Chapter 184

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

On the battlefield of the Creation Platform, Antimatter Vanguards surged forth like a tide, endless and unkillable.

The Silvermane Guards had already been retreating step by step, their armor covered in cracks, the soldiers gasping for breath, already at the end of their strength.

Gepard gripped his shield, his arms trembling nonstop, the Preservation power surrounding him nearly exhausted.

Silva beside him was also pale-faced, her lightning growing ever weaker.

Kokolia looked at the miserable scene before her, at the Silvermane Guards fighting in blood, her eyes full of guilt and despair.

Gentle fingertips lightly caressed Bronya's cheek, the temperature of her fingertips carrying reluctance.

"I'm sorry, Bronya, it was I who harmed you all, it was I who chose the wrong path."

She apologized softly, and before her voice had even fallen, she suddenly exerted force, pushing Bronya over to March 7th's side in one motion.

She herself turned and walked toward the Creation Engine, her eyes filled with determination.

She had listened to the Stellaron's bewitching back then, but that was because she had no other way.

Jarilo-VI could no longer hold on; she had no choice, only able to use this final method to protect her daughter, this last spark.

Perhaps by following the Astral Express's people, Bronya could survive.

She planned to detonate the Creation Engine, using her own life to buy a sliver of survival for everyone.

"Mother, don't!"

Bronya realized, instantly understanding her mother's intent, and let out a heart-rending scream.

Kokolia was just about to mobilize all her power to self-detonate, but the Stellaron power within her body suddenly went out of control.

She was pinned down by an invisible, tyrannical force, unable to mobilize even a shred of it.

"What's going on?" Kokolia's face changed drastically, she looked toward the sky in bewilderment.

Right at this moment, the heavy cloud layers were forcibly torn apart, brilliant heavenly light poured down, illuminating the entire chaotic battlefield.

Whether it was the people fighting desperately or the frenzied Antimatter Vanguards, all subconsciously stopped their movements, uniformly raising their heads to gaze at the horizon.

Only to see above the cloud layers, countless figures clad in standard armor standing solemnly, as if standing on a celestial ladder treading on the cloud tops.

Like divine soldiers descending from heaven, their might swept across heaven and earth, causing the very aura of the entire battlefield to stagnate for a moment.

Xuan Ge raised his eyes and saw that familiar figure amidst the cloud layers, his face first revealing a trace of nostalgia.

He then raised his hand to deflect the attacks coming from Xing and Dan Heng, invisible Harmony power radiating from his body, issuing an order.

Ordering all Vanguards to retreat entirely behind him.

Xuan Yao descended slowly from the cloud tops, his bearing upright, his brows and eyes cold and stern.

His gaze toward Xuan Ge carried a hint of reproach, the corner of his mouth curling slightly as he spoke blandly:

"Younger brother, you've gone too far."

Seeing this, Dan Heng immediately grabbed Xing, who still wanted to rush into battle for the thrill, and pulled her behind him, retreating.

Turning his head, he shouted toward Bronya in the distance: "Come to my side."

March 7th tilted her head to look at the heavenly soldier formation in the sky, stunned wide-eyed, unable to help muttering to herself:

"Holy cow, is this gods descending to the mortal world? It's exactly like the Heavenly Court storybooks that circulate in the Shen Wu Xian Zhou!"

Hearing this, Xuan Ge not only did not restrain himself, but instead threw his head back and laughed loudly, the aura around him growing ever more arrogant.

He lifted the long spear in his hand, its tip instantly coiling with violent lightning, pointing straight at Xuan Yao:

"Hahaha! Older Brother! Don't use Father's words to lecture me; if you have the ability, then personally defeat me!"

As his voice fell, the cloud layers completely dispersed, the Cloud Knight armies on both sides swiftly splitting into two ranks.

Proactively clearing a spacious battlefield for the two Crown Princes, standing at attention awaiting orders.

"That's exactly what I intend!"

Xuan Yao answered coldly, forming a sword seal with one hand, blue flowing light churning in his eyes like blazing flames, sword intent surging around him.

A long sword, entirely translucent blue, manifested behind him, then instantly collapsed, transforming into countless fine sword shadows.

Layer upon layer encircling, forming an impenetrable ring of swords, sword intent sharp, piercing the long sky.

Simultaneously, from the sky's edge came bursts of air-tearing sound, countless gigantic sword tips penetrating the cloud layers, pointing straight at the battlefield.

Vast sword intent pressed down until everyone could hardly breathe, as if the next second it would tear the entire world apart.

Xuan Ge's face showed no fear, he looked at his older brother's sword formation with eyes full of wild arrogance:

"Flashy but useless! Then let me experience Older Brother's sword rain!"

He violently swung his long spear, dancing out an impenetrable spear blossom, while simultaneously unleashing the Destruction power within his body.

Countless black-red lightning bolts burst forth from around him, coiling around the spear shaft, Destruction aura rushing at the face.

"Younger brother, let me see how much of Father's true spear art you've inherited!"

Xuan Yao guided his sword seal, pointing at Xuan Ge, the sky full of sword shadows pouring down like a violent rain, carrying the momentum of crushing the withered and pulling the rotten, smashing toward Xuan Ge.

Xuan Ge instantly retracted his smile, his face becoming incomparably serious, assuming a battle-ready stance.

The long spear in his hand swept horizontally, one spear deflecting one sword shadow, a hundred spears launching together, ten thousand spears vying for the forefront, forcibly blocking the sky-full of sword rain.

"Fall back quickly!" Seeing this, Gepard erupted with all the Preservation power he had left.

A massive ice crystal shield stood erect before the crowd and the Silvermane Guards, blocking the scattered sword shadows flicked up by spear tips.

Those seemingly tiny sword shadows were in reality heavy as mountains.

Every impact on the shield made Gepard's figure tremble once.

Gepard's nostrils bled, yet he still held the shield fast, not daring the slightest slackening.

March 7th immediately mobilized the power of Six-Phase Ice; ice crystals wound around the shield, reinforcing its body, offsetting the impact force as much as possible.

Dan Heng held the Cloud-Piercing Spear, precisely blocking the sword shadows that slipped through the shield.

Xing also gripped the baseball bat, assisting in defense from the side; the crowd's combined effort barely stabilized the formation.

Seele clutched the Purple Scythe, leaning to the side panting heavily, recovering stamina with all her might.

Just now she had forcibly blocked a sword shadow, nearly knocked flying; her arms were still numb.

Bronya watched the crowd battle fiercely, just about to speak to comfort Seele.

A sharp sword shadow suddenly pierced through Gepard's shield, heading straight for her face.

The speed reached the extreme; she simply could not dodge in time, only standing dazed in place.

At this critical moment, Xuan Xing's figure flashed instantly, blocking in front of Bronya.

The silver long spear in his hand flicked lightly, directly shattering that fatal sword shadow.

He turned to look at Bronya, originally wanting to scold a few words: don't you know how to dodge.

But seeing clearly that she and Yin Lang had a hundred percent identical face, the words at his mouth were instantly swallowed back.

He only tossed out two words flatly: "Hide well."

Bronya froze in place, just about to speak thanks.

Then she abruptly realized the other party was the enemy leading the Antimatter Legion.

For a moment at a loss, her heart full of contradictions.

Xuan Xing did not acknowledge her shock, walked slowly out of Gepard's shield range, raised his head to look at Xuan Yao in the sky, and laughed loudly:

"Older Brother! As a Cloud Knight Dawn Guard, holding military discipline, you nearly injured civilians. In contrast, even leading Void Soldiers, I only ever drove them back."

Xuan Yao's eyelid twitched, full of helplessness.

Clearly it was you who insisted on imitating Father to brandish a spear and act fierce; if he had finished it in one strike, there would not have been so many twists.

Xuan Yao immediately snorted coldly: "Hmph! An older brother is like a father; it seems my teaching of you has been too lax."

As his words fell, he raised his hand and merged the countless giant sword phantoms at the sky's edge into one.

Preparing to unleash Sky-Opening, to give this unruly younger brother a ruthless lesson.

"The Crown Prince struggle is just like this; Older Brother, by all means, make your move!"

Xuan Xing flew into midair, gathering his whole body's power onto the long spear, preparing to hard-block Older Brother's Sky-Opening sword move; his tone brimmed with a youth's high spirits.

Hearing the four words "Crown Prince struggle," Dan Heng's forehead veins instantly bulged, his face dark beyond measure.

He walked straight out of the shield's protection range; the aura around him turned cold to the extreme.

"Dan Heng, what are you doing~ come back quick!"

Seeing this, March 7th hurriedly called out to stop him, yet could clearly feel the terrifying pressure Dan Heng now radiated, and dared not step forward to pull him.

Dan Heng raised his eyes to the two confronting in midair; his tone flat, coldly spat three words:

"Get down."

He truly could endure no longer; even if he would be questioned by Ji Zi afterward, he had to stop Xuan Xing's recklessness.

Such Crown Prince squabble nonsense, if it reached Xuan Ge's ears, Xuan Xing would likely be beaten by Xuan Ge into bedridden for three years unable to rise.

Xuan Yao immediately glared at Xuan Xing; though this was a joke, it was a taboo of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, absolutely not to be spoken lightly.

The two in midair did not dare the slightest defiance, obediently landing on the ground, standing shoulder to shoulder before Dan Heng, heads lowered, looking like they were obediently admitting fault.

"Uncle Dan Heng, I was wrong."

Xuan Xing was first to lower his head and apologize; his tone sincere, not a trace of his earlier arrogance, not the slightest hesitation.

That joke of his just now was merely a momentary emotional surge's nonsense.

Just now seeing Bronya's panicked flustered appearance, he instantly associated it with Yin Lang.

Not lust at first sight, but fearing his future self would be controlled by the Destruction Path, reduced to a mindless puppet.

If Yin Lang saw that out-of-control self, would she also be this panicked and afraid — that was why he misspoke nonsense.

March 7th and Xing stood to the side, eyes wide, mouths agape, fingers pointing at Dan Heng, half a day unable to utter a sentence.

No way guys, what did you two just call him!?

Uncle Dan Heng!?

Uncle!?