A beam of white light shot out from the projectile, tearing through the sky, leaving behind specks of white crystalline luminescence as it hurtled toward Kaba, who was battling a host of demigods in the distance.

"What!" Kaba suddenly felt a bone-chilling sense of crisis. He turned to look, immediately spotting a pillar of white light descending from the horizon.

This Pseudo-God Laser Blast, moving at nearly pseudo-light speed, struck his chest before Kaba could fully react, erupting in a violent explosion that enveloped him entirely in a dense white light, its intense radiation spreading outward.

The demigod powerhouses' pupils constricted. In shock, they swiftly retreated, escaping the sphere of the white light's influence.

Ye Chen, watching from afar, saw this scene. His expression shifted slightly. He hadn't expected the Bru Civilization to possess such terrifying technological weaponry—weapons capable of instantly killing an ordinary Pseudo-God Realm expert!

Every single member of the Bru Civilization, whether soldier or commoner, tilted their heads toward the sky, watching expectantly. Though their eyesight wasn't strong, they could clearly see a patch of brilliant white light suddenly erupt across the vast expanse of the azure sky, dazzling and piercing.

A gentle breeze swept across the land.

After a long, long moment.

The blinding white light slowly contracted and dissipated, revealing the entire blue sky to the onlookers. Soldiers atop the turret used their photosynthetic telescopes to beam the scene onto the massive screens in the plaza.

As the white light faded, under the expectant gaze of the crowd, a black silhouette slowly materialized, faintly traced with arcs of lightning and emitting wisps of pale smoke.

Ye Chen saw this and let out a sigh of relief.

"You... you bastard!" A hoarse voice scraped from Kaba’s mouth. He was scorched black; his puppet skin, constructed from a special metal composite, was marred by widespread damage and cracks. His chest was slightly sunken, with lightning tendrils writhing inside—he was clearly injured badly.

"You people..."

"You people..." Kaba’s eyes were bloodshot, entirely devoid of reason. Like a rampaging demonic beast, he fixed a savage, ferocious glare upon the entire Bru Civilization. "...You all deserve to die!!!"

Whoosh~~

The Bru Civilization erupted in an uproar. All the commoners saw the close-up on the plaza screens: Kaba’s hideous face, like that of an eerie venomous snake, burned itself deep into everyone’s minds, sending chills down their spines.

"He didn't die!"

"How is that possible!"

"That Pseudo-God Laser Cannon is enough to annihilate an Early Stage Pseudo-God expert!"

"Could he... not be one?"

In the Bru Civilization's high-level meeting hall, chaos and fury reigned. Everyone stared at Kaba on the screen in disbelief; despite the severe damage, he hadn't been reduced to ash.

He hadn't been killed?

Even the Pseudo-God Laser Cannon failed to kill him! With the few Pseudo-God Realm talismans they possessed in the vault, killing him was now even more impossible!

It was important to remember that an attack talisman for an Early Stage Pseudo-God expert was equivalent only to the full-power strike of an Early Stage Pseudo-God expert! And the full-power strike of an Early Stage Pseudo-God expert could not instantly kill someone of the same rank!

But the Pseudo-God Laser Cannon could!

Yet, it hadn't killed Kaba!

"What do we do?"

"Should we notify the Clan Leader?"

"If our clan’s Blood Eye hadn't been guided to the Ancient Continent, he definitely could have killed this person!!" Panic flashed across everyone’s faces, tinged with fear. They had once had a genius youth in their clan named Blood Eye, whose power skyrocketed. Unwilling to remain in a small place like Thunder Roar Plaza, he left the White Lotus Divine Province on his own to journey to the Ancient Continent!

This splinter Bru Civilization was merely a branch; its predecessors and ancestors had established roots on the Ancient Continent—much like the predecessors of the Spiritual Civilization, such as Xuanyuan Huangdi, Fuxi, and Nüwa of ancient Huaxia, powerful figures of unparalleled brilliance who had rooted themselves across generations on the Ancient Continent.

Just as panic gripped the hall, Kaba in the sky slowly began to emanate faint golden light. Under this glow, the wounds on his body began to mend automatically.

"You people..." Kaba’s expression was violent, completely lacking any trace of reason. His eyes were crimson, filled with maniacal savagery. "You all must die!"

His form flickered, like a bolt of lightning, as he charged toward the more than twenty demigod powerhouses opposite him.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

A streak of golden light flashed across the azure sky. In the next instant, the bodies of those twenty-plus demigods exploded in succession, collapsing into countless streams of Divine Power that flowed into Kaba’s body.

This time, he was truly enraged!

Even when being held hostage by Ye Chen, he hadn't been this furious. If not for this puppet being the best of the three Pseudo-God Realm puppets—nearly comparable to a Mid-Stage Pseudo-God—it would have been destroyed by the Pseudo-God Laser Cannon!

Death had been so close!

These beings, whom he had dismissed as mere ants, had inflicted such severe damage upon him. This overwhelming rage caused him to completely lose his sanity.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!" "Slaughter everything!!" Kaba’s eyes were eerily crimson. He fixed his gaze on a distant structure, licked his lips, and lunged toward it.

Ye Chen felt the torrent of Kaba’s savagery and frowned slightly. He knew stopping him now was impossible; if he further inflamed Kaba’s temper, the puppet might turn completely hostile, resulting in a far greater loss. After all, when a person is consumed by anger, anything can happen.

Ye Chen spoke to the old man in the green talisman: "Tell them to hand over the Boundary-Sealing Stones and the Ruins Space. No hoarding allowed!"

The old man with the green talisman was startled by Ye Chen’s current display of strength. Fear crept into his heart, and all thoughts of rebellion vanished. He quickly nodded in agreement.

"Listen up, you scum!" The old man shouted through the loudspeaker on the rune spaceship, his voice filled with false excitement: "Hand over the Boundary-Sealing Stones and the Ruins Space, or we kill every man and violate every woman!!"

Ye Chen rolled his eyes so hard he nearly kicked the old man.

The green-talisman old man chuckled dryly: "My Master says, if you don't deliver them in one minute, we kill one million people. If you don't deliver them in ten minutes, we kill ten million!"

"Did you hear that?"

"The countdown starts now!" "One second, two seconds, five seconds, eight seconds..." The old man executed his 'superior' arithmetic skills.

Everyone who heard his counting nearly choked to death on their own saliva.

Bru Civilization Central Grand Hall.

A middle-aged man’s face was dark as stagnant water. He gritted his teeth: "Hurry, take the Boundary-Sealing Stones from the vault and give them over. Once we secure our foundation, we will take them back!!" "We will swallow this loss for now!"

"Spiritual Civilization, mark my words!!"

"If I don't kill you all, I swear I won't be human!!!"

Everyone was indignant but powerless. The opponent's strength had been fully displayed. Even though only one or two enemies had appeared, tactics relying on sheer numbers were useless against true powerhouses. Against a Pseudo-God Realm expert like Kaba, experts of the Ghost-God Realm would only serve to be swept away in droves with a mere wave of his hand.

As the command was issued, an expert immediately left the hall and headed toward the vault.

"...25 seconds, 28 seconds, ah, I miscounted, it should be 38 seconds! Yes, 39 seconds, 41 seconds..." The green-talisman old man spoke without batting an eye, displaying an air of solemnity.

The people of the Bru Civilization ground their teeth.

What is shamelessness? This is shamelessness!

When the old man reached q seconds in his count, a figure shot out from a structure below, shouting loudly: "Stop counting! I’m coming!"

Ye Chen looked down. The person arriving was a tall, powerfully built man. He had sparse black hair on his head. The common appearance of Bru Civilization people involved small eyes, flat noses, and thick lips, but this imposing man did not look ugly; he had thick brows, large eyes, and an imposing bearing.

"Please, spare your wrath!" The imposing man took several strides, channeling all his strength as he rushed forward. Looking at Ye Chen before him, his heart was filled with bitter tears, terrified that the green-talisman old man might "accidentally" change 52 to 62.

Ye Chen glanced at him. "How many Boundary-Sealing Stones?"

This imposing man, a High-Stage Demigod expert, observed Ye Chen’s cold demeanor. In the past, if a mere Ghost-God Realm ant had been so disrespectful, he would have slapped the person dead immediately. But now, despite his intense displeasure, he could only offer a bitter expression. He swept his hand, and a vague circular space slowly manifested in the air, within which floated a large mass of dark, dense stones.

"There are 238 Boundary-Sealing Stones here! And 205 Spatial Folding Bags!"

The imposing man removed a ring from his finger and tossed it toward Ye Chen. "The link medium for this space is on this ring. It's all yours; you can inspect it yourself."

Ye Chen caught it smoothly. His consciousness penetrated the ring. With the power of his Tier Five Sage-level brainwaves, he immediately confirmed that the Boundary-Sealing Stones within the space matched the stated count exactly.

He nodded slightly. Ghostly energy circulated within him, and another Ye Chen stepped out from his body, condensed from one hundred thousand points of Ghost Qi.

Upon reaching the Ghost-God Realm, as long as one possessed more than 100 points of Ghost Qi, they could condense a clone, though its thoughts would still be governed by the main body. Very few people condensed clones from their internal Ghost Qi, as if the clone were destroyed, the memory core stored within it would vanish too.

This resulted in not only a depletion of one’s own Ghost Qi but also the loss of some memories. However, it was perfectly suited for sending a message right now.

"Give this to Xu Tianguo."

Ye Chen’s clone took a step, his form blurring as he entered the rune spaceship. As the vessel activated, it shot off toward the Spiritual Civilization.

Ye Chen’s main body remained hovering above the Bru Civilization. He checked the time—it had been less than seven minutes in total. He felt a slight sense of relief and called down, "Kaba, come here!"

Boom!

A building exploded. From within, a figure slowly rose, drenched in blood, his face contorted with savagery, eyes blazing red. He completely ignored Ye Chen’s command, let out a roar, and charged toward the streets.

"Kill, kill, kill!" "Die, all of you!!!"

"Hahahaha..." Kaba raged like a madman, tearing through the Bru Civilization. Wherever he went, a trail of blood and fire followed. Countless structures were destroyed. Cries, shrieks, and screams echoed everywhere—it was the apocalypse made manifest.

The civilians of the Bru Civilization stared with eyes full of terror, fleeing in every direction. In the panicked stampede, some people tripped and fell; before they could get up, they were trampled by those behind them, crushed into bloody pulp.