The Rune Ship instantly transformed into a combat mech, thundering out several palm strikes that obliterated the figures of the few False Gods. Black Moths surged into their bodies, devouring their memory cores. In the stunned gaze of the remaining 9,000-plus Demigod soldiers, these figures rose up and walked familiarly toward the space jump point, selecting a map and initiating the sequence.

“Enter!”

The Rune Ship sailed inside, assimilating the Black Cockroach Swarm. Before leaving, the old Green Rune Man did not forget to manipulate the ship, extending a metallic arm from the underside to scoop up the magic cannons, Star Storm weapons, and other armaments littering the ground.

Just then, a furious shout erupted: “Halt!” The roar shook the clouds across the entire sky, and a figure shot through the void from a distance, blowing the surrounding mist aside as it descended like a meteor.

This figure wore a flowing white moon-robe, exuding a dashing and elegant air. He possessed sharp, distinguished eyebrows, piercing eyes, and a high-bridged nose, making him exceptionally handsome. Standing nearly nine feet tall, a purple axe mark was etched on his brow—he was a clansman of the Great Yu Civilization!

“Still!” the man uttered, gesturing with his hand.

As this single word fell, the entire sky seemed to freeze; wind and clouds stalled in their movement, unable to shift. All time and space were locked down, even the Rune Ship speeding toward the space jump point ground to an abrupt halt.

Mastery over time and space!

This man was, without a doubt, an Immolator-level powerhouse!

Inside the Rune Ship, Black Terror stood silently. Sensing the aura suffusing the surrounding heaven and earth, he felt a deep, instinctive dread, his body trembling like a humble ant confronting the immense power of the cosmos!

Ye Chen frowned, addressing the Green Rune Man: “Shatter the spacetime. Leave, no matter how many False God Stones it costs!” Fortunately, the Rune Ship had become a Divine Warship, and its internal time-space differed from the exterior. Though the purple-axe man had frozen the external dimension, he could not freeze the interior of the Rune Ship.

Had it been a False God-grade vessel, it would have been utterly solidified instantly, unable even to circulate internal electronics.

The Green Rune Man chuckled heartily: “Alright then!” Given permission, he cast aside all hesitation and engaged the strongest propulsion system.

Boom!

Innumerable secret runes detached from the surface of the entire Rune Ship. As they circulated, they ground the spacetime into fragments. A scorching, violent flame spontaneously erupted, making the entire world intensely hot. Blazing fire generated mid-air with no fuel source, yet it burned with extraordinary vigor, capable of instantly melting even Immolator-grade weaponry into liquid.

“What?!” The Moon-Robed Man’s expression shifted slightly. “A Divine Warship? Since when did the White Lotus Divine Continent acquire such a vessel? Could it be the Scarlet Demise Sect? Or perhaps Yellow Springs Mountain?”

He had no time to ponder. Seeing the Rune Ship about to plunge into the space jump point, he swiftly raised his hand and pointed. The purple axe on his brow flared with blinding light, extending tendrils of purple secret runes that covered his entire body, empowering him with some mysterious force. He clenched his hand, and a massive blood-axe materialized from thin air, about two zhang long, radiating surging malevolent energy.

“Break!” The man flicked his wrist, and the blood-axe cleaved open a streak of crimson light, tinged faintly with purple energy, hurtling toward the Rune Ship.

“Not good!” the Green Rune Man shrieked. “This bastard is a Mid-Tier Immolator!”

Ye Chen’s heart jolted. The might of an Immolator powerhouse was unfathomably deep; even in his Sky Beast Superman mode, he could not easily face such an opponent. Once trapped within the space-time controlled by the enemy, he would be perceived. If the opponent froze spacetime, his actions would be impeded.

After all, his current Sky Beast Superman mode was only Second Tier—not high enough.

“Blast it open for me!” Ye Chen commanded coldly.

The Green Rune Man’s expression grew solemn. He quickly maneuvered the Rune Ship into its most urgent system. Firelight suddenly burst from the entirety of the ancient, black hull; the Fire Law inscribed across the ship ignited, tearing apart the frozen spacetime around them, and accelerating toward the space jump point.

Every piece of Immolator-grade weaponry or vessel carried an integrated set of fundamental Laws.

Boom!

The entire Rune Ship shuddered violently. The rear of the stern absorbed the blood-axe’s strike, scattering countless Laws. The hull wobbled slightly, leaving a white scar. If the true body of the blood-axe in the Moon-Robed Man’s hand had struck directly, the entire ship would likely have been ripped apart.

Ye Chen was shaken; he never expected such a terrifying presence nearby.

“Waaah... Waaah...” The Green Rune Man cried out, his heart feeling as if it were being sliced by a knife. He piloted the Rune Ship into the space jump point, roaring, “Bastard! Grandpa Green will definitely be back!”

Then, with a flash of light, the Rune Ship vanished.

The Moon-Robed Man arrived at the edge of the space jump point, staring into the deep black maw. He frowned slightly. If he pursued immediately, he might still catch the Rune Ship, but doing so felt somewhat unworthy.

He had intervened initially because the ship was harboring fugitives, whom he intended to punish severely to uphold the city’s laws! Furthermore, he stood to gain a bounty and a False God-peak vessel—enough to justify his action once.

Now, to chase them would require significant effort and a fierce battle just to secure that Divine Warship.

For something offering so little reward, he was unwilling to exert himself, especially since he needed to remain in the city for supervision, making extended absence inconvenient.

Beside the space jump point, the 9,000-plus Demigod soldiers snapped to attention and saluted as they saw the Moon-Robed Man. “Greetings, City Lord!” they chorused loudly.

The Moon-Robed Man waved a hand dismissively, gazing at the surging deep black hole, his brow furrowed in thought.

Concurrently, within the spatial hidden passage, the Rune Ship sped onward.

“Jump Point Map: Head to Ancient Continent, Head to Heavenly Kingdom Divine Continent, Head to East Asia Divine Continent, Head to Douluo Divine Continent…” “To the Ancient Continent: 98 space stations available!” “Arrival at the first inter-universe station in six hours.” “Countdown initiated…”

A torrent of information flowed into the Rune Ship via the space jump point’s intelligent system. The entire spatial tunnel was filled with safe, vast spatial currents.

“Finally out of the White Lotus Divine Continent,” Ye Chen sighed internally, a sense of relief washing over him. Through the Rune Ship’s monitors, he saw that the Moon-Robed Man had not pursued, easing his tension.

“Damn it...” the Green Rune Man grumbled indignantly. “That man is too shameless! An Immolator powerhouse, coming to bully us—scoundrel! And he wounded my ship! Wuu, next time I see him, I’ll beat him until he’s completely battered!” Little Black comforted him: “When Big Boss comes back here next time, we’ll knock him flat!” “What is ‘knock flat’?” “...It means thoroughly defeated.” “Oh, then thoroughly defeated it is! Talk to me plainly, don’t use fancy words. We aren’t from the same civilization.” “…”

Ye Chen gazed out through the deceleration glass of the Divine Ship and the external recordings, observing the immense starry sky outside. His thoughts drifted, and he murmured softly, “I have arrived…” The figure etched in his heart, picturesque and poetic, surfaced in his mind.

He quietly clenched his fist.

“How much longer to the Ancient Continent from here?” Ye Chen asked the Green Rune Man.

The Green Rune Man replied without hesitation, “We need to transfer through 98 space stations in total, taking about half a month.” Ye Chen paused, then frowned, sighing internally. If even the space jump point required this long, traveling independently through the void, even utilizing the Rune Ship’s light-speed flight mode, would likely take eons to reach the Ancient Continent.

Moreover, flying through that vast expanse of stars risked encountering gravitational storms, galactic collision zones, or dangerous meteoroid swarms. If one strayed into these hazardous areas carelessly, even a Divine Warship could be shredded into dust.

However, adventuring in such a starry void might yield rare materials, such as Godfall Stone or Firmament Iron, metals prized for crafting Immolator-grade weaponry—treasures worth a king’s ransom.

With half a month remaining, Ye Chen knew rushing was useless. His thoughts shifted, and he accessed the Fire Civilization space, stepping inside. Soon, he saw a vast array of items neatly organized on a square plaza.

“Master,” Bailan approached him.

Ye Chen nodded slightly and took a manifest from her hand.

“Demigod Stones: 160 million. False God Stones: 11 million. 1,248 True God Stones!” “Demigod Primary Sets: approximately 500,000 sets! Other individual armor pieces: 1,528,349 units!” “Demigod Intermediate Sets: approximately 380,000 sets…” A large portion of the loot—armor and elixirs pillaged from the previous engagement—was about 1.5 times what they had acquired before. Additionally, they had found four False God Intermediate Battleships and eight False God Primary Battleships.

Besides these, there were many exquisite elixirs capable of increasing physique by several thousand points or extending lifespan by several thousand years. Ye Chen considered lifespan-extending drugs utterly useless for himself, but they would be massively required when utilizing the Blood God Mode!

“Given the foundation of the Baiyi Jun family, they certainly wouldn’t lack such elixirs. But she claimed they were ineffective; most likely, she was infected by a virus, rendering these drugs useless, unable to extend life even if consumed.”

“She only has ten years left…”

Thinking of this, Ye Chen felt a sharp pang in his heart.

Just then, a peculiar energy fluctuation arose. From the mountain of indistinguishable debris, a small, pitch-black iron shard, roughly the size of a fingernail, floated out and drifted toward Ye Chen.

Simultaneously, an iron shard the size of a palm flew out automatically from Ye Chen’s chest. It merged with the black shard, and with a flash of light, the two pieces combined, causing the palm-sized shard to grow slightly larger.

Ye Chen was momentarily stunned. He reached out and grasped the dark iron shard, examining it closely. Applying force with his fingers, the shard remained completely undamaged. This shard had originally been extracted from the brain of a zombified little girl on Earth. He hadn't expected to find an identical piece here.

“Strange…” Ye Chen channeled his Demigod power into the shard, but it remained motionless, showing no particular reaction.

Ye Chen frowned, scrutinizing it repeatedly, yet discerning nothing special. He reluctantly tucked it back into his chest. He understood that if even he couldn't discern its properties, the shard was likely significant.

At that moment, his chest stirred. The little white rabbit awoke from its slumber, sniffed the air, seeming to sense something.