Four seconds ago. Tens of thousands of eleventh-rank powerhouses were still engaged in a brutal battle.
Four seconds later.
Only fewer than a hundred of the strongest eleventh-rank individuals were struggling to resist.
Whoosh.
Lin Yuan moved slightly in thought, collecting a large number of strongest weapons and scattered treasures into his internal world.
Any treasures that could survive under the crushing force of four rounds of overwhelming cosmic power were naturally of immense value.
Those slightly inferior had already been crushed, turning into resources for cultivating the “Mysterious Emperor Body.”
On the side of the Human Civilization Alliance, Xuanyuan Dou and other perfected eleventh-rank evolvers stared blankly at the battlefield.
Under the looming threat of the Nightmare Realm and the Insect mother nests, Xuanyuan Dou had been prepared to use a trump card granted by a Strongest one of the Xuanyuan lineage to resist the influence of the Nightmare Realm.
But now?
Before he could act, the vast majority of the Insect Grand Alliance’s eleventh-rank powerhouses had been wiped out, leaving only five or six Insect mother nests barely surviving, while the rest had perished, and countless Insect warriors turned to ash.
“What happened?”
Xuanyuan Dou’s thoughts nearly froze. Although he could clearly see the scene before him, he still found it instinctively hard to believe.
Tens of thousands of eleventh-rank alien powerhouses were just… gone?
“It’s the Milky Way Star Lord!”
Xuanyuan Dou looked towards Lin Yuan in the distance.
Covered by his external world, all alien eleventh-ranks were suppressed, yet the eleventh-ranks of the Human Civilization Alliance remained unaffected.
With Xuanyuan Dou’s strength, he quickly realized the changes in the surrounding space-time. The source of these changes was none other than the Milky Way Star Lord in the distance.
“They’re dead, all dead.”
Beside him, a perfected eleventh-rank evolver muttered to himself, clearly shaken by the scene before him.
When had eleventh-rank powerhouses ever perished in such vast numbers like ants?
These were eleventh-ranks!
Not mere roadside cabbages.
Even Strongest ones wouldn’t act against so many eleventh-ranks, as such actions could easily provoke retaliation from other Strongest ones.
If you slaughter the eleventh-ranks of my race, I will slaughter yours in return.
“Milky Way Star Lord!!”
The strongest eleventh-rank of the Tianyu Clan, Celestial Feather Meng, turned around. She wore the Angelic Crown, which hung heavy curtains of light to block the crushing force of the four rounds of overwhelming cosmic power.
As the Tianyu Clan’s supreme artifact, the Angelic Crown was exceptionally versatile, excelling in both defense and offensive suppression.
“The Milky Way Star Lord? How is the Milky Way Star Lord so strong?”
The strongest eleventh-rank of the Calamity Clan also found it hard to believe. Sensing something amiss in the first second of the overwhelming cosmic power’s descent, he had immediately attempted to flee.
However, under the suppression of the cosmic force, he hadn’t gotten far before enduring the crushing force of four rounds of cosmic power.
Even as the strongest eleventh-rank of the Calamity Clan, he struggled to withstand the onslaught, sustaining injuries to his body and soul.
This was despite employing life-saving measures granted by his clan’s Strongest one. Without them, he might have already perished.
“How can a being below the twelfth rank possess such overwhelming strength?”
As the Calamity Clan’s most promising candidate for advancing to the twelfth rank, the strongest eleventh-rank was privy to many cultivation secrets and deeply aware of the limits of the eleventh rank.
By all measures, he was already at the threshold of the eleventh rank’s limits.
Yet now, before Lin Yuan, the so-called limits of the eleventh rank seemed laughable.
The strongest eleventh-ranks of the Tianyu Clan and Calamity Clan couldn’t fathom Lin Yuan’s terrifying strength.
But one thing was clear to all the powerhouses present—they needed to escape.
Escape as far as possible.
Staying any longer would mean death.
The strongest eleventh-ranks of various peak clans were already struggling under the first wave of the overwhelming cosmic power.
And then the fifth second quietly arrived.
The fifth wave of cosmic power began to descend, further decimating the surviving strongest eleventh-ranks, reducing their numbers by another third.
Powerhouses like “Qu Li Xiao,” who lacked ancestral weapons, saw their bodies and souls shattered in succession.
“We can’t wait any longer!”
The strongest eleventh-rank of the Calamity Clan roared. His eyes, like two miniature universes, wove together mysterious powers to tear open a pitch-black spatial rift, escaping the area encompassed by Lin Yuan’s external world in an instant.
Following this, the strongest eleventh-ranks like Celestial Feather Meng, armed with ancestral weapons, also used their trump cards left behind by Strongest ones, unleashing strikes with combat power indexes in the hundreds of thousands to forcibly tear open space and flee.
“They actually escaped from my ‘World’ divine power’s suppression?”
Through karmic sensing, Lin Yuan roughly pinpointed the positions of those strongest eleventh-ranks, only to find them swiftly concealed and weakened in various aspects, clearly hiding thoroughly.
“Was that the means of a true twelfth-rank?”
Lin Yuan gazed into the distance, his mind racing.
Shortly after the fifth wave of cosmic power descended, more than twenty of the strongest eleventh-ranks used their final trump cards to tear open space and leave the core battlefield.
“There’s no choice.”
“Even if I detonated my external world in the first second, I wouldn’t have been able to kill them. In the moment of near-death, the trump cards of those Strongest ones would activate automatically, taking them away.”
Lin Yuan frowned slightly.
With his current strength, dealing with eleventh-ranks—even those wielding strongest weapons—was a simple task. But if the twelfth-rank ultimate beings intervened, it was beyond his ability to suppress.
Although those ultimate beings hadn’t directly intervened in the battlefield, the activation of their trump cards within ancestral weapons still counted as indirect interference.
“Oh well.”
“Only a little over twenty escaped.”
Lin Yuan turned his gaze back to the remaining strongest eleventh-ranks.
Not every strongest eleventh-rank carried a ancestral weapon. Without one, they had little chance of breaking free from the space suppressed by Lin Yuan’s external world.
“The remaining eleventh-ranks won’t withstand the sixth wave of cosmic power. There’s no need to detonate the world.”
After a moment of thought, Lin Yuan made his decision.
If the strongest eleventh-rank of the Calamity Clan were still present, Lin Yuan would detonate the world to ensure success.
But now?
With those strongest eleventh-ranks gone, there was no need to expose the strongest aspect of his “World” divine power.
Whoosh.
In an instant.
The sixth wave of cosmic power descended.
Under its crushing force, the bodies and souls of the remaining strongest eleventh-ranks from various peak clans shattered one after another, leaving behind numerous treasures suspended in the air, which Lin Yuan quickly collected.
Exhale!!!
The ripples of the “World” divine power slowly dissipated.
Six seconds later, the once-vast battlefield was left with only the eleventh-rank powerhouses of the Human Civilization Alliance. As for the alien eleventh-ranks? Most were dead, with only a few dozen escaping.
Lin Yuan was satisfied with this result. The eleventh-ranks sent by various peak clans had been completely annihilated. Such an event was unprecedented in the long history of this universe.
While individual peak clans might have lost significant portions of their eleventh-rank avatars in the past, the complete annihilation of eleventh-ranks from all peak clans, including the Calamity Clan, had never occurred.
“This is truly a windfall.”
Lin Yuan glanced at his internal world. strongest weapons were piled up like they were worthless, alongside countless other rare twelve-star treasures and remnants.
Having become the ultimate victor of the two-dimensional world’s venture, Lin Yuan’s total harvest included nearly a hundred rare items, not counting those returned to the Human Civilization Alliance.
Among them, about thirty were strongest weapons.
Now, the number of strongest weapons stored in Lin Yuan’s internal world was over ten times that.
“With these resources, my ‘Mysterious Emperor Body’ might not reach perfected eleventh-rank, but it will take a significant step closer.”
Lin Yuan felt elated. The number of strongest weapons he possessed likely exceeded the total crafted and collected by the entire Human Civilization Alliance.
“Unfortunately, I didn’t obtain any ancestral weapons.”
Lin Yuan sighed inwardly.
However, upon further thought, he accepted it. Even if a ancestral weapon were placed before him now, he wouldn’t dare to take it.
Due to their essence, ancestral weapons could bear the power of twelfth-rank ultimate beings, surpassing ordinary strongest weapons. If Lin Yuan recklessly brought one into his internal world, it might invite disaster.
“Milky Way Star Lord.”
At that moment, Xuanyuan Dou led a group of perfected eleventh-rank evolvers towards Lin Yuan.
“Hmm,” Lin Yuan glanced at Xuanyuan Dou, most of his focus still on evaluating the spoils within his internal world.
The sheer richness of the harvest was overwhelming, leaving many treasures that Lin Yuan couldn’t immediately identify. He’d have to take his time.
“What should we do now?” Xuanyuan Dou asked, voicing his doubt. Typically, after a large-scale war began, the eleventh-ranks of the Human Civilization Alliance would be locked in battle with alien eleventh-ranks.
But now?
All alien eleventh-ranks had been dealt with by Lin Yuan alone. This left the eleventh-rank powerhouses of the Human Civilization Alliance unsure of their next steps.
“Wait for the response of the Strongest ones,” Lin Yuan said.
The events within the super-large battlefield were undoubtedly under the watchful eyes of the twelfth-rank ultimate beings. Now it remained to be seen how the eleven peak clans would react.
Would they admit defeat and relinquish control of the first battlefield, or would they attempt to send in more eleventh-rank evolvers?
“Understood,” Xuanyuan Dou nodded.
In truth, he should have anticipated this. However, Lin Yuan’s actions had left his mind a mess, slowing his thoughts and unsettling him deeply.
Outside the super-large battlefield, the twelfth-rank ultimate beings were equally silent.
When Lin Yuan had first stepped onto the battlefield, nearly sweeping away the Insect Grand Alliance with a mere stomp, the ultimate beings realized something was amiss.
Yet none of them could have predicted this outcome: within just six seconds, the peak clans were left with only the Human Civilization Alliance.
Some ultimate beings had contemplated intervening. However, the super-large battlefield was jointly crafted by numerous ultimate beings, with certain permissions held by the Strongest ones of the Human Civilization Alliance.
Without the consent of those powerhouses, it was difficult for other ultimate beings to break through the battlefield’s restrictions in a short time.
This applied not only to the alien ultimate beings but also to the Human Civilization Alliance’s Strongest ones, who couldn’t interfere without the agreement of the other clans’ ultimate beings.
“Xuanyuan Strongest one, your Milky Way Star Lord is quite impressive.”
“Was the method used by the Milky Way Star Lord at the end one of your civilization’s ultimate foundations? To secure the battlefield’s first initiative, did your Human Civilization even resort to using its ultimate foundation?”
“We’ve lost. This time, our eleven peak clans have been thoroughly defeated by the Human Civilization.”
One by one, the ultimate beings of the twelfth rank turned their gazes towards the nine Strongest ones of the Human Civilization, their expressions dark and their tones grim.
Although the eleventh-rank powerhouses who perished on the battlefield were mostly avatars, the strongest weapons lost to the Milky Way Star Lord were very real.
Those strongest weapons represented the painstaking efforts of the peak clans over countless years, yet they had all fallen into Lin Yuan’s hands.
Had it not been for the battlefield’s restrictions, some ultimate beings might have intervened during those six seconds.
The Insect’s queens, the Tianyu Clan’s progenitors, and others would have struggled to restrain themselves, especially the Insect. Their mother nests, the core of their ‘swarm’ strategy, were already scarce. While their warriors were expendable, the mother nests were not.
“Hahahahaha.”
Xuanyuan Strongest one smiled, utterly indifferent to the discontent of the ultimate beings.
What defines a peak clan? It is a force that stands at the pinnacle of the universe, immune to complete collapse.
Even if the Human Civilization went to war with the eleven peak clans simultaneously, it wouldn’t face annihilation. The other clans wouldn’t dare to push too hard.
Thus, Lin Yuan’s battlefield performance, despite incurring universal discontent, did not bother the nine Strongest ones of the Human Civilization.
The rules of the super-large battlefield were already established.
If your eleventh-ranks were slaughtered, it simply meant you were too weak.
Strongest one Xia Qin maintained a smile as well.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Strongest one’s voice reached his ears.
“Xia Qin, was the method Lin Yuan used at the end one of our civilization’s ultimate foundations?” Xuanyuan Strongest one’s tone was puzzled.
He was well-acquainted with the ultimate foundations of their civilization and knew of nothing resembling Lin Yuan’s methods.
But if not an ultimate foundation, what else could explain the scene of Lin Yuan crushing tens of thousands of eleventh-rank aliens?
“I have no idea either.”
Xia Qin Strongest one quickly replied.
He, too, was baffled.
He truly knew nothing.
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