had not yet dissipated, and were immediately absorbed entirely.
The deaths of the God Clan and the fall of his allies—that power was not wasted; he quietly gathered it. Those surging streams of energy would be channeled back into those bearing the blood-colored mark, slowly altering the flow of battle.
He did not engage directly in combat, instead moving like a fish in water, absorbing power, causing his entire body’s acupoints to fill, his form radiating fluctuating waves of energy.
“You are the leader!”
Suddenly, Videson’s roaring voice carried over. Through the spread of Shi Yan’s spiritual sense signals, he accurately locked onto his target and tore through the void.
Videson, a Second Heaven Progenitor God, let out fierce howls, like a wild beast charging into a flock of sheep, exuding a savage aura utterly ignorant of death’s meaning!
His Barbarian blood compelled him to become exceptionally bloodthirsty and brutal once engaged in combat, as if he had transformed into a demonized savage beast.
Shi Yan glanced back at Videson, and suddenly, his expression shifted, his eyes wide with shock.
On Videson’s body, he unexpectedly detected a peculiar fluctuation. The aura emanating from Videson’s core gave Shi Yan a strange sense of familiarity.