"With the methods of the Scarlet Fall Sect, they will surely return soon. We must get everyone into the relic space before they arrive!" "We need a massive amount of space!" "Innumerable Boundary-Suppressing Stones!" Ye Chen stared straight ahead at the hundreds of demigod powerhouses and over one hundred thousand Ghost God martial artists charging toward them.

Killing intent surged in his eyes. He raised a hand and tapped once, causing the ground to tremble slightly, and then, a majestic palace slowly materialized!

The Nine Palaces Manual! Ye Chen stood atop the towering palace, magnificent and vast as a celestial mountain, looking down upon all directions.

Ghost energy surged from the Yongquan acupoints on his feet into the Nine Palaces, causing the entire grand structure to slightly sway. Immediately, three Nine Palace Guardians emerged!

Each Nine Palace Guardian, created through the Nine Palaces Secret Art, contained millions of units of ghost energy. At this moment, they stood proudly before the Bru Civilization's vast plaza, their immense ghost energy billowing out like terrifying tides, leaving everyone stunned.

Kaba glanced sideways, looking deeply, then his eyes flickered subtly. He cast a near-imperceptible glance at Ye Chen, frowned slightly, then seemed to realize something, and his brow quickly smoothed out.

He turned his head to stare at the many powerhouses of the Bru Civilization chasing them, licked his lips, and a trace of ferocious fangs showed at the corner of his mouth. "The Ghost God realm martial artists are mine," Ye Chen said coldly.

"The demigod powerhouses are yours. You must recover your strength as quickly as possible; there will be a massive battle soon!" Kaba sneered, "As long as they aren't Pseudo-God realm powerhouses, we'll slaughter the rest!" Ye Chen said quietly, "It's possible two Pseudo-God realm experts might come." Kaba nearly stumbled over, turning around in shock, "Two Pseudo-God realm experts?

Damn it, are you serious?!" Ye Chen calmly replied, "That arduous and crucial task will be entrusted to you shortly." Kaba almost spat blood, roaring almost hysterically, "How can I fight two Pseudo-God realm experts alone!! Although this puppet of mine can barely reach the middle stage of the Pseudo-God realm at its peak, it requires an enormous amount of energy.

The energy in the other two Pseudo-God puppets is extremely thin; they are useless!" "En," Ye Chen nodded indifferently. Kaba, seeing his casual demeanor, nearly flew into a rage, grinding his teeth, "In that case, I'll have to go on a massive killing spree this time!" With that, he swept his hand, and a large contingent of figures materialized in mid-air: puppets occupying the higher demigod realm, and two puppets at the initial Pseudo-God realm!

Kaba clapped his hand, injecting his Pseudo-God power into these 15 higher demigod puppets, allowing them to roughly mobilize their bodies and barely exert the strength of initial demigods. Even though he himself did not have much power...

Yet, even a sliver of power from a Pseudo-God realm expert, when channeled into a demigod puppet, was enough to unleash considerable might. "Kill!" Kaba painfully checked the depleted energy within him, then resentfully looked up at the hundreds of charging demigod powerhouses opposite, his eyes flashing red as he greedily rushed forward.

Ye Chen stood on the majestic palace. With a thought, two Nine Palace Guardians followed behind Kaba, charging towards the enemy.

These Nine Palace Guardians were nearly ten kilometers tall. Wherever they passed, countless structures were crushed, and many people who couldn't evade in time were directly stomped to death, their entrails squeezed into pulp, becoming bloody mist.

"All battleships, prepare! Lock targets!" "Eliminate the leader of the Mental Civilization first!" "Jian Shen Cannon locked!" Majestic interstellar battleships, each thousands of feet long, were driven forward from within the Bru Civilization.

Cannon barrels extended from the ships, locking onto Ye Chen on the towering Nine Palaces, adjusting their angles. "Everyone, follow my command!" "Fire!" A dozen battleships aimed at Ye Chen and activated their superweapons, bombarding him.

Beams of dazzling light, carrying an intoxicating splendor, swept across the sky, seeming to pierce through endless voids as they hammered toward Ye Chen. Kaba was greatly alarmed to see this.

These shells could instantly kill initial demigods and force high-level demigods to evade. If they hit Ye Chen, he would surely perish.

He gritted his teeth, straightened his body, and charged toward the countless beams of light. His whole body transformed like a Transformer, undergoing extremely complex changes.

Holes opened at his fingertips, spewing out dark streams of light. He morphed into a ferocious celestial wolf, stepping through the void, his speed skyrocketing as he charged into the Bru Civilization army.

In this kind of battle, the lowest participants were Ghost God realm experts; the remaining soldiers and officers were merely cannon fodder, deployed to control the battleships. Streams of pitch-black bullets shot from Kaba, carrying immense destructive power, colliding with the soccer-ball-sized shells and causing explosions.

Whoosh! Suddenly, a Jian Shen Cannon traced an arc, bypassing the explosion range, and hurtled toward Ye Chen.

"Not good!" Kaba's face changed. Ye Chen stood on the Nine Palaces, his Divine Flame Suit crackling in the wind.

From the back of the suit, a long cloak with a metallic sheen billowed like a large banner. Facing the incoming Jian Shen Cannon, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He raised one finger and pointed, and brilliant, dense golden light emerged from his fingertip, condensing 0.1% of the divine blood power in his body, striking toward the shell. Boom!

The golden light, like a sickle, pulverized the Jian Shen Cannon—which shone as brightly as a rising scorching sun—tearing it apart. It then retracted like a boomerang, circling once before disappearing back into Ye Chen's body.

Kaba nearly popped his eyeballs out upon witnessing this; he was dumbstruck. "Annihilate them for me!" Ye Chen's battle spirit soared to the heavens.

He took a step forward, and his entire body erupted with surging ghost energy. The two Nine Palace Guardians that had rushed into the Bru Civilization city swung their Demon Flame Black Pitchforks, sweeping everywhere.

Buildings were destroyed one after another, and endless cries and the screams of children interwove into a bloody scene. Ye Chen was like an unparalleled demon king, cold and merciless, with no trace of pity in his eyes, as if he hadn't seen anything.

His spirit power was connected to the two Nine Palace Guardians as they charged toward the battleships below. "Come down for me!" Ye Chen roared.

One Nine Palace Guardian, under his control, tilted its head back and let out a roar that shook the wilderness. It raised its strong, muscular arm, covered in fiery scales, and reached for the sky, grabbing an interstellar battleship that couldn't evade in time and violently dragging it down.

Boom!! Losing its balance, the battleship was pulled down from mid-air, crashing heavily into the buildings with a tremendous explosion, rising into a massive mushroom cloud.

"Explode!" Ye Chen's eyes were icy. With a flick of his hand, the Nine Palace Guardian let out an enraged roar, filled with madness, and charged into the Bru Civilization army.

In the sky, nearly one hundred thousand Ghost God martial artists, led by over a hundred demigod powerhouses, charged toward Ye Chen's position. Kaba engaged the foremost demigod experts, while the Nine Palace Guardians rushed toward the Ghost God army behind them.

Bang! One Nine Palace Guardian leaped high, its golden body suddenly swelling, and it exploded.

A violent shockwave, like a raging tide, swept outward from its center, as powerful as a small asteroid exploding, its might shaking the heavens. Many terrified Bru Civilization Ghost God experts were caught in the blast wave, their bodies bursting apart amidst screams.

"Explode!" Ye Chen's voice was like that of a demon god in the deep abyss, devoid of any emotion. As the word fell, the second Nine Palace Guardian charged forward and initiated its self-destruction!

Boom!! The destructive power of the two Nine Palace Guardians' self-detonations overlapped and echoed each other, enveloping the entire sky.

The nearly one hundred thousand Ghost God realm martial artists were all caught within, submerged by the blinding white light. The hundred-plus demigod powerhouses fighting Kaba and the others felt this earth-shattering ghost energy and couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble.

When they looked back, they found that the Ghost God army behind them seemed to have vanished into thin air; their life-signs were gone. All, all dead?

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. In a single move, ten thousand Ghost God realm experts instantly annihilated?

"Looking elsewhere, are you!" Kaba, transformed into a celestial wolf with an entirely silver coat, threw his head back and howled. His body flickered in mid-air as if teleporting, suddenly pouncing onto a sturdy demigod man.

He tore at the man's neck, ripping his entire head off. "Die!" Kaba turned his head, his eyes glowing with bloodthirsty ferocity.

The others were chilled by this bloody scene. In the center of the Bru Civilization, in the Supreme Council Hall.

Several hundred demigod powerhouses gathered here, their expressions anxious. A leading elder, wearing a gray-white robe, looked worried.

"Does anyone have a way to hold back this person?" "That Pseudo-God realm expert is too ferocious!" "It's a pity our Bru Civilization has no Pseudo-God realm experts!" "The Clan Leader said he could reach the Pseudo-God realm after ten years of secluded cultivation, but now, only a few months have passed, and the enemy is already at our door!" "We have no choice but to use that!" Everyone exchanged glances, quickly communicating telepathically, and finally decided together to use their highest-tier weapon. "The Pseudo-God Laser Bomb—we only have one.

Once used, it's gone!" stated a burly Bru man in a low voice, his expression tinged with reluctance. The Pseudo-God Laser Bomb had always been the Bru Civilization's most prized treasure!

"In the warehouse, there are three Pseudo-God realm Attack Talismans. This is the Bru Civilization's highest collection, but using these attack talismans can, at best, only injure that Pseudo-God realm individual, not kill them!" "It's decided, we will use the Pseudo-God Laser Bomb!" After some debate, they ultimately chose the most secure method.

Just as Ye Chen finished annihilating the nearly one hundred thousand Ghost God martial artists, Kaba was locked in fierce combat with the hundreds of demigod powerhouses. Due to the unique nature of Kaba's body, these enemies could not harm him; it was a complete, one-sided massacre!

Before long, the original hundred-plus demigod powerhouses were reduced to just over twenty. All of this took less than ten minutes.

At that moment, on the Bru Civilization's defenses in the distance, under the command of the intelligent system, hard metal walls slowly rose. From within, a black cannon barrel with a caliber of two zhang extended, aiming directly at Kaba suspended in mid-air!

"Target locked!" "Countdown commencing..." "Fire!"