Chapter 398: Killing (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Success?"

Seeing Xu Sanyang's nuclear explosion devastate numerous Fire Clan camps, the green virus spreading wildly across the planet, Afu and Qiu Yan's faces broke into faint smiles.

Once the subordinate legions are wiped out, Tu Ya Hu Luo is merely an ordinary Ninth Realm combatant!

Even Xu Sanyang, armored and fighting, could hold his own for a few exchanges.

When that unreliable captain shows up, victory will be instantly secured!

At that moment, a flash of fire blazed across the sky—a giant over ten meters tall, its entire body engulfed in flames, with twisted black horns growing from its head, stepped through the void.

"Humans… provoking the Fire Clan is the greatest mistake you've ever made!"

It roared, slamming its palm forward.

Whoosh!

The void rippled, then shattered outright!

"Tenth Realm combatant?!"

Xu Sanyang recoiled, his palms moving in rapid succession as glowing orbs filled with auroras emerged and exploded midair, forming massive mushroom clouds.

But it was useless!

The shattered void became a black hole, like a monstrous maw, swallowing the nuclear mushroom clouds whole!

Before a Tenth Realm combatant capable of shattering space, even a Ninth Realm's Nuclear Palm seemed pale in comparison.

"Ahh!"

The terrifying spatial fissure, like a monstrous beast's gaping maw, instantly swallowed Afu, Qiu Yan, and Green…

In an instant, these three Eighth Realm professionals were dead.

This is the cruelty of war!

Feynli screamed, her armor instantly coalescing into a white giant sphere, propelled by countless rockets, accelerating her toward the edge of the universe.

On Xu Sanyang's forehead, the Solar Mark appeared; his eyes turned crimson.

All his efforts, all his struggles… seemed only to let him and Feynli live a few seconds longer than the others.

…

In an unknown room, a strange spindle machine slowly turned; on the screen beside it, lines of text appeared:

【The Blue Star Federation has declared war on the Fire Clan. They never imagined that starting a war doesn't guarantee its end—will the operation to lure and capture the Outer God truly succeed?】

【The Federation's Tenth Realm professional, "Mind Master" Turing, has controlled numerous Fire Clan slaves. This time, most of his slaves will be exposed prematurely…】

【All the Martial Gods participating in this war will die! Duan Hai Ru, Fang Xing, all of them…】

【Tu Ya Hu Luo has secretly ascended to Emperor rank. This is the confidence he'll use to challenge other Emperors after completing his mission… On Blood Fire Star, his power is nearly top-tier among Tenth Realm beings… Xu Sanyang is dead, then Fang Xing is dead…】

But quickly, the final line was swiftly deleted and replaced with a new one:

【Fang Xing chose to launch a surprise attack—he, armored, possesses Tenth Realm combat power. Will he truly go unnoticed?】

…

"Fate…"

Meanwhile, in some corner of the Blue Star Federation, an old man with snow-white hair and eyes filled entirely with white stared blankly ahead.

In his cloudy gaze, it seemed as if he saw a river of fate, countless threads connecting everything.

At this moment, an abnormal "disturbance" appeared.

"The Laplace Demon wants all the Martial Gods to meet their destined deaths… but it never imagined that if even one Martial God breaks free from the fate it describes, fate's backlash will severely damage its power and expose its true weakness…"

The old man with white hair pressed his communication device: "Ready?"

"Of course…"

As a deep voice echoed, the planet where Saint Armor University was located suddenly began to tremble…

…

Shhh!

Tu Ya Hu Luo, who had been chasing Xu Sanyang, suddenly crossed his arms before him.

In the void, a bone scythe had appeared without warning.

The scythe traced a subtle arc and crashed down.

The blade's light swept across his body—and even across the blood-red planet behind him.

Within the blade's glow, an extremely fine spatial crack appeared, instantly shattering the void.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The void shattered like dominoes, collapsing into a terrifying black hole that swallowed the blood-red planet behind both combatants…

"No!"

Tu Ya Hu Luo's eyes bulged with rage.

This planet wasn't just his camp—it was his weapon, his fortress…

If he trained more elite guards, using Fire Clan techniques to mold his legions, the boost it gave him would push him further within the Tenth Realm!

But now… everything was destroyed!

"Go!"

Fang Xing appeared, a gravitational force emerging to bolster Xu Sanyang and Feynli, hurling them far away.

Combat between Tenth Realm planet-destroyers was beyond their involvement!

"Human Tenth Realm powerhouse! I, Tu Ya Hu Luo, will kill you… and stain my battle robe with your blood!"

This was a Fire Clan custom: collecting the bodily materials of powerful enemies as trophies.

To Tu Ya, Fang Xing had merely gotten lucky with a surprise attack to destroy his planet.

Now, with full strength, he still held overwhelming advantage against a human Ninth Realm Martial God with Tenth Realm combat power.

After all, armored Martial Gods were said to possess Tenth Realm combat power, but they were essentially no more than beginners in the Tenth Realm.

Compared to true Tenth Realm professionals, they still fell short.

And Tu Ya Hu Luo had already broken through to the Tenth Realm!

"Boring," Fang Xing remarked coolly.

He stood there in the vacuum of space, clad in black, his spine like a dragon, his blood and qi surging skyward, forming the Great Sun Tathagata Body.

His Martial Soul dominated all, absorbing all cosmic energy and radiation.

Whoosh!

Tu Ya moved instantly, his fists like twin hammers, roaring as they crashed forward.

Wherever he passed, space shattered completely, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Swoosh!

At the instant Tu Ya moved, Fang Xing clenched his right hand.

Part of the Black Death emerged from the void; its arm transformed into a black long spear, gripped firmly in Fang Xing's hand.

This was a deeper application of spatial laws.

He thrust the spear forward, like a coiling dragon; crimson threads emerged, forming a ferocious fire-elemental beast.

The beast roared to the heavens, a point of crimson light exploding—its power rivaling Tu Ya's exactly.

Eighteen Flames Spear—God of Fire's Wrath!

Swoosh!

One spear thrust flicked upward, sending Tu Ya's twin fists flying, forcing his massive form to stagger backward.

【Though my understanding of the Fire Law and the Death Law embedded in my armor are nearly equal… one is my own, the other is armor-given—flexibility differs vastly.】

【Moreover… I have a spear technique specifically designed to complement my Fire Law understanding!】

Eighteen Flames Spear was originally a Star Lord-level martial art, crafted specifically for explosive power.

With identical law comprehension, one with technique, one without—power naturally differs by heaven and earth.

This is the very reason Fang Xing dared stay behind to kill Tu Ya alone!

【Now, with the Black Death's amplification, my base strength is Tenth Realm. I also have the Flame Heart—a Tenth Realm law comprehension!】

【Combined with the Eighteen Flames Spear technique, the boost I gain likely places me among the strongest in the Tenth Realm.】

【Who wins and who loses? Only battle will tell.】

Fang Xing's spear shot out like a dragon, its head spewing fire.

This fire was no ordinary flame—it burned in the vacuum of space, powerful enough to ignite entire planets into ash.

He twisted his spearhead, instantly summoning a sky of fiery trees and silver blossoms, sealing off every escape route for Tu Ya.

"Can a human Martial God be this strong?"

Tu Ya's eyes widened.

Fang Xing moved with his spear; the spearhead shattered space continuously, sparks flaring.

【Eighteen Flames Spear must be wielded according to different levels of Fire Law comprehension.】

【Planetary-level law comprehension reaches its limit at "God of Fire's Wrath."】

【But my current law comprehension has reached Tenth Realm stellar level!】

Fang Xing thrust his spear—this strike was heavy as a planet rolling forward.

But the instant it touched Tu Ya Hu Luo, the entire planet ignited, expanding billions of times in an instant, transforming into a blazing star!

Blinding light and heat nearly swallowed Tu Ya Hu Luo whole.

Even the star continued expanding, like a crimson giant, its stellar flames wrapping Tu Ya entirely, refining away his layered defenses…

Eighteen Flames Spear—"Star Like Fire"

This is a killing technique that can only be cast after attaining the third stage of fire principle comprehension!

"Ah!"

Tu Ya let out a shriek, spreading his arms to shatter the void defense—but from the shattered space, countless stellar flames erupted, burning away his defenses, physique, soul… everything!

His limbs began to turn to ash.

As Tu Ya tried to roar again, a flash of firelight pierced the void—a spear tip, as if piercing through space itself, landed on his throat and lightly flicked upward.

The searing light and heat obliterated Tu Ya's soul outright; his massive head shot upward, while the rest of his body turned to ash…

"Tu Ya Huo Luo… you are the first Level-Ten practitioner I have slain. I will remember you."

Fang Xing's long spear, like a stream of black water, merged into his black attire as he gazed silently into the cosmic void.

…

At the very moment Fang Xing slew Tu Ya Huo Luo.

Within the Blue Star Federation.

"It's here! The backlash of fate!"

The old man, with white beard and hair, was both excited and stunned: "It's not from Duanhai Wu Shen… but from another Wu Shen?!"

"Good… this is better… This is the true backlash of fate—not one influenced by me."

His gaze instantly followed the invisible connection to a mundane planet.

Inside an ordinary building, between the thirteenth and fourteenth floors, a new floor had suddenly appeared—containing only one room.

Inside the room stood a massive spinning wheel and a screen.

But now, before the text could even appear on the screen, it turned into droplets of blood, falling one by one, turning the once calm and silent room into something terrifying.

"First Generation, the coordinates have been sent to you."

The white-bearded elder spoke calmly.

The next instant.

The once ordinary, Pingfan planet vanished instantly.

In the universe, only a single ordinary room floated in stillness.

Through the cracked walls, the prophetic machine within could still be seen.

A mechanical planet had, at some unknown moment, descended into this region of space, streams of light filling all around.

The campaign against Laplace's Demon has begun…

(End of Chapter)