My gorgeous wife Chapter 2252 - 2220: Starry Sky River of Blood (Part 13)

"Kill!"

Two thousand clad in black armor stood silently amidst the starry sky, and with Li Chen’s command of slaughter, they erupted with a roar that echoed through the cosmos, their terrifying battle intent like countless fierce beasts awakening from slumber.

"Kill!!!"

These two thousand Black Armored Nether Army, had been nurtured for far more than a millennium.

Throughout the century-long battles and wars in the starry universe, even the Nether Army experienced casualties. But from these casualties arose an unyielding battle spirit more resilient than before, and an unwavering aura of slaughter.

The momentum of two thousand men wove into a single force, more overwhelming than even Li Chen and his companions at this moment!

"Alas, I’m really not good at fighting," lamented Suan Tian on the other side. At this moment, he had no choice but to step forward and block a weaker Palm Realm individual.

Three versus three, the last Palm Realm, though Middle Stage of the Heaven-Earth Realm, had to face top-tier Soul Realm experts like Li Chen, Ning Wangyang, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor, and Heavenly Venerable Qinglong.

Each of these people was just a step away from entering the Palm Realm.

Yet at this moment, he had to face four people!

And besides these four, there were two thousand slaughtering Black Armored Nether Army!

"Form battle formation, massacre!"

From within the two thousand Black Armored Nether Army came the command of the Battle General.

Even with such a large number, there was not a hint of chaos. A high realm meant a meticulous observation of power and details, which resulted in nearly flawless coordination.

A vast Qi Sword suddenly condensed in the void.

Though it was not a divine skill, with the collective effort of countless Nether Army warriors, it surpassed divine skills. Its overwhelming presence made even the Middle Stage Heaven-Earth Realm expert change color slightly.

This is the principle that many ants can bite a giant elephant to death. Moreover, the two thousand Black Armored Nether Army were no ants; they were two thousand strong cultivators of the Soul Realm!

"Palm Control!"

This powerful individual from the Yu Clan, at the Middle Stage of the Heaven-Earth Realm, extended his hand, using the Palm Domain to press down upon the towering Qi Sword.

This was a powerful method Behemoth used only in the end, yet he used it for the first time against the formidable Qi Sword.

"Crack!"

The immense Void Palm struck a massive crack into the Qi Sword, but it still barely held without shattering. Meanwhile, two thousand Black Armored Nether Army all developed bleeding corners of their mouths.

Despite their injuries, the Nether Army did not abandon the Qi Sword and resisted the enormous Void Palm.

At this moment, Heavenly Venerable Qinglong took the lead.

"Divine Skill—Heavenly Grinding Disc!"

Upon taking action, Qinglong transformed into his true form, a Divine Qingmu Dragon radiating bright light sauntered across the sky. Amidst Qinglong’s maneuvers, two colossal stone mills appeared in the starry sky, closing in on the Yu Clan powerhouse to grind him into nihility.

Simultaneously, Ning Wangyang also acted swiftly.

"Divine Skill—Storm of Wild Flames!"

A flamestorm transformed into a massive tornado, engulfing the immense Heavenly Grinding Disc, attempting to absorb and crush the Yu Clan Palm Realm expert.

"Hmph!!"

A cold snort emanated, and the Yu Clan expert, facing the two terrifying divine skills, showed no change in expression.

With a simple shake of his other arm,

"Thought Control!"

An invisible intention seemed to manifest between heaven and earth, halting the Heavenly Grinding Disc and even the flamestorm.

With a simple tremor, both the mill and the storm inexplicably dissipated.

As if the intention between heaven and earth did not permit their existence.

This is the power of the Palm Realm, truly ghostly divine methods, capable of erasing even the power of divine skills if desired.

Ning Wangyang and Heavenly Venerable Qinglong both trembled, stepping back with faintly cracking wounds, blood flowing.

By now, the Void Palm finally grasped the Sky-shocking Qi Sword smoothly, and amidst the cracking sounds, it shattered the enormous Qi Sword.

Nearly half of the two thousand Black Armored soldiers spewed blood and were flung back, weakening greatly.

And yet, just then, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor took his turn.

"Back when Die’er died at the hands of the Doomsday Beast Soul, it was you wretched Era-Ancient civilizations who were the true culprits," Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor stated with a stoic face, revealing a near-mad killing intent.

"Today, you’re here to pay for that debt!"

Taking initiative to join the battle, this was his path to revenge.

"Come, Weapons!"

With the utterance of these two simple words, the entire battlefield fell silent.

The next moment, only a few remaining, including Li Chen, Ning Wangyang, and the Palm Realm individuals, could hold their weapons in place. All weapons from the two thousand Black Armored Nether Army soared into the sky, uncontrollably flying toward Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor!

As more weapons flew over, there was no joy on Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor’s face, only an endless sense of sorrow.

For half of his life, he roamed freely, rising during the Revival Era after the silent universe. He reached the Ninth Order peak, unmatched by any.

Even in the Ancient Era, he was more promising than Suan Tian to reach the graspable Palm Realm.

Due to his daughter’s demise, he went mad, losing the rare opportunity and was sealed away, taking countless years to recover from the seal.

In retrospection, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor realized he was but a pawn in others’ hands.

His most cherished person had vanished eternally into the starry universe, leaving him with nothing.

What did he still have left?

Only an empty and weary heart.

Suddenly looking back, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor realized he was a solitary figure, having nothing left.

No treasure could ever amend the regrets of that Ancient battle, nor bring back his daughter’s life.

He, known across the starry sky for his treasures, ultimately found himself with nothing—all so laughable.

"In all my life, I loved mastering instruments, yet at this moment, I find myself utterly alone. How do possessions compare to emotions?" Spiritual Treasure’s voice carried a stark tone.

"Mastering objects, compared to objects?"

"There is none."

The sky filled with weapons, blossoming with brilliance more radiant than when by their owners’ side, as if expelling their final strength.

Two thousand spiritual treasures filled the sky as if two thousand hands were simultaneously controlling these spiritual treasure weapons.

Simultaneously, a great force erupted from Spiritual Treasure’s presence.

Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor, born in the Pioneering Era, rose during the Revival Era.

Dominated along the way, finally vanishing completely in the Ancient Era.

In the early Banquet Era, through a confrontation with Era-Ancient civilization powerhouses, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor comprehended the path of non-possession, achieving the Palm Realm.