The Demon Lord was enraged! He scorched the heavens and boiled the seas!

Lin Yuan exited the ship.

He was just there, alone.

Treading upon that resplendent galaxy of stars paved by hundreds of millions of strands of Sword Qi, which spanned across the entire battlefield.

Step by step.

He walked toward that hundred-zhang-tall demon god seated upon a Throne of Bones.

His figure, compared to that demon god as massive as a mountain, was as tiny as a speck of dust.

But.

The moment he appeared.

The entire battlefield—whether it was the humans engaged in slaughter or the frantically roaring demons—

The eyes of every living creature were firmly fixed upon him.

"That... what is that?"

Upon the Gate of Heavens Fall, a surviving human soldier stared up blankly, looking at that galaxy of Sword Qi spanning the sky and the figure slowly walking atop it.

"Reinforcements... are they our reinforcements?"

His voice was filled with confusion and disbelief.

"One person?"

"One person has come to challenge the Demonic Lord?"

"Is he insane?!"

Amidst the despair, a hint of the absurd even arose... within the United Fleet.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts pounding to the limit.

"What... what is he doing?" General Barton's voice was incredibly hoarse.

"Challenging... a monarch." In Vladimir's eyes, only that back remained, walking upon the galaxy.

Unbeknownst to her, Agatha's hands had already clenched tightly into fists.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, yet she felt nothing.

Avrora covered her mouth with her small hands, her icy blue eyes filled with tension and adoration... "Oh?"

Atop the Throne of Bones, Burning Heaven Demon Lord Baal finally shifted his contemptuous gaze from the void he had just erased to this tiny insect who dared to face him directly.

"Sword Qi?"

He sensed the pure and sharp energy contained within that galaxy.

A smile of interest appeared on his face.

"A bit interesting."

"Human, state your name."

"This Lord does not kill nameless nobodies."

His voice, like demonic thunder from the Nine Underworlds, echoed through the starry sky, causing countless warships to hum and vibrate.

However.

Lin Yuan did not answer.

He simply stopped in the starry sky, still a million miles away from the Demonic Lord's throne.

Then.

He slowly raised his right hand.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together.

Forming a sword finger.

Facing that hundred-zhang demon god and the boundless demon army behind him.

He made a light stroke.

The entire world seemed to fall into a standstill at this moment.

Following that.

Under Burning Heaven Demon Lord Baal's interested gaze.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone in the United Fleet.

Under the bewildered gazes of all the survivors at the Gate of Heavens Fall.

A sword scar appeared, its colors indescribable by any words, as if it could sever time and space and split the Universe.

It was born from nothingness.

Starting from Lin Yuan's fingertip and ending at the Burning Heaven Demon Lord's throne.

It spanned a full ninety thousand miles of starry sky!

At first glance, this sword scar was just a thin line.

But in the next instant!

It suddenly exploded!

Turning into a gray-gold heavenly river, ten thousand miles wide and ninety thousand miles long, composed entirely of destructive Sword Qi!

Wherever the heavenly river passed, space shattered inch by inch like a mirror!

Wherever the heavenly river passed, time seemed to be forcibly severed, falling into eternal stagnation!

Wherever the heavenly river passed, all matter—whether it was demon flesh, cold meteors, or those Demonic Energy creations burning with hellfire—

Everything!

The moment they touched this gray-gold heavenly river, they were completely decomposed!

Evaporated!

Annihilated!

"No—!!!"

Countless Abyss Demons let out the final roars of their lives, filled with terror and despair!

Their bodies, which were strong enough to withstand the main cannons of warships, were more fragile than paper before this ninety-thousand-mile-long heavenly river of Sword Qi!

Rumble rumble rumble—!!!!

The heavenly river of Sword Qi crushed forward with an unstoppable and matchless posture!

From beneath Lin Yuan's feet, it crushed all the way to the front of the Burning Heaven Demon Lord's throne!

A zone of absolute death and vacuum, ten thousand miles wide and ninety thousand miles long, was forcibly plowed out!

"..."

"..."

The entire world went silent.

Tens of thousands of soldiers in the United Fleet collectively lost their voices.

Hundreds of thousands of survivors at the Gate of Heavens Fall collectively fell speechless.

Even those demons who had luckily survived outside the corridor of death stopped their roaring, staring blankly at that terrifying chasm that seemed to split the entire battlefield in two.

Atop the Throne of Bones.

Burning Heaven Demon Lord Baal's face, which had been filled with mockery and cruelty, froze for the first time.

He looked at that heavenly river of Sword Qi that stopped less than a hundred meters before his throne, still breathing out destructive auras.

He felt his throne, forged from the bones of countless powerhouses, letting out overburdened 'crack-crack' sounds.

His eyes, burning with hellfire, suddenly constricted.

"This... this is..."

His voice carried a shock of disbelief!

And right then.

Lin Yuan's voice rang out flatly across the entire starry sky.

"You, are also worthy of using a sword?"

The moment his voice fell.

That ninety-thousand-mile-long heavenly river of Sword Qi seemed to receive a monarch's command!

With a roar, it surged upward!

Transforming into a gray-gold giant hand composed of pure Sword Qi that blotted out the sky!

It slammed down fiercely toward that hundred-zhang demon god and the bone throne beneath his seat!

"Brat! How dare you!!!"

Burning Heaven Demon Lord Baal finally snapped out of his extreme shock!

What replaced it was the endless Rage of being provoked by an ant!

"Roar—!!!"

He suddenly stood up from his throne!

His hundred-zhang demon body exploded in size to a thousand zhang! Ten thousand zhang!

He opened his massive maw and spat out a Black Demonic Flame capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, turning the entire Star Domain into a lava purgatory!

That demonic flame collided violently with the slamming giant hand of Sword Qi!

Boom—!!!!!!

An earth-shattering explosion that no words could describe erupted!

It wasn't sound.

Rather, it was the violent wailing of space itself, triggered by the collision of pure energy!

The gray-gold giant hand of Sword Qi.

And the black Burning Heaven Demonic Flame.

Two forces representing ultimate destruction collided head-on in the center of the starry sky!

At that moment!

All light on the Gate of Heavens Fall battlefield was swallowed up!

Whether it was the light of stars, the exhaust of warship engines, or the fire of explosions... everything paled before the point of contact between those two forces!

The entire world was left with only two colors.

The pure gray-gold representing supreme sharpness.

And the pure pitch-black representing ultimate destruction.

The two forces frantically eroded and annihilated each other!

Each collision erupted with hundreds of millions of strands of space-tearing energy turbulence!

That turbulence, like the sharpest of razors, swept out in all directions!

Countless demons on the edge of the battlefield didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were instantly torn to pieces in this terrifying aftermath!

Even the warships of the United Fleet shook violently under the impact of the aftermath!

The alarms for energy shields rang through the bridge of every warship!

"My God..."

Aboard the aegis, General Barton gripped the edge of the command console tightly.

He watched the world-destroying scene outside the viewport, feeling as if his heart was about to stop beating.

Is this... a battle of the monarch class?!

Just the aftermath alone was enough to turn their elite fleet into ashes!

"Quick! Order all ships to retreat! Retreat a hundred thousand kilometers!"

Qin Pojun's roar echoed on the public channel, his voice filled with unprecedented shock and urgency!

However.

Just as the fleet prepared to retreat.

The stalemate in the center of the battlefield was broken.

"Crack—"

A soft sound, like glass shattering.

That Black Demonic Flame, capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, actually... developed a crack beneath that sky-blotting giant hand of Sword Qi!

Following that!

The crack instantly spread like a spiderweb!