Chapter 415: Divine Body Final Form!

The battle had become a huge meat grinder.

The frontline star region had completely deteriorated into a wasteland of chaotic rules.

One moment a frigate was pouring fire; the next, due to the failure of local thermodynamics, its internal nuclear fusion reactor froze into a lump of ice,

and was immediately blown to powder by friendly fire from behind.

Qin Hao stood on the command platform, the holographic star map before him blazing red and painful to look at.

Each flicker and extinction of the light points representing allied warships meant the loss of tens of thousands of lives.

Even before a scream could be uttered, the Overlord's dropped 'logic bomb' rewrote their mode of existence—some turned into two-dimensional scrolls,

some became unnameable lumps of flesh, some had the very concept of 'mass' erased, drifting as nothing in the vacuum.

This is high-dimensional warfare.

There is no mercy, not even any rationale to speak of.

"Warning! Super-threshold energy reaction detected!"

"Coordinates locked: directly above the Yanhuang Heavenly Court!"

"Energy level… energy level cannot be read! That is… that is…"

The operator in charge of monitoring dimensions had his voice change, before he could finish his sentence,

the entire bridge's lights suddenly went out, leaving only the dim red of the emergency backup power.

All gravitational wave radars and superluminal sensors overloaded and burned out at that moment.

Instrument alarms were no longer needed.

Everyone needed only to look up to see that breath-taking sight.

At the core of the Sea of Tranquility, the expanse that should have been pitch-black void suddenly split open.

It was like a hole burned through a sheet of white paper.

There was no sound.

Because the medium for sound propagation had been directly erased by that thing's existence in this dimension.

A hand.

A grayish-white limb, devoid of any texture, so hard to even call it a 'hand',

slowly yet irresistibly extended from that rift.

It was too large.

Below it, the Yanhuang Heavenly Court base appeared as fragile as a glass bead.

So large that the light of several surrounding stars dimmed—not because they were blocked, but because the very light was swallowed by the 'void' rule carried by that hand.

A concept called 'nothing' was forcibly crammed into the minds of every witness.

It didn't even need to make contact.

Merely the downward pressure of its aura caused the outer energy shield of the Pioneer to begin cracking inch by inch,

emitting a grating, distorted sound.

Several allied cruisers that were somewhat closer didn't even explode,

like a pencil sketch erased by a rubber, half of them simply vanished into thin air.

"It's over…"

Heavenly Survey Chairman collapsed into his chair, his scepter falling to the floor with a clatter.

In the face of absolute power,

all tactics, all will, all so-called civilizational foundations became a joke.

This was not a battle on any single dimension.

The opponent was a god, while they were merely dust at the god's feet.

"Is this despair?"

A voice suddenly rang out.

It was light, plain,

yet it pierced through all the alarms and the wails of despair, clearly drilling into everyone's ears.

Qin Hao did not turn around.

He simply tilted his head back, watching that giant hand slowly descend, attempting to uproot the Yanhuang Civilization at its roots.

His face showed no fear, no anger, not even a trace of extra expression.

Only a chilling indifference.

"Quite right—playing with rules has grown tiresome; finally I intend to personally get my hands dirty cleaning up the trash."

Qin Hao raised a hand and pulled off the collar button, the motion as casual as preparing to take a shower in a locker room.

"System."

He issued the command in his mind.

"That lock, open it for me."

"Warning: Host's current physical strength is at critical value; forcibly unlocking the gene lock restriction carries a collapse probability as high as 58.8%…"

"Cut the nonsense. Open."

Qin Hao cut off the system's chatter.

"……Command confirmed."

"Gene lock restriction, released."

"Divine Body Final Form, activated."

"Thud!"

A muffled heartbeat.

It does not come from Qin Hao's chest, but from the battlefield's space itself.

All the light vanished.

It was not devoured by that massive hand, but snatched away by the man on the bridge.

No earth‑shattering golden light erupted from Qin Hao, nor any sacred hymn.

On the contrary, at that moment he became a humanoid black hole.

His skin swiftly shed its hue, turning into the deepest black.

It is not a black of color, but a void that utterly consumes even light, radiation, and any line of sight cast upon it.

The surrounding space began to collapse wildly, converging into his interior.

The flow of time around him grew chaotic.

One second ago he stood on the bridge; the next, only a twisted afterimage remained there.

The real Qin Hao already stood within the cosmic vacuum.

He hovered directly above the Yanhuang Heavenly Court base, standing just over 1.8 meters tall,

In front of that giant hand capable of crushing stars, he was so tiny he could not even be called dust.

Yet he stood there, and that place was the center of the universe.

The Hand of Emptiness, constantly pressing down, inexplicably stalled in midair for an instant because of his appearance.

The Overlord sensed something; the gray‑white aura on that giant hand churned more violently, and the downward pressure suddenly accelerated!

It intends to utterly erase this variable!

Space moans, dimensions shatter.

"Come."

Qin Hao simply uttered a single word.

He did not assume any complex stance; he merely curled his five fingers into a fist.

That motion tugged at the starry sky spanning billions of kilometers.

Countless stray energies and shattered fragments of law,

even the matter scattered by the Overlord, surged wildly toward his right fist at that moment.

This punch disrespects the divine and does not seek immortality.

It exists solely to smash this damned fate!

Boom——!!!

Qin Hao threw a punch.

A plain, unadorned straight punch, facing that sky‑covering giant hand, slammed straight into it.

Vision lost its meaning at that instant.

Everyone felt as if they had gone blind.

Because what erupted in that instant was not light, but a "conceptual clash."

The Overlord's "void" seeks to erase everything.

Qin Hao's "black hole" aims to devour everything.

Two utterly opposite yet equally domineering forces of law, in a collision as close as needle‑tip to blade‑edge,

directly shattered the physical laws of that region.

There was no explosion sound.

Because even the concept of sound was shattered.

Only a soul‑shaking wave swept across the entire galaxy.

An unknown amount of time passed—perhaps a second, perhaps a century.

When the visual nerves finally recaptured the scene, everyone was stunned.

Above the starry sky.

That overbearing Hand of Emptiness, embodying the will of a higher‑dimensional Overlord…

Stopped.

Right at the center of its palm, a black, fist‑sized indentation appeared.

Immediately after,

Crack.

A crisp, hair‑raising crack rang throughout the universe.

Centered on that black dent, countless fissures spread like a spiderweb, instantly covering the entire giant hand.

"Roll back!"

Qin Hao's roar exploded on the mental plane.

He kept the punching posture; the black "skin" on his right arm was cracking inch by inch, black blood of law spouting out, yet he did not retreat a step.

Boom!

That sky‑covering giant hand was actually forced backward by that punch!

Countless gray‑white fragments peeled off the giant hand, turning into a primal energy storm before touching the ground.

The Overlord's offensive was interrupted!

At that moment, the entire united front fell silent.

Whether carbon‑based beings or silicon‑based life, whether pilots or commanders,

Everyone gaped, watching the one hovering in the shattered void,

A figure soaked in blood all over, yet standing firm like a god or demon.