Chapter 153

"This strength... is too terrifying!" March 7th exclaimed.

"Is it the General?" Yanqing stared tightly at the direction of the Time Theater.

"No, this is not the General's strength," Welt Yang shook his head, his face solemn, "This strength is even more powerful and evil than the General's..."

"Could it be... Sunday?" Stelle guessed.

"Very likely," Welt Yang nodded, "It seems we must prepare for the worst..."

Just at this moment, changes occurred again.

The black mist originally shrouding the sky above the theater began to roll violently, like boiling water, continuously (ccca) expanding outward.

And in that rolling black mist, a huge figure could vaguely be seen, slowly standing up.

That figure towered into the clouds, his whole body burning with black flames, his specific face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of scarlet eyes flickering with evil light in the black mist, as if a demon from the depths of hell, wanting to drag the entire world into an endless abyss.

"What kind of monster is that?!" March 7th exclaimed, her face pale as paper.

"Oh no, it's Sunday! He has completely lost his sanity and turned into a monster that only knows how to destroy!" Welt Yang's face changed drastically, his tone filled with despair.

"Then what should we do now?" Yanqing clenched his fists, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger, but he also had to admit that facing such a terrifying existence, they mortals had no power to resist at all.

"Run! Run quickly!"

Welt Yang made a decisive decision; he knew that staying here now was a dead end.

Yanqing and the others also knew the situation was urgent, not daring to hesitate at all, turning around and running.

However, they hadn't run far when a hair-raising sound came from behind them:

"Want to run? You can't escape! Hahaha..."

That huge figure actually chased up at an astonishing speed; every step taken made the earth tremble violently, as if the entire world was trembling under his feet.

"Damn it! How is this guy's speed so fast?!" Yanqing looked back, his heart turning cold.

"Don't look back, run quickly!" Welt Yang shouted.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't shake off the pursuit of that huge figure.

Watching that figure getting closer and closer, Yanqing and the others felt filled with despair.

Just at this moment, a golden light, like lightning tearing through the night sky, descended from the sky, smashing fiercely onto that huge figure.

Boom!

A deafening loud noise, the huge figure was forced back several steps by the golden light, and the black flames burning on his body also dimmed a bit.

"Who is it?!"

That figure let out an angry roar, his voice filled with disbelief.

Yanqing and the others also raised their heads to look, only to see a familiar figure floating in mid-air, holding a golden long spear in his hand, golden light emanating from his body, illuminating the entire world.

"General!"

"General Hearing Jing Yuan!"

Yanqing and the others were ecstatic to see the person who had arrived, as if seeing a ray of hope in the abyss of despair.

"You all leave first, leave this to me."

Hearing Jing Yuan looked down at Yanqing and the others, his tone calm, as if talking about a trivial matter.

"But, General, you alone..." Yanqing still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Hearing Jing Yuan waving his hand.

"Don't worry, I have my own measures."

Hearing Jing Yuan finished speaking, no longer paying attention to Yanqing and the others, but turned to look at that huge figure, cold killing intent flickering in his eyes.

"Hearing Jing Yuan! You ant, daring to be presumptuous before this seat!"

Sunday's voice was like rolling thunder, deafening. His huge body appeared and disappeared in the black mist, as if a volcano about to erupt, emanating suffocating pressure.

"Sunday, you are crazy!" Hearing Jing Yuan floated in mid-air, the golden long spear pointing at Sunday, his tone carrying a hint of pity, "You, in order to escape disaster, actually want to drag the entire universe into a fake dreamscape; you are deceiving yourself and others, and will eventually harm others and yourself!"

"Presumptuous! What do you know?!" Sunday roared, "Only by taking everything into my control can I resist disaster, can I create an eternal paradise! You mortals will only be crushed like ants; only by becoming a part of my dreamscape can you obtain true salvation!"

"Stubborn!" Hearing Jing Yuan didn't talk nonsense anymore, the light of the long spear in his hand flourished, golden star power surging like a volcanic eruption, turning into a huge pillar of light, rushing straight into the sky!

"Star Fall!"

The golden pillar of light penetrated the sky, as if splitting the entire world into two; even those monsters who were originally arrogant, before this power that could destroy heaven and earth, were trembling like ants.

"Small tricks!" Sunday snorted coldly, black mist gathering before him, forming a huge shield, trying to block this earth-shattering strike.

However, he clearly underestimated Hearing Jing Yuan's power, or rather, he overestimated himself.

The golden pillar of light easily penetrated the black shield, like a red-hot knife cutting through butter, without any obstruction, finally smashing fiercely onto Sunday's chest.

"Ah!"

Sunday let out a shrill scream, his huge body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing everything along the way to pieces.

"How is it possible? Your... how can your power be so powerful?!" Sunday struggled to stand up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand why a mortal could erupt with such terrifying power; this had completely exceeded his cognition.

"You don't want to know why I have such power?" Hearing Jing Yuan slowly flew before Sunday, the golden long spear pointing at his brow, "I will tell you now."

"I am an Aeon, the embodiment of the universe's will, the warrior who protects everything!"

"Everything you have done violates the will of the universe and will be judged by me!"

"Now, accept your fate!"

As soon as Hearing Jing Yuan's words fell, the long spear in his hand flourished with light again, golden star power surging like a tide, condensing into a dazzling star at the tip of the spear.

That star, as if it were a miniature of the universe, contained endless energy, emanating heart-palpitating light.

"No! Don't!" Sunday finally felt the threat of death; he wanted to escape in terror, but discovered that he had been imprisoned by an invisible force and couldn't move at all.

"Star Annihilation!"

Hearing Jing Yuan did not hesitate, the long spear in his hand stabbing out fiercely, and that dazzling star also turned into a golden stream of light, instantly penetrating Sunday's body.

150. 【Don't listen to his ghost talk!】

"Ah!"

Sunday let out his last desperate scream, his body collapsing rapidly, turning into countless black fragments, dissipating in the air.

Those black mists shrouding the Time Theater also gradually dissipated with Sunday's demise, revealing the original starry sky.

However, this starry sky was no longer that fake tranquility, but was filled with dense cracks, like a broken mirror, reflecting the chaotic scene of another world.

"Disaster..."

Hearing Jing Yuan looked at that broken starry sky, his heart filled with heaviness.

He knew that this battle was far from over.

Sunday was just a pawn of the Disaster Empire, a vanguard officer.

The real enemy was far more powerful and terrifying than he had imagined.

But he would not retreat, nor would he give up.

To protect everything he cherished, he would spare no cost to fight the Disaster Empire to the end!

Just at this moment, behind him, a familiar call suddenly rang out:

"General!"

Hearing Jing Yuan looked back, only to see Yanqing, March 7th, Stelle, and Welt Yang standing not far away, looking at him with worry.

"I'm fine." Hearing Jing Yuan smiled slightly at them, signaling that he was safe and sound.

Yanqing and the others breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly to Hearing Jing Yuan's side.

"General, it's really great that you're okay." March 7th looked at Hearing Jing Yuan, her eyes filled with concern.

"Yeah, General, you don't know how worried we were when you were fighting that monster just now." Stelle also said.

"Aren't I fine?" Hearing Jing Yuan patted Stelle on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I am an Aeon, not so easily defeated."

"Aeon..."

Welt Yang looked at Hearing Jing Yuan.

He had lived for so long, seen too many storms and waves, and seen too many brilliant geniuses.

But like Hearing Jing Yuan, transforming from an ordinary General into a god controlling the power of the stars in a short time, this was the first time he had seen it.

He knew that from now on, Hearing Jing Yuan would no longer be just the General belonging to the Xianzhou, but the guardian of the entire universe, the hope of all civilizations.

"Hearing Jing Yuan, what do you plan to do next?" Welt Yang asked.

"I am going to the Disaster Empire," Hearing Jing Yuan looked at that broken starry sky and said firmly, "I am going to their lair to completely end this catastrophe!"

"But, General, we don't even know where the Disaster Empire's lair is." March 7th said.

"I know."

An ethereal voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.