Chapter 441: Even Without Moving a Hand, It Can Make Your Heart Race!

These nets are not ordinary gravitation technology; they are powerful binding methods that incorporate spatial anchoring rules.

Once locked, even a Level‑7 civilization's warship can scarcely break free.

However, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The hundreds of thousands of Rule Nets capable of dragging an entire galaxy, the moment they touched the hull of Pan Gu, penetrated it without any hindrance!

It was as if Pan Gu did not exist in this dimension at all.

It was clearly there, visible to the naked eye, and sensors could scan its outline and mass.

Yet all attacks and bindings passed through as if through an illusion, shooting into the void behind it.

"What?!"

The Unicorn Giant sprang up from his seat, his eyes bulging like copper bells.

"What's happening? Why is the Rule Net failing? Increase the power for me!"

More nets were fired, with the same result.

Pan Gu became an absolutely untouchable entity, silently hovering there,

allowing Rule Nets to pass through its body unharmed.

"Commander, all our nets have failed! The enemy warship... seems to be in an incomprehensible dimensional state!"

A technical officer reported in shock.

"Useless! Then open fire for me!"

The Unicorn Giant was enraged, completely shedding his disguise.

"Use the main cannon! Rip their hulls open! I want to see what the heck they're doing!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The main cannons of millions of Iron Fist warships roared in unison.

Destructive dimensional waves, capable of vaporizing an entire galaxy in an instant, now converged into a sea of death, pouring toward the Yanhuang Fleet.

Facing this world‑shattering attack, Zhou Yunhai's expression did not change at all.

He simply watched in silence.

The wave ocean, moments before engulfing the Yanhuang Fleet, strangely stalled.

Immediately after, an even more incredible sight appeared.

All attacks, within a million kilometers of the Yanhuang Fleet, seemed to hit an invisible mirror and were reflected back unchanged!

Moreover, the reflected waves returned faster and more powerful!

"Bad! It's Rule Reflection! Activate maximum‑power shields now!"

A mournful scream rang through the Iron Fist fleet's command channel.

However, it was all too late.

The attacks they launched themselves were returned to them in a way they could not have imagined, doubled.

Millions of Iron Fist warships were devoured by their own attacks.

The explosion's blaze, like a supernova, illuminated the entire dark‑matter nebula.

Space wailed, matter disintegrated.

There were no screams, because at the moment of impact, the vast majority of warships and their crews were already fragmented.

When the light faded, the once massive Iron Fist fleet had become sparse,

over two‑thirds of the warships, in that single reflection, turned into cosmic dust.

The remaining remnants all halted in place.

Engines dead, cannon muzzles drooping.

Their shields, before their own attacks, were as fragile as a sheet of window paper.

The Unicorn Giant commander slumped in the command chair, his whole body icy, cold sweat soaking the armor behind him.

He stared at the nearby Yanhuang Fleet, untouched to the hair, not even shifting a fraction, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

What kind of ghost technology is this?

Without activating shields, yet it can ignore the Rule Net.

Without using weapons, yet it can double‑reflect the enemy's attacks.

This is not combat at all; it's a mockery!

From start to finish, the opponent didn't lift a single finger, yet caused this battle‑hardened fleet to suffer massive losses, nearly collapsing.

Is this still a newly‑promoted Level‑7 civilization? Its technology is so formidable!

At that moment, Pan Gu's communications linked again.

On the screen, Zhou Yunhai's expressionless face remained.

"Now, can we leave?"

He asked calmly.

The Unicorn Giant opened his mouth but could not utter a single word.

Fear had already clutched his throat.

Zhou Yunhai ignored him, turned, and ordered, "All fleet, continue forward."

Pan Gu's engines ignited, leading the escort fleet, moving at a measured pace through the remnants of the Iron Fist fleet.

As if merely passing a pile of insignificant space debris.

Only after the Yanhuang Fleet's silhouette vanished deep within the nebula did the Iron Fist fleet dare to restart its engines.

The Unicorn Giant, despondent, stared at the empty starry sky, murmuring:

"Is this... this the rookie's 'kind' warning...?"

Inside the bridge of the Pangu, the atmosphere was completely different from before.

Young staff officers' faces glowed with excitement and pride, their gazes toward Zhou Yunhai filled with admiration.

Without firing a single shot, they caused an arrogant veteran seventh-level civilization fleet to suffer defeat and sink.

Such a crushing victory was more exhilarating than a bloody battle.

"Beautiful!"

Lei Ge sincerely praised, giving Zhou Yunhai a thumbs-up.

"Yunhai, your move 'Mirror Flower Water Moon' is more brilliant than Qin Hao's back then when he dealt with the Laya Council's dimensional cutting net. Killing the person, striking the heart—just right."

Zhou Yunhai shook his head, his expression still calm:

"I'm just following orders; Qin Hao Chief Commander's demand was to demonstrate, not to annihilate. Keeping them is more useful than killing them."

"Oh? Tell me your thoughts."

Lei Ge became interested.

"The news of this battle will soon spread throughout the communication network of the Universal Alliance."

Zhou Yunhai analyzed, saying, "A newly risen civilization, while traveling, encountered a friendly reminder from an old-line civilization, yet ended up crippling the opponent with a countermove."

"Do you think there will still be clueless fools daring to provoke us lightly?"

Lei Ge nodded in appreciation after hearing that.

"This way, our upcoming journey will be peaceful, and when we reach the Alliance branch, those fellows' attitudes toward us will likely need to be reassessed."

After Zhou Yunhai finished speaking, he redirected his attention back to the route.

As he expected, the subsequent voyage went unusually smoothly.

The Heavenly Net System could monitor that several fleets of different civilizations were loitering near their route.

But they all kept a safe distance, observing from afar, not daring to approach.

Obviously, the painful lesson of the Iron Fist Civilization has become an invisible warning sign.

A few days later, the fleet jumped to a prosperous interstellar transfer station nearby.

This is a junction point of multiple civilizations' routes, with countless ships shuttling back and forth, making it extraordinarily lively.

Just then, a silver-white warship, its body smooth as a mirror and shaped like a flying bird,

approached the Yanhuang fleet and sent a friendly communication request.

"It's a ship of the Wind Speakers Civilization."

An intelligence officer reported, saying, "They are a neutral faction within the Alliance, renowned for their speed and information-gathering abilities."

Zhou Yunhai glanced at Lei Ge.

Lei Ge understood, adjusted his collar, and smiled at the communications officer as he said:

"Let them in, let's see what other 'well-meaning folks' want to come guide us."

The call connected, and on the screen appeared a graceful, androgynous being.

His skin resembled flowing moonlight, his voice ethereal and pleasant.

"Welcome to the arrival of the Yanhuang Civilization; I am the emissary of the Wind Speakers Civilization, Lingfeng."

His demeanor was very courteous.