The first large-scale war after the opening of the super-large battlefield also drew the attention of the twelfth-rank ultimate beings.
“The Insect’s Nightmare Realm was crafted using the Nightmare Heart, a twelfth-rank soul treasure,” one of them commented.
“That Nightmare Heart drifted into the universe from the chaotic void and ended up in the hands of the Insect’s Metamorphic Empress.”
“Using the Nightmare Heart as the primary material, the Nightmare Realm was forged to exhibit unimaginable suppression effects on souls.”
The twelfth-rank ultimate beings observed the core battlefield, exchanging insights.
The Nightmare Heart was not something the universe could produce. It came from the vast chaotic void, inherently suppressing all soul forces.
The Insect’s Metamorphic Empress had poured immense effort and resources into crafting the Nightmare Realm, a ancestral weapon for their race.
In the hands of the Insect Empress, the power of the Nightmare Realm was on par with humanity’s “Virtual Reality.”
“Nightmare Realm?”
The nine strongest ones of the Human Civilization, including Xia Qin, glanced at the Insect Alliance.
“It’s fine,” Xuanyuan, the strongest one, spoke for the first time.
The stronger the ultimate weapon, the higher the requirements for its wielder.
Weapons like the Nightmare Realm and the Angelic Crown, even when wielded by an eleventh-rank life form through “clever” methods, could only unleash slightly stronger power than ordinary ultimate weapons.
Among the treasures Xuanyuan had given Xuanyuan Dou, there were plenty of countermeasures to block the Nightmare Realm.
Before the super-large battlefield was opened, humanity had already conducted numerous simulations and predictions.
The Insect’s Nightmare Realm was entirely within their expectations.
“But the Milky Way Star Lord...” Xuanyuan showed a hint of doubt.
Then, the next moment, a figure descended into the center of the battle between humanity and the Insect.
It was none other than the Milky Way Star Lord. With a light stomp, terrifying space-time fluctuations transformed into a millstone, tearing apart countless Insect warriors.
The Insect mother nests, like fragile boats on a turbulent sea, teetered on the edge of collapse.
Deep within the Insect Alliance, the mother nest controlling the Nightmare Realm was pushed back a great distance. The “palace” atop it spun erratically, seemingly struck by a powerful blow.
“This...”
In an instant, all the twelfth-rank ultimate beings focused their attention on the battle between humanity and the Insect.
Previously, most twelfth-rank ultimate beings had been watching the intense battles among the Calamity Clan, the Universe Clan, and others.
Especially the Calamity Clan, where their strongest eleventh-ranker was single-handedly suppressing the strongest eleventh-rankers of other peak factions, leaving them powerless.
Many twelfth-rank ultimate beings hoped to glean insights into the methods of the two twelfth-rank ultimates of the Calamity Clan by observing their strongest eleventh-ranker.
But now?
“The Milky Way Star Lord nearly swept through the Insect Alliance with just one stomp?”
“Even the Nightmare Realm was disrupted, halting its soul suppression?”
“What treasure did the Milky Way Star Lord use? Could he have brought humanity’s ultimate foundation into this?”
The twelfth-rank ultimate beings exchanged astonished glances.
At the very least, the Milky Way Star Lord’s current displayed strength was undoubtedly on par with the strongest eleventh-ranker of the Calamity Clan.
In fact, it took nearly ten strongest eleventh-rankers, wielding strongest weapons, to barely hold back the Calamity Clan’s strongest eleventh-ranker.
At the battlefield’s center, Lin Yuan surveyed his surroundings. He had delayed revealing himself until now because, at the start of the large-scale battle, many eleventh-rankers were still outside his effective range.
This effective range, centered on Lin Yuan, spanned a diameter of 700B miles.
This distance was the maximum size of Lin Yuan’s inner world. By activating his divine ability, “World,” everything within this range became part of Lin Yuan’s domain.
It wasn’t that Lin Yuan’s attacks were limited to this range.
Rather, beyond this range, he couldn’t guarantee a kill.
After all, many eleventh-rank powerhouses carried strongest weapons for protection.
Facing tens of thousands of opponents, Lin Yuan’s power would be spread thin, and the distance made it difficult to eliminate those who fled with strongest weapons.
But within 700B miles, it was a different story.
Within the “World” domain, Lin Yuan’s strength was maximized.
“It’s about time.”
Lin Yuan remained calm, aware of the attention from tens of thousands of eleventh-rank powerhouses.
When he descended and stomped, causing chaos in the Insect Alliance, the other peak factions also took note.
Such overwhelming strength left all the eleventh-rank powerhouses dumbfounded.
“Divine Ability: World!”
With a thought, Lin Yuan activated the imprint of the “World” divine ability within his body. Instantly, threads of world energy radiated from him, permeating the 700B -mile radius.
Since entering the super-large battlefield, Lin Yuan had been suppressing his power, waiting for this moment.
If he revealed his true strength prematurely, the powerhouses from the various peak factions wouldn’t have gathered here, allowing him to slaughter them.
Though Lin Yuan’s presence guaranteed humanity’s dominance on the super-large battlefield, without eliminating the eleventh-rank powerhouses of other races, where would he find the resources to cultivate his “Mysterious Emperor Body”?
Rumble.
An oppressive aura enveloped the 700B -mile radius. Tens of thousands of eleventh-rank powerhouses felt their physical and soul strengths suppressed.
This wasn’t an ordinary suppression but a complete one, leaving them with less than one percent of their full power.
Under the “World” divine ability, Lin Yuan’s strength was unparalleled. Ordinary eleventh-rank powerhouses could be crushed instantly.
Even perfected eleventh-rankers with strongest weapons could last only a few breaths.
“What’s happening?”
“My power is suppressed by ninety-nine percent?”
“It’s the Milky Way Star Lord! The suppression originates from him!”
The eleventh-rank powerhouses quickly realized something was amiss. From the moment the Milky Way Star Lord appeared, everything had changed.
A moment ago, they had been shocked by his stomp. Now, they were trapped within the “World” domain, like fish in a barrel.
“Retreat! Get away from the Milky Way Star Lord!”
“Escape and see if we can break free from this suppression!”
Almost simultaneously, the eleventh-rank powerhouses abandoned their fights and fled toward the edges of the battlefield.
Instinct told them that hesitation would mean certain death. In this dire situation, the various peak factions had an unprecedented unity of purpose: escape.
“Escape? Can you escape?”
Lin Yuan stood at the center of the “World” domain. As the divine ability’s caster, he had complete control over everything within 700B miles.
The expressions and auras of the fleeing eleventh-rank powerhouses were clear to him.
“Die.”
Activating the “World” divine ability, Lin Yuan unleashed the immense energy of the 700B -mile radius, crushing all foreign powerhouses except those of the Human Civilization Alliance.
The “World” divine ability lasted only six seconds.
From its activation to the domain’s establishment, merely a thousandth of a second had passed.
Boom.
Vast world energy surged and crushed.
Within just one second, the first wave of crushing eliminated all eleventh-rank powerhouses from the first to the fourth tiers who lacked strongest weapon protection.
Among the tens of thousands of eleventh-rank powerhouses in the battlefield, ninety percent were below the fifth tier.
Now, after just the first wave, ninety percent of them were obliterated, leaving only a few thousand fifth-tier and higher powerhouses.
Those who survived did so not because of their strength—to Lin Yuan, there was little difference between the first and fifth tiers.
Their survival was thanks to their strongest weapons, which belonged to the twelfth-rank category.
However, even those protected by strongest weapons were pale and shaken. The remaining energy that penetrated their defenses severely injured them.
“Even with my sacred armor, I couldn’t fully block it?” An eleventh-rank powerhouse of the Tianyu Clan exclaimed in terror.
“What kind of ability is this?”
He looked around and saw that ninety percent of his clan’s eleventh-rank powerhouses had been reduced to ash. Only a few, protected by strongest weapons, remained.
“Run.”
“We can’t stay here any longer.”
This eleventh-rank powerhouse panicked. Never before, except when facing a twelfth-rank ultimate being, had he felt such despair.
But under the suppression of the “World” domain, his escape speed was agonizingly slow.
He hadn’t fled far when the second wave of crushing descended.
Lin Yuan estimated that his “World” domain could complete five waves of crushing in its six-second duration.
The final second would be used to detonate the domain. The resulting explosion of the 700B-mile “World” would unleash catastrophic power.
“Ahhh!”
With the second wave, the Tianyu Clan’s eleventh-rank powerhouse, despite his strongest weapon protection, couldn’t withstand the residual energy. His body and soul were obliterated.
Two seconds had passed.
The second wave of crushing was complete.
This time, one-fifth of the remaining eleventh-rank powerhouses with strongest weapons fell. Among the sixth-tier perfected eleventh-rankers, even with strongest weapons, most were barely holding on.
“I can’t underestimate these eleventh-rankers,” Lin Yuan thought as the third second began, unleashing the third wave of crushing.
Boom.
Fifth-tier powerhouses fell rapidly. Sixth-tier perfected eleventh-rankers were trembling, their souls on the verge of collapse.
“Flee!”
“What’s going on?”
“Is this the Milky Way Star Lord’s doing?”
“How can he possess such terrifying power?”
“It must be a twelfth-rank ultimate being violating the accord and attacking us.”
The anguished cries of the eleventh-rank powerhouses echoed across the battlefield. To them, only a twelfth-rank ultimate being could wield such devastating power.
Three seconds had passed.
Few fifth-tier powerhouses remained, and sixth-tier perfected eleventh-rankers began to fall.
Strongest weapons varied in type. Some specialized in offense, while others in defense. Those with offensive strongest weapons were less protected than lower-tier powerhouses with defensive ones.
The fourth second arrived.
“Am I going to die?”
The Divine King despaired. The relentless crushing had brought this perfected eleventh-ranker to the brink of death.
If not for his strongest weapon, he wouldn’t have lasted the first second.
“The Milky Way Star Lord?”
Before his body and soul disintegrated, the Divine King stopped fleeing and looked back at the Milky Way Star Lord standing in the battlefield’s center.
Not long ago, upon learning that the Milky Way Star Lord was the Human Blood Rain, he had felt a mix of disbelief and hope that their gap might not be as vast as in the two-dimensional world.
But now?
Tens of thousands of eleventh-rank powerhouses, even those with strongest weapons, couldn’t last a few seconds before the Milky Way Star Lord.
“I...”
The Divine King’s thoughts ceased as his avatar on the battlefield perished completely.
Lin Yuan surveyed the area.
When the “World” divine ability first manifested, the tens of thousands of eleventh-rank powerhouses had caused great commotion, struggling against the suppression.
But after the first second, when ninety percent of them had died, the battlefield became quieter, though anguished screams and roars of defiance lingered.
By the second, third, and fourth seconds, silence reigned within the “World” domain.
After four waves of crushing, even the strongest sixth-tier perfected eleventh-rankers had perished. Only a few of the strongest eleventh-rankers from various peak factions remained, barely clinging to life.
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