Chapter 1703: Public Execution! The Panicked Ye Li!

"Hm?"

Xu Jingming narrowed his eyes.

Instantly, data about the opponent surfaced in his mind.

Demon race, Kong Mingshen!

Specialized in the fundamental principle of space, his strength reached the Limit Eternal Life stage.

Renowned for his bizarre and unpredictable spatial techniques.

His escape ability was extremely strong; even ordinary Invincible Eternal Life cultivators struggled to capture or kill him.

"So this is Royce's backup plan."

Although he didn't know how the opponent had locked onto his location,

Xu Jingming didn't need to think—he knew it was his doing.

"Do you feel it?"

Kong Mingshen didn't move immediately; instead, he smirked at Xu Jingming:

"This entire space has been completely sealed by my 'Void Lock Realm.'

Your teleportation ability is useless here!"

Then, his expression turned somewhat excited:

"Moreover, to make this execution more entertaining,

I've activated a live broadcast in your human race's Virtual Universe."

He pointed to the human Universe-stage cultivator beside him, enslaved and with a vacant stare.

That man had logged into the Virtual Universe and was streaming the scene in real time.

"I want every human to witness it firsthand.

How your human Eternal Life cultivator writhes in despair in my hands, then gets crushed like a bug.

I want your human race to suffer a humiliating defeat before all the races of the universe!"

Kong Mingshen grew even more excited, his voice brimming with unhidden malice.

Meanwhile, in the Virtual Universe, the Tai Chu Ancient Battlefield zone.

On the vast circular plaza, countless screens floated in midair.

They broadcasted in real time battles, explorations, and conflicts occurring across the Ancient Battlefield.

This place corresponded to no actual location within the Ancient Battlefield.

It was merely a hub where human cultivators gathered information and exchanged intelligence during rest periods.

At this moment, among the many screens, a new image suddenly appeared.

In the center of the screen stood Kong Mingshen, clad in silver-gray robes, exuding an eerie aura.

Opposite him was Xu Jingming, dressed in pitch-black Thunder Abyss Armor, golden-green lightning coiling around his body.

Simultaneously, above the screen, massive projected text appeared:

'Demon Race Kong Mingshen: Public Execution of Human Eternal Life Cultivator Su Chen.'

The title text was enormous.

Almost the instant the screen appeared, it drew the attention of many cultivators across the plaza.

"That's Kong Mingshen of the demon race!"

"Who's he facing? Never seen him—wait, isn't that Su Chen, the one who stole the soul treasure recently?"

"Kong Mingshen? The demon race Limit Eternal Life who specializes in space principles? How did Su Chen provoke him?"

"He's broadcasting! Damn it, this demon scum wants to publicly execute our human genius!"

"......"

The title, combined with the image on the screen,

Instantly sent the Eternal Life cultivators on the plaza into an uproar.

Many recognized Kong Mingshen and turned pale with fury.

Kong Mingshen had a notorious reputation among humans.

He excelled in spatial ambushes and trapping enemies; several human titled Eternal Life cultivators had fallen to him.

Due to his exceptional survival ability, the human side had never succeeded in killing him.

Now, he had targeted another human cultivator—and opened a live broadcast.

Clearly, he intended to crush Su Chen and deliver a devastating blow to human morale!

"This is bad—Kong Mingshen is a Limit Eternal Life.

Su Chen is strong, but against Kong Mingshen, victory is unlikely."

"Kong Mingshen set this up himself—space is sealed, escape is impossible."

"Can any nearby Invincible Eternal Life reach him?"

"Without knowing the exact location, they can't get there—and Invincible Eternal Life cultivators won't happen to be nearby."

"......"

A chorus of sighs and murmurs rose.

Many human cultivators burned with rage, yet were utterly powerless.

In the Virtual Universe, within a luxurious palace.

Royce lounged lazily on a reclining chair draped with soft beast hides.

In his hand, he held a cup of crimson wine, like blood, gently swirling it.

Before him floated a massive screen—the very live broadcast from Kong Mingshen.

Colte sat to the side, also holding a wine glass, a relaxed smile on his face.

"It's starting."

Royce took a sip of wine, his crimson eyes fixed on Xu Jingming's figure in the light screen, a flash of satisfaction crossing them:

"The Void Nethershadow God certainly knows how to have fun, even setting up a livestream."

"Su Chen won't escape this one."

Colte laughed, "The Void Nethershadow God's 'Void Lockdown Realm' combined with his spatial techniques makes his trapping and killing ability extremely powerful.

Su Chen's little teleportation trick is nothing in front of a true master of space."

"Hmph, it's too good for him."

Royce snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the rules, and his teleportation being so annoyingly hard to deal with,

killing him with my own hands would be more satisfying. But... watching him get slaughtered by the demon race isn't bad either."

The two clinked glasses, both wearing expressions of pleasant anticipation on their faces.

The Primordial Ancient Battlefield, somewhere on a desolate plain.

Yeli had just finished a battle, sheathing her long sword stained with ice-blue blood.

Around her lay several alien corpses, sliced into pieces by sharp sword intent.

"Master, master! Urgent message!"

The intelligent assistant Xiao Ye's anxious voice rang out.

A pale blue virtual light figure appeared nearby, her twin ponytails seemingly swaying with urgency.

"What is it?" Yeli's cool, clear eyes looked toward Xiao Ye.

"Junior Brother is in danger!"

Xiao Ye spoke rapidly, "According to information from the Virtual Universe battlefield rest area,

He was ambushed by the demonic race's ultimate immortal, the Void Nethershadow God!

The Void Nethershadow God has started a Virtual Universe livestream, intending a public execution!"

Xu Jingming operates under the disguised identity 'Su Chen', and has always been very secretive.

But Yeli knows this identity.

"What?!

The Void Nethershadow God? How could Junior Brother have provoked him?"

Yeli's heart jolted.

Although as a member of the Spark Program, Xu Jingming has one free time-reversal resurrection opportunity,

it's best not to use it if possible.

And what if the Void Nethershadow God has some special methods,

even resurrection might not necessarily work!

"Immediately request authorization, retrieve the Void Nethershadow God's real-world login coordinates!"

Yeli said anxiously.

The Virtual Universe, as the greatest weapon of humanity's Eternal Star Alliance,

naturally doesn't allow just anyone to look up real-world login points.

But Yeli is different; as a core member, she naturally has this authority.

"Yes! Requesting... request approved! Coordinates acquired!"

Data streams flickered wildly in Xiao Ye's eyes, "Master, the coordinates are this broken plain near the Heavenly Pit!"

Yeli's divine sense swept over the coordinates displayed on the holographic projection, and her heart sank.

It's a full 3 light-years from her current location!

Even if she immediately uses the fastest spaceship,

traveling at maximum curvature speed to get there would still take four to five hours!

By the time she arrives, the battle will long be over, and everything will be too late.

"I should have stayed near Junior Brother all along."

Yeli felt some regret, but she didn't give up because of it.

"Xiao Ye, immediately activate the 'Star Shuttle'.

Set the fastest course to those coordinates!"

Yeli commanded.

At the same time, she split off a wisp of consciousness and quickly logged into the Virtual Universe.

"Yes!" Xiao Ye also knew the situation was urgent and immediately executed the order.

A streamlined silver-white small spaceship was taken out from Yeli's world ring, and her figure flashed inside.

Ghost-blue flames spewed from the ship's tail as it instantly took off.

Meanwhile, in the Virtual Universe,

Yeli's graceful figure quickly appeared on the vast plaza.

A sweep of her gaze immediately locked onto the light screen playing the confrontation between Xu Jingming and the Void Nethershadow God.

"Junior Brother, hold on, I'll be there soon."

Although she knew this prayer was utterly useless in the face of cruel reality,

she still silently repeated it in her heart.