Boom! Boom! Boom! Three consecutive blasts shot forth, tearing across the sky like streaks of silver light, coalescing countless threads of lightning that descended. The vast, sharp aura made the void tremble, leaving faint, dark streaks across the entire sky.

Ye Chen frowned. The attack from this entry-level Pseudo-God vessel was enough to severely wound or even instantly obliterate an entry-level Pseudo-God expert. Even stacked with the Divine Flame Set and the Stellar Profundity, resistance was impossible.

He flipped his palm, and a piece of jade pendant, emerald green, materialized. It was the protective talisman Bai Yijun had given him in the Dark City. Back then, Bai Yijun had mentioned that this ornament could withstand attacks from mid-tier Pseudo-Gods, though it required an immense amount of divine power!

Ye Chen had previously investigated: this item, named the "Dragon God Talisman," could be used three times consecutively before needing its divine power replenished. Each activation required either 100 units of Demigod Power or 1000 units of Pseudo-God Power!

Ye Chen clenched his jaw slightly, abruptly opening his Rune Space. He grabbed a massive handful of Demigod Stones within, his strength shaking them until they shattered into streams of golden mist, which he injected into the Dragon God Talisman.

"That's enough for one use!" Ye Chen’s eyes were cold as knives as he stared at the incoming Pseudo-God laser cannons. He waved his hand, and the Dragon God Talisman instantly activated, erupting in an emerald-green barrier that enveloped his entire body.

Boom, boom, boom… Several Pseudo-God level shockwaves arrived sequentially, slamming into the emerald barrier. Waves of destructive power ripped at the green shield, yet the energy shield merely rippled slightly before effortlessly blocking the Pseudo-God laser cannons.

"Only three seconds!" Ye Chen’s gaze was icy. He stared fixedly at the Pseudo-God battleship, charging towards it rapidly while wrapped in the emerald glow.

At this moment, everyone aboard the Pseudo-God battleship was utterly stunned. "How is this possible!" "He's just a warrior at the Demigod Realm, yet he can survive under Pseudo-God cannons!" "Impossible... absolutely impossible!" "What is that shield on him? Is it Pseudo-God level armor?" "Impossible. Pseudo-God armor, facing a bombardment from this many Pseudo-God laser cannons, should be shaking, but he’s completely unharmed." Everyone found it hard to believe—they hadn't expected a newly ascended civilization to possess so many treasures capable of defending against even entry-level Pseudo-God laser cannons!

Just then, Ye Chen flickered and arrived directly above the Pseudo-God battleship. He clenched his fists, his internal divine power surging violently, concentrated into his fist. He smashed down upon the nearly transparent energy shield!

Bang!

The protective shield of the Pseudo-God vessel rippled faintly, then nothing more. A powerful recoil force blasted back onto Ye Chen, pushing him several steps backward. His face flushed, and the divine power in his meridians felt somewhat disordered.

With a thought, he quickly suppressed his turbulent mind. The Demigod experts inside the battleship saw that Ye Chen couldn't breach the shield and couldn't help but freeze, then burst into loud laughter. "Overestimating his own strength!" "Mere Demigod strength... dares to attack a Pseudo-God vessel!" "Courting death!" "Ridiculous... utterly ridiculous..."

Everyone watched Ye Chen, pointing and whispering amongst themselves.

Ye Chen looked coldly at everyone inside the ship and slowly straightened his posture. A deep breath.

He took a slow step forward. The newly acquired Divine Blood Power within him slowly snaked through his meridians, condensing onto his fingertip. Through repeated use, Ye Chen had discovered a weakness: every use of the Divine Blood Power placed an immense burden on his body! With his current physique, he estimated he could only use it a maximum of three times a day! Any more, and his body would begin to collapse, drastically reducing his lifespan!

In the preceding battles, he had used the Divine Blood Power four times in total. The first two times were when he was at the Ghost God Realm. Later, upon breaking through, he received the Universe's blessing, his body transformed, and the fatigue was repaired, allowing him to use the Divine Blood Power twice more. Those last two times were used on Zhu Feng and Yue Ying. This third use was originally reserved for the mid-tier Pseudo-God expert, but now it seemed he couldn't afford to wait that long.

He was not indecisive. With a thought, the Divine Blood Power shot out like a beam of golden light, striking the Pseudo-God battleship.

The entire world suddenly fell silent. All eyes watched where the golden light landed. They saw the battleship’s light shield slowly, bit by bit, begin to crack under the pressure of the golden light, fracturing inch by inch.

Bang! It shattered completely!

Those on the Pseudo-God battleship watched the breaking shield with wide, astonished eyes, disbelief etched on their faces. The sound of the shattering seemed to echo in their very hearts. The shield... broke... The protective shield of a Pseudo-God level battleship was actually breached by someone in the Demigod Realm!

As everyone stood there dumbfounded, Ye Chen’s expression turned cruel. He took a step forward, entering the Pseudo-God battleship. Looking down upon the entire scene, he sharply pointed a finger and whispered, "Nine Palaces!"

Rumble... The entire vessel trembled slightly as a majestic, towering palace, entirely crimson-gold, slowly materialized. Its sweeping eaves and flying tiles all shone with a scorching golden light, appearing even more solemn and magnificent.

Ye Chen stood atop this towering palace, the cloak behind his Divine Flame Set billowing in the wind, his divine might overwhelming, like an unparalleled Demon Venerable. "Nine Palace Guardians!" Hush... Three Nine Palace Guardians materialized, their imposing forms displayed before the crowd, clustering around the majestic Nine Palaces, their divine power fluctuations intensely strong.

"Everyone attack!" "Kill him together! There are thousands of us; how can we be afraid of handling one person?" "Unleash your strongest attacks!" "Kill!!!"

Everyone pulled out their respective weapons, murderous intent on their faces, charging towards Ye Chen. Beams of divine power light shot from the rear ranks, covering the sky and blasting down upon the Nine Palaces.

Ye Chen’s expression was cold. He slowly raised a finger. "Explode!" One of the Nine Palace Guardians shot out, its body rapidly swelling, plunging into the crowd before detonating with a roar.

Boom~ The savage impact radiated outward, resembling the explosion of a star. A destructive tearing force enveloped many Demigod experts, drowning them in a sea of divine power.

"Explode!" Ye Chen's voice was like a demonic chant. The second Nine Palace Guardian followed the first, leaping out and diving into the throng before exploding with a bang! Sizzling, sizzling... Streams of divine power arcs crackled everywhere. Many outer-ring Demigod experts were struck by the arcs; their bodies convulsed, their hair turning pitch-black, and they fell dead.

"Explode!" Before the crowd could recover their senses, the sound, like a death knell, sounded slowly and deeply. The last Nine Palace Guardian also charged out, crashing into the deepest part of the crowd before detonating.

Poison! On the entire Pseudo-God battleship, dense divine power surged like monstrous waves, sweeping wildly. However, this Demigod Power did not harm the vessel itself; the special metal on the ship’s surface was incredibly sturdy, something even entry-level Pseudo-God experts struggled to penetrate.

As the three Nine Palace Guardians detonated, millions of units of divine power shockwaves rampaged. Many entry-level Demigods possessing only a few hundred points of Demigod Power vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye. Even peak Demigod experts, using every trick they knew to boost their defense to the million-point level, found it futile.

"Ah..." "No!!!" Screams were swallowed by the ocean of divine power and disappeared. The vast deck of the Pseudo-God warship was washed over by a scorching golden sea of divine power, submerging every figure, leaving only the majestic palace standing unmoving.

Ye Chen’s expression was indifferent. He reached out and retrieved Demigod Stones from his Rune Space, devouring over ten thousand units to restore the depleted divine power within him. If he hadn't plundered seven or eight civilizations, this battle might have actually been somewhat perilous.

After the shockwaves subsided, the deck was littered with countless corpses, dense and packed, with severed limbs and shattered remains. Some bodies were blown into several pieces, blood flowing freely, brains splattering, and limbs scattered across the deck—a gruesome and vivid sight.

Ye Chen’s expression remained detached. He waved his hand, and vast amounts of Demigod Power surged out, enveloping these corpses and dumping them onto his Rune Vessel, piling them into a mountain of divine corpses and blood!

The entire Thunder Square, watching this scene from afar, was struck dumbfounded, their faces etched with shock.

Ye Chen lingered for no moment, flickered once, and arrived on the Pseudo-God battleship. He quickly located the central control room. The metal door was tightly sealed. He couldn't afford to wait, channeling all his strength, and delivered a powerful kick.

Bang! The metal hatch remained unmoving.

Ye Chen frowned, not trying again. He flickered away from the battleship, opened his Rune Space, and forcibly pushed the entire vessel inside.

The personnel on the hastily retreating Feng Yue Family's Demigod warships watched this scene in stunned disbelief. Was he serious? He was just taking the entire battleship like this? Ye Chen looked at the Rune Vessel piled high with corpses. With a thought, he opened a looted peak Demigod spatial folding bag and commanded, "Get in."

The old green-robed man muttered something under his breath, then slowly piloted the Rune Vessel into the spatial folding bag, which was clearly smaller than the Rune Space.

At this moment, Ye Chen turned to look at the other Demigod warships, about to continue his plunder, when suddenly, a fierce roar came from below. He looked down to see the majestic man who had been locked in a fierce struggle with Kaba and the other puppets suddenly turn ashen-faced, abandoning Kaba, and charging towards him. "Bastard!!!" The majestic man's face was livid. "Hand over my battleship!" "Oh..." Ye Chen watched him silently, then shook his head. "No deal." The man's face flushed red, veins bulging, his expression as savage as a ferocious beast. He ground out, "You're asking to die!"

Saying this, he clenched a glittering golden battle saber in his hand and violently cleaved down through the air. Whoosh! A platinum-gold blade aura, like a shark speeding through seawater, tore through the void and hurtled towards Ye Chen.