Chapter 223

As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, you can't avoid getting your shoes wet. Over these hundred years, Xiao Yu has relied on his advanced detection instruments to constantly hunt the immortal divine spirits of the Alien Tribe.

In the depths of a mountain range shrouded in mist, he leisurely soaked in a hot spring with a diameter of nearly five hundred kilometers.

This hot spring was discovered ten years ago when he hunted a squad of Marquess-ranked demons from the Demon Race.

After a hundred years of nonstop hunting, he was a bit tired, so he prepared to rest comfortably here for a while before resuming his actions.

Suddenly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, nine beams of light shot forward at light speed, rushing straight at Xiao Yu; the nine attacks were immensely powerful and savage, so much that even cosmic space could not withstand them and shattered.

"Not good." Xiao Yu thought.

In the next instant, he already appeared tens of thousands of kilometers up in the sky.

Then he saw that nine pyramid-shaped spaceships were floating all around him; judging from the angle of the nine beams just now, they must have been emitted by these nine pyramid spaceships.

"Mechanical Race?" Xiao Yu thought, "I didn't come looking for you, yet you came looking for me."

The bottoms of the nine pyramid spaceships split open directly, revealing hatchways hundreds of meters wide.

In midair.

Here, neither Xiao Yu nor the Mechanical Race can instantaneously teleport; they can only fly.

Dense silver light flew out from the bases, interconnecting to envelop a million-kilometer radius centered on Xiao Yu.

……

Through consciousness communicating with the space-time origin fluctuations, Xiao Yu immediately sensed that the surrounding space had been sealed, rendering his teleportation ability unusable.

Each of those nine pyramid ships is considerably stronger than his custom F9-grade spaceship.

"Xiao Yu, our detection instruments cannot detect the target; it must be shielded. The enemy possesses detection equipment more advanced than ours." The mist consciousness communicated, "Our detection instruments are more advanced than theirs, so the enemy's strength is at least that of a Seal King powerhouse."

The moment Xiao Yu reached midair, he issued the order: "Attack, Plan 001!"

"Little brat, you actually mastered instant teleport. Looks like I have to go all out now, or you might get away." In midair several million li away from Xiao Yu, Ciweiman was watching this scene with interest from the spaceship's control room.

"It probably isn't Seal King level, otherwise they'd have instantaneously teleported over and started fighting." Xiao Yu transmitted.

The nine pyramid spaceships simultaneously emitted dazzling silver light, and their bases split open at the same time.

Boom—

For Xiao Yu, hunting the Mechanical Race only yields military merit but no soul power, making it not worth the effort, especially since there are too many Mechanical Puppets, making them tedious to kill; with that effort, he doesn't know how many immortal beings of the Alien Tribe he could have slain.

"Nine Absolutes Seal."

He still intended to try to see if he could directly kill the guy who ambushed him.

During the hundred years on the Yan Ji Da Lu continent, Xiao Yu generally would not actively hunt the Mechanical Race, and even if he encountered them he would make a detour beforehand.

His true trump card was a set of fearsome Mechanical Race weapons specially crafted for him by that Mechanical Race super-expert who, back when his master adventured with him through life-and-death trials, regarded him as a true brother.

"Damn, if I can't find the enemy's trail, I can't quickly end the battle, but I have the Venerable's Divine Armor; as long as the opponent isn't a supremely powerful existence among the Universe Venerables, I don't need to worry. Let's first see; if not, I'll teleport away." Xiao Yu weighed this in his mind.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Like countless locusts, black mechanical puppets shot out of the hatchways like lightning, with each pyramid spaceship spewing forth millions of black mechanical puppets.

"36 million!" Xiao Yu was astonished at the sight of the countless mechanical puppets in the nine directions.

Each of these black mechanical puppets is ten meters tall, bearing weapons such as great axes, battle knives, or huge swords on their backs; all are forged from F9-grade metal 'Black Swan Pattern Mother'.

Even though each mechanical puppet's strength is equivalent to a Ninth Stage Realm Lord, facing thirty-six million peak Realm Lords, even an invincible Seal King powerhouse would have to steer clear.

"The Mechanical Race person opposite is really rich; each of these mechanical puppets costs at least ten Mixed Yuan Units, and just these puppets alone amount to at least 360 million Mixed Yuan Units!" The mist sighed, "If it weren't for Xiao Yu previously contributing treasures to earn 1500 Heavy Treasure Points, this wealth would also be extremely extravagant for him."

Truly precise control generally tops out at around a million units; any more would definitely be wasteful.

Hum!

The nine legions each have four million F9-grade mechanical puppets, divided into four squadrons, each squadron with one million mechanical puppets.

At this moment, the million mechanical puppets of the squadron closest to Xiao Yu simultaneously gathered energy in their chests.

Boom!

A million light beams converged into a massive light pillar a hundred meters in diameter, which bombarded Xiao Yu.

Swish!

Xiao Yu instantly dodged, evading it.

Although he cannot instantaneously teleport, Xiao Yu's current grasp of space-time gives him an instantaneous speed that is incomparably swift.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The nine legions, thirty-six squadrons, took turns accumulating energy and launching attacks. As the distance closed, starting from the thirteenth barrage, even if Xiao Yu's dodging were superb and he relied on his own speed, he could not dodge them all.

In an instant, the Wings of Space-Time unfolded.

Through consciousness communicating with the space-time origin, he sensed via spatial fluctuations the moment each round of attack was launched; after the Wings of Space-Time increased acceleration nearly tenfold, each round of bombardment missed.

"Damn! Damn!"

"You can really dodge! You actually managed to evade my thirty-six waves of combined energy attacks." Ciweiman, who was controlling the entire battle from afar, fumed and ordered, "Begin the joint attack of the nine legions."

Initially the attacks were squadron versus squadron; even if the distance closed, as long as Xiao Yu's speed was sufficient and he was more agile, he could still dodge.

But when one squadron from each of the nine legions—nine directions, nine squadrons total—attacked simultaneously and coordinated, Xiao Yu would no longer be able to dodge.

Boom!

Unable to dodge, he could only harden his defense, which forced him to reveal some treasures; he decided to expose the defensive capability of the Wings of Space-Time, moving with his will, the silver Wings of Space-Time enveloped him entirely, the space-time origin surged, and waves of law fluctuations arose.

The space around Xiao Yu shattered, and spatial turbulence surged, as if adding an extra layer of defense.

The nine energy attacks from the nine directions, each comparable to a full-power strike of an early Seal King, were blocked by the layer of spatial turbulence.

"Release energy!"

"Flame mode, confinement style." Ciweiman in the distance issued the order again.

The originally dull-witted countless mechanical puppets instantly had their surfaces blaze with dazzling red light.

"These mechanical puppets are not cheap metal lumps; their energy core is also high-end. Such a mechanical puppet is worth at least nearly a thousand Mixed Yuan Units. Adding them all up, this must be, hundreds of billions of Mixed Yuan Units." Wu exclaimed.

Of course, among the Mechanical Race they would definitely be much cheaper.

Suddenly.

The surfaces of 36 million mechanical puppets burst into flames—whoa, neat and uniform—each drew the weapons on their backs: either battle axes, sabers, or greatswords.

All the mechanical puppets fiercely waved the weapons in their hands, pointing at Xiao Yu from afar.

"Beep!"

Flame energy quickly transformed through the great sword into a red light beam, shooting straight at Xiao Yu.

Tens of millions of red light beams converged, from all directions, actually forming a net-like shape, directly entangling toward Xiao Yu.

(End of chapter)