In the sky, the old man in green runes unleashed every curse word he had ever learned. After a while, seeing that Samsher still hadn't moved on the detection screen, he muttered to himself, "Has this brat gotten scared?"

Ye Chen pondered for a moment, then said, "No need to call. He won't come up; I'll go down directly." With that, he glanced at the coordinates on the detector, turned, and left the rune spaceship.

Whoosh, whoosh, er...

Below the base city, numerous sections of the ground slid open, and fighter jets stationed in the anti-air tunnels slowly ascended. Many Thousand-Tier powerhouses rushed upward from below, blocking the rune spaceship head-on.

The first to step out was a rather handsome man with blue eyes and golden hair, who looked coldly at Ye Chen and said in a low voice, "Please leave this place!"

Ye Chen glanced at him and said to the old man in green runes, "Wait for me here."

"Good!" The old man in green runes nodded quickly.

Ye Chen turned his head to cast a look at the man, his figure flickering as he charged straight through, stirring up a fierce gale. Currently, there were no Ghost-God Realm powerhouses in this entire base city; even if others activated Superman Mode, they couldn't handle him. Only Samsher, who had awakened the power of a Ghost-God Demon God, was his match.

"Bastard!" The man's expression darkened, cold rage blazing in his eyes. His muscles surged, and in an instant, he activated Superman Mode. Two curved antennae rose from his forehead—he was the Ant Superman!

After activating Superman Mode, he took a step, raised his fist, his entire body crackling with explosive power, and struck towards Ye Chen. The might of this punch reached a full One Hundred Thousand Tier!

Swish!

Ye Chen’s figure flickered, piercing straight through the punch, like a ray of light, passing through the man. When he stopped behind him, he swung a hand-chop backward, striking the back of the man's neck.

"Hmph..." The man staggered, his vision darkening, and he fell unconscious, his body plummeting downward, only to be caught by someone else.

"A Ghost-God powerhouse!"

The others, witnessing this scene, all had drastic changes in expression. They deeply understood what this meant: if they lacked Ghost Treasure-grade weapons, they couldn't inflict even the slightest damage on Ye Chen!

Moreover, Ghost-God Realm powerhouses had a minimum physique of Ten Thousand Tier... Once the opponent activated Superman Mode, they could sweep through the entire base city!

Ye Chen didn't even look back. He glanced at the others, then moved his figure, charging straight downward.

"Quick, quick, quick! Activate the energy shield!!!" someone on the ramparts roared urgently.

A moment later, a faint, almost transparent light-blue shield slowly coalesced, enveloping the sky above the entire base city. It pulsed with intense high-voltage electricity; any ordinary person who got close would trigger a weak magnetic current within their own body and be roasted to charcoal.

Ye Chen's eyes were cold. He raised his hand and waved. The Xuanyuan Divine Sword, like a laser beam, traced a simple, refined, and beautiful trajectory as it sliced across the light-blue shield.

Whoosh!

The shield split open silently, leaving a cut as if it were tofu. Ye Chen used this moment, his figure flickering, shrinking to the size of a pinhole, passing through the slit, and then instantly returning to his normal volume.

Once one reached the Ghost-God Realm, in Ghost-God Mode, their entire body was composed of countless wisps of ghostly energy, capable of changing size freely and self-recombining. Even if an arm were severed, it could be reformed using ghostly energy.

This was the limit of flesh-and-blood evolution! Breaking common sense, transcending matter!

Many soldiers below were greatly astonished. This protective shield had historically blocked many aerial beasts for them, yet now it was torn open by Ye Chen in a single blow, rendering it useless.

For Ye Chen's strength, breaking the shield wasn't difficult. After all, this shield was far weaker than the one on Dragon Emperor Island of the Xuanyuan Clan. Furthermore, he held a peak Ghost Treasure, sharp and keen; even the shield of Dragon Emperor Island couldn't stop him.

Swoosh—

Ye Chen plunged downward, his figure shifting, becoming nearly transparent, vanishing from the sight of those below. He passed directly through layers of buildings, plunging into the earth until he reached Samsher's location.

Looking up, a pale golden, oval-shaped spaceship was docked within the rock formation. Eight guards stood at the entrance, and a small passage extended into the distance, with a bright light at its opening.

Ye Chen's eyes were icy. His figure moved, charging straight through.

"Audacious! You are..." A soldier captain outside the spaceship, seeing Ye Chen rush out of the darkness, was greatly shocked, then stepped forward and roared in anger.

However, before he could finish speaking, a ray of light suddenly flashed past, slicing across his neck. The next moment, the words on his lips cut off abruptly. After a two-second pause, his head slowly slid down, dropping to the ground like a ball. The cut was neat and smooth, and a column of blood spurted from his severed neck, spraying a mist of blood.

The bloody mist fell upon Ye Chen but was instantly incinerated by the Holy Flame Armor.

He walked past the headless corpse, like a demon emerging from hell. His cold, merciless eyes swept over the remaining seven men, and his figure straightened as he surged forward.

"Not good! Enemy attack!" "Quickly notify the Alliance Master!"

The remaining seven soldiers were utterly shocked, but they didn't panic. They were Samsher's personal guards after all, each possessing the strength of 3000 Tier. They guarded this place daily, their minds firm and their wills like blades. Though shaken by Ye Chen's power, they calmly resumed their posts.

Four personal guards charged toward Ye Chen. One dialed a communicator to quickly dispatch those outside; another rushed toward the mysterious spaceship to report; and the last one stood by, awaiting the chance to deliver a fatal blow to Ye Chen!

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. "Open!" "Hng!" "Open!"

Four violent, brutal auras filled the narrow passage. These four personal guards instantly and resolutely activated their respective Superman Modes.

Ye Chen's gaze swept over them, and he recognized them: Scarab Superman, Pangolin Superman, Ant Superman, and Starfish Superman!

"Kill!"

The Scarab Superman and the Ant Superman, one on the left and one on the right, moved with tacit understanding, converging on Ye Chen. Their savage aura was like that of wild bulls, their stomps flattening the ground and leaving deep craters.

Ye Chen's expression remained normal. His figure flickered, entering Ghost-God Mode, and he passed straight through the four men, arriving inside the oval-shaped mysterious spaceship.

"What!"

Everyone else, including the four men, was greatly astonished, their expressions turning grim. "A Ghost-God Realm powerhouse!"

Having reached the Ghost-God Realm meant being counted among the true strong. No matter how many of them came, it was useless.

Inside the mysterious spaceship, Samsher had just finished hearing his subordinate's report when he saw Ye Chen barge in. His expression shifted slightly. He instinctively glanced behind Ye Chen, and seeing no sign of the fierce beast, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he stared coldly at Ye Chen and said aloofly, "Do you think you can handle me alone? Both your Superman Mode and mine are currently frozen. Your ghostly energy is less than half of mine. I can erase you with a flip of my hand!"

"Enough nonsense," Ye Chen said, wielding the dazzling Xuanyuan Divine Sword and clad in the Holy Flame Armor, rushing straight forward.

Samsher's face darkened. He flipped his hand and pulled out that long spear. Although this spear was inferior to the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, it was still a Ghost Treasure. Against a Ghost-God powerhouse without Ghost Treasure armor protection, a few thrusts could shred their ghostly energy!

However, Ye Chen was covered head-to-toe in Zenith Ghost Treasures. Even though his internal ghostly energy was only a quarter of Samsher's, he didn't fall into a disadvantage for the time being.

"Destroy!"

Ye Chen thrust his divine sword straight out, overlaying the Meteorite Profundity onto his technique. The power immediately surged from the original One Thousand Tier to Two Thousand Tier! This was entirely Profundity, unlike a mere move.

Clang!

The divine sword and the long spear met head-on!

Ye Chen's body shook slightly, and he retreated three steps. Samsher's arm trembled, and the web between his thumb and forefinger nearly burst open. His face changed in shock. He clearly remembered that Ye Chen's physique was only One Thousand Tier before, but the power he erupted now was actually slightly stronger than his own!

"No wonder he dared to come alone..." Samsher's fury surged. He roared, swinging his long spear and unleashing all his moves, surging toward Ye Chen like a fierce tiger, covering everything.

Bang!

Ye Chen took a spear thrust to the chest, yet sustained no damage. Due to the momentum-dissipating marvel of the Stellar Profundity and the inherent weakening of the Holy Flame Armor, the actual force transmitted to Ye Chen was minimal; it dissipated with a slight tremor, only consuming three or four points of ghostly energy.

Ye Chen rapidly retreated, moving outside the mysterious spaceship.

Samsher hesitated for a moment, then realized there were no screams from outside. The fierce beast was likely not ambushing nearby, so he followed out.

"Nine Palaces!"

Ye Chen pointed a finger, and the ghostly energy within him surged out, overwhelming the dark cavity and shrouding it so completely that one couldn't see their hand in front of their face. A grim, ghostly palace slowly condensed, with soaring eaves and magnificent architecture, standing proud in the entire underground passage, slowly supporting itself and breaking through the ground above.

This underground passage was originally only about ten zhang wide. Now, pierced by the majestic palace, it was instantly exposed to the surface, sunlight flooding in, illuminating the area below.

Near the surface, many people felt the ground tremble and turned in astonishment. They saw only a majestic palace rising from the ground, its entire form emitting a sinister, ghostly aura.

"Guardians!"

Deep underground, Ye Chen waved his hand, injecting his ghostly energy into the structure at an accelerated rate.

Boom!

The entire Nine Palaces trembled slightly, and dense ghostly energy surged out from the magnificent structure, condensing into a ten-zhang monster with a dragon's head and a serpent's body, wielding a pitch-black demon-flame trident, completely enveloped by a powerful ghostly aura—a full 1600 points!

Immediately afterward, Ye Chen manipulated his fingers, and the second and third guardians charged out in succession. Originally, when condensed by raw force, they could achieve volumes of a hundred zhang or a thousand zhang, but now, although their volume was reduced, their power had soared!

Three guardians, each possessing 1600 points of ghostly energy, were comparable to three Fifth-Tier Ghost-God powerhouses!