Chapter 307

Three thousand warships had their engines at full throttle, charging straight at the already-locked-on flagship of Ke Huang, as well as the flagship of Bijiale that was trying to break through!

These scenes, through various secret channels, were broadcast live to every corner of the Milky Way Galaxy.

All civilizations fell into a deathly silence.

They stared blankly at the utterly one-sided 'slaughter'.

Watching the Yanhuang Civilization reveal, beneath the tip of the iceberg, an immeasurably terrifying power.

……

At the edge of the battlefield.

After Bijiale's flagship, having paid the price of an entire guard fleet, forcibly blasted a path of blood through the wreckage of warships,

finally tore open a tiny gap in the encirclement.

"Space jump engine charging!"

"Countdown: ten, nine, eight……"

Gazing ahead at the void finally free of enemy ships, Bijiale's face, composed of light particles, showed a hint of relief at having survived the ordeal.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

"……Four."

The cold countdown echoed on the bridge of Bijiale's flagship.

Just as the countdown was about to utter 'three'.

Without any warning.

A figure appeared out of thin air in the exact center of the bridge.

He wore a simple black combat uniform, his expression calm, as if he were merely strolling in his own backyard.

Inside Bijiale's flagship, every running system came to a complete halt at that moment.

The jump engine's countdown stopped abruptly.

On the bridge, all senior officers of the Biteen Empire froze.

They stared at the man who had suddenly appeared, their minds going blank.

Bijiale's body, made of light particles, underwent a violent upheaval never seen before, nearly disintegrating.

He recognized that face.

He had seen it countless times in countless intelligence files.

Qin Hao.

Bijiale's 'reason' was completely shattered at that moment by an emotion called fear.

This is not technology.

This is an ability only a god could possess.

He finally understood what kind of being he was facing.

"Your Majesty Bijiale," Qin Hao's lips curled slightly with a teasing smile, "the game isn't over yet."

His voice was soft, yet it clearly entered Bijiale's mind.

Bijiale opened his mouth; on his light-composed face appeared for the first time a comical expression of wanting to speak but being unable to make any sound.

Qin Hao did not look at him again.

He simply snapped his fingers lightly.

Snap.

The crisp sound reverberated across the silent bridge.

The next second.

The entire flagship, representing the pinnacle of the Biteen Empire's technology, saw all its lights, screens, and energy reactions extinguished.

It was like a toy with its power pulled out, completely turned into a cold steel coffin drifting in the universe.

……

At the other end of the battlefield.

Ke Huang's flagship had been completely surrounded by three thousand Heavenly Sword-class battleships led by Zhou Shaoqing.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Ke Huang's massive dark matter body writhed and roared madly inside the flagship; he had completely lost his reason.

"Yanhuang trash! You can't win!!"

"Come with me, let's become nothing!!"

He roared, attempting to detonate his dark matter body, which served as an energy core, to drag this star sector utterly into the abyss of destruction.

However, at the instant his core energy began to destabilize.

Hum——

Thousands of black spikes materialized out of nowhere from the space around the flagship, relentlessly piercing every vital point of Ke Huang's flagship with an unstoppable force.

Space-stabilizing anchors.

These spikes pinned the flagship, and also pinned the violent space within it.

Ke Huang horrifiedly discovered that his core, capable of destroying a star system, had been forcibly stabilized by an incomprehensible power, making detonation impossible.

Everything about him had been seen through.

All of his contingency plans had been anticipated.

"Take him away!"

Zhou Shaoqing looked at the enemy flagship that had been completely imprisoned, waved his hand, and issued the final order.

The two emperors who had ruled the Milky Way Galaxy for a million years, on this day, in a way they could never have imagined, became prisoners.

The battle ended.

Of the two billion mighty ships of the Holy Purification Fleet, over eighty percent of the warships turned into cosmic dust in just a few hours.

The remaining defeated troops either surrendered in disgrace or were all captured.

Only a handful of lucky ones at the very edge of the battlefield managed to escape this Asura hell.

This battle.

The Yanhuang Civilization, with a victory almost miraculous in its brilliance, announced to all eyes across the Milky Way Galaxy that were watching, the arrival of a new era.

The old gods are dead.

The new gods shall be established.

……

Qin Hao did not execute the two emperors on the battlefield.

Several days later.

Within the territory of the Yanhuang Civilization, an administrative planet codenamed "Origin".

Bi Jiale and Ke Huang were "invited" here.

All their restraints were removed, but they knew they were no different from ordinary prisoners.

Qin Hao led them, walking above this city.

Bi Jiale silently looked down.

The architectural style here was unheard of, filled with a unique rhythm.

On the streets, countless Yanhuang people came and went, their faces showing no numbness, no confusion, only a calm and resolute expression.

A child was playing, accidentally letting the toy ball in his hand fly into the air.

He did not cry out, merely extending his small hand to gently grasp the empty air.

That toy ball then defied all physical laws, suspending itself in midair, then slowly flying back into his hand.

Not far away, two engineers were maintaining a structure on a floating platform, with no verbal communication between them,

but countless complex building components, under their invisible telekinetic control, were automatically assembling with perfect precision.

The entire populace awakened their psychic powers.

Technology and psychic power perfectly merged.

Thought was highly unified; each individual was part of the civilization, yet retained an independent will.

Bi Jiale beheld all this, and the "heart" forged of pure rationality felt profound helplessness for the first time.

He finally understood where the Bi Te En Empire had lost.

He realized he had not lost a battle, but an era.

The loss was not unjust.

Meanwhile, beside him, Ke Huang's dark matter body still exuded an aura of unwillingness and resentment.

He gazed at all this, his eyes burning not with understanding, but with the fire of jealousy.

But he too understood.

The tide had turned.

Just then, the ever-silent Qin Hao finally spoke.

He stopped, turned, and looked at the two former hegemons of the Milky Way.

"How do you two feel?"

Bi Jiale remained silent.

Ke Huang snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Qin Hao paid no heed to their attitude, merely smiling faintly.

"I know what you're thinking."

"However, I invited you two today not to show off, nor to judge."

His gaze grew deep.

"But I wanted to discuss a peace plan with you two."