My gorgeous wife Chapter 2462 - 2430: They’re All Dead

Starry Universe.

It’s the banquet of cultivators, a brilliant era.

Also... the banquet era of endings.

This is what everyone perceives of the current Starry Universe.

Everything, in this banquet era, is headed toward an ending.

Either all the disasters and misfortunes are ending, or it’s the end of Starry Universe civilization.

Therefore, this is an era of endings.

"Siii la———"

Amidst the void, the body of a top Soul Realm expert with cultivation reaching the Soul Realm Third Layer is abruptly torn apart.

You can clearly see, in the void, a mass of ’Mercury’ moving slowly.

Soon, the mass of ’Mercury’ coalesces into a humanoid form.

The face of the humanoid gradually reveals a cold and indifferent expression.

Looking at the expert torn apart, this expert who seemed to be formed of mercury reached out and grasped a Divine Soul attempting to escape rapidly, ravaging it fiercely with the violent Cultivation Aura and Divine Soul Force.

"Ah!!"

The Divine Soul, in unwillingness and fury... self-destructed.

"Boom!!!"

The starry sky quaked, the humanoid once again exploded into dispersing ’mercury’.

After a while, it gathered again.

Looking at the direction where the expert’s Divine Soul self-destructed earlier, the ’Mercury People’ revealed a look of cold disdain: "Damn low-level creatures, couldn’t they just obediently die? So weak yet still must struggle at death’s door."

At this moment, another voice came from behind the ’Mercury People’.

"Even a scrap like you from the Era-Ancient Civilization dares to call us weak?"

The ’Mercury People’ hesitated, then their expression changed instantly.

The Domain Realm opened immediately, while simultaneously turning around to unleash a Divine Skill.

However.

It hit nothing.

"Weak! Truly weak." The voice came again: "Tsk tsk, with your level of weakness, looks like even standing before me, you can’t hurt me. I had such high expectations of you."

The ’Mercury People’ heard this and became even colder.

"Your cultivation is higher than mine, does bullying the small really show your strength?"

The indistinguishable voice seemed to sneer: "Higher cultivation? Bullying the small? You mechanical civilization monster, open your eyes wide and see what cultivation your ancestor has!"

In front of the ’Mercury People’, a figure slowly walked out.

Surrounded by sinister Demonic Qi, yet this Qi was incomparably pure, without any impurity.

And their cultivation was... Soul Realm Third Layer, Ninth Order Peak!

"I thought it was some Palm Realm monster, turns out just a Soul Realm," the ’Mercury People’ saw the figure ahead and smiled: "In that case, you will die along with that torn-up guy!"

"Die?" The figure grinned: "To want the life of your ancestor, see if you have the skill."

"Then you can go... What the hell is this?!"

The expert from the mechanical civilization suddenly felt their Divine Soul was covered by something, with the cultivation within and the speed of the law’s operation all rapidly depleting.

Soon, they found even motion was becoming difficult.

While their nape felt like a cold wind was blowing, yet in their Soul observation, there was nothing!

Seeing the Era-Ancient Civilization expert suddenly immobilized, Fan Bayin grinned, reaching out with a bizarre gesture.

"Nine Ghosts Funeral!"

Beside the ’Mercury People’, nine eerie ghostly shadows appeared, eighteen hands simultaneously stretched out and pressed on all energy operation nodes of the ’Mercury People’.

"Boom!!!"

Violent energy surged, the ’Mercury People’ exploded fiercely, turning into sky-filled liquid particles.

"You can’t kill me, you low-level creatures can’t understand our mechanical civilization’s genetic engineering. Physical means want to destroy me, unless you’re Palm Realm, it’s impossible! And the Divine Soul, do you have such a powerful Divine Soul? Hahaha!!" This Era-Ancient Civilization ’Mercury People’ was evidently in madness.

"When my body recovers, I’ll crush your bones inch by inch, then stomp you to death!!"

"You won’t have the chance."

As the ’Mercury People’s voice just fell, a grim and raspy voice came again.

Amidst the starry sky, a gigantic ghost head suddenly appeared.

Before the ’Mercury People’ could gather, the ghost head swallowed all scattered ’droplets’.

Faintly, when the ghost head swallowed, some weak heartrending screams were still audible.

From the shadow, another figure walked out.

"Old Devil, why’d you come to my side?" Fan Bayin looked at the man before him and couldn’t help but frown.

Shi Ying shook his head but did not speak.

Seeing Shi Ying’s expression, Fan Bayin’s heart trembled.

"Hundred Battles Cosmic City, fallen?"

Shi Ying silently nodded, then said in a raspy voice: "I don’t know what madness the Soul Tribe was in, sending five Dao Saints and forty Heaven and Earth Realm to attack Hundred Battles Cosmic City. Yet stationed there were only two Dao Saints, not even as many Ancient Ancestors as them, even perish together only took three Dao Saints with them, but they still had one extra. Thus, Hundred Battles Cosmic City... is destroyed."

Fan Bayin clenched his fists, speechless.

For he knows, this is not the end.

Although the Starry Universe had prepared for war years before, once in battle, some things are unpredictable.

But that was an entire Cosmic City!!

In that one Cosmic City, there were billions of lives!

Among these lives, some were even their descendants.

Yet, it was just broken.

The Era-Ancient Civilization never liked leaving survivors.

The Cosmic City’s destruction means...

"Old Devil you..."

"My first son, who accompanied me for thirty million years, is dead."

"My first grandson, who accompanied me for twenty-five million years, is also dead."

"And other descendants, all are dead."

"All dead."

This man once called Mad Dog, the King of the Netherworld, suddenly broke down.

Facing an old friend who had been with him since Earth for over eighty million years, he no longer needed to hide himself.

Two lines of murky old tears flowed down Shi Ying’s cheeks.

"They are all dead!!!"

Fan Bayin stepped forward, hugging Shi Ying, gently patted his old friend’s shoulder.

"You’re still alive!" Fan Bayin hugged the breaking Shi Ying tightly, spoke calmly: "As long as we live, we still have the chance for revenge!"

Where Shi Ying couldn’t see, Fan Bayin’s eyes erupted with astonishing killing intent.

"We will settle this score sooner or later!!"