224: Chapter 224 Is your brain made of muscles too?

The Six-Point Soul-Locking Array was still spinning.

The six spatial planes, coated in white light, converged, and the cracks on the rock wall were pressed deeper and deeper.

Several fragments of rock fell into the range of the Formation's patterns and were sliced into thin slivers in the blink of an eye.

In the center of the Formation, Su Ming stood without moving an inch.

Silver-blue lattice covered his body, and the casual clothes mimicked by the sinking star remained smooth.

Samuel gripped his bone staff, staring at him without blinking.

The Six-Point Soul-Locking Array, maintained by the six Abyss Knights, had already completed nine cycles.

If it had been the Physical Body of a Mountain Fiend, which had completely unleashed its Beast Emperor Bloodline, it would have dissolved by now.

Yet, Su Ming's stance remained unchanged.

He pulled his right hand out of his pants pocket and brushed off his shoulder.

Samuel's grip on the staff tightened.

"Wrong!"

It couldn't possibly be just his Physical Body.

His gaze fell upon the silver-blue lattice on Su Ming's skin, and the dark flames at the head of the staff gradually retracted.

"This ragged casual outfit is actually a type of defensive gear…"

As soon as this judgment arose, those previously unexplainable details finally had a thread that could barely make sense of them.

The Silver Blood Physique endowed Su Ming with a Physical Body far exceeding that of ordinary Martial Artists.

Could that clothing be high-tier defensive gear from the Star Remains civilization?

With the two combined, this kid was able to act so arrogant standing inside the Six-Point Soul-Locking Array!

Samuel suppressed the raging anger in his chest.

He had judged countless heretics, and Su Ming was the first to break free from the Chains of Divine Punishment by sheer brute force.

He was also the first to hold on this long inside the Soul-Locking Array.

But no matter how strong the defensive gear was, it could only protect the shell.

The dark flames rolling in mid-air contracted into the bone staff, and the surrounding Holy Light dimmed accordingly.

"Your physical defense has indeed reached the extreme… But what kind of feeble Soul is hidden within this shell of yours?"

On Samuel's withered face, the corners of his mouth slowly pulled back.

That smile contained cruelty, pity, and certainty.

As a dual-attribute Judge of the Divine Court, his most terrifying method had never been destroying the Physical Body.

He pointed the bone staff in his hand forward.

"Space as the guide, Holy Light as the blade."

The black crystal at the head of the staff suddenly lit up, but what it emitted was not the black Qi of death, but pure, extreme Holy Light.

"[Divine Judgment · Soul Purifying]!"

*Crack!*

The white light at the tip of the bone staff exploded violently!

A pure white light needle, as thin as a hair and condensed with the Law power of the Late Stage of the Eighth Order, ignored spatial distance, ignored the silver-blue lattice on his skin, ignored all barriers of the Six-Point Soul-Locking Array…

It plunged directly into the center of Su Ming's brow!

The white light entered the brain region.

Su Ming's head tilted back by half an inch.

"Oh no!! It's a direct strike against the Soul!!"

At the bottom of the pit, Ye Canglan let out a roar the moment he saw that white light.

In the center of the Six-Point Array, Su Ming lowered his head, his hands hanging at his sides.

He didn't move!

This wasn't an energy attack, but a Law-based erasure acting directly on the Origin of the Spirit!

No matter how strong your physical defense is, you can't block this kind of spatial mental strangulation that acts directly on the brain!

At this moment, the whole scene was deathly silent.

Whether it was Ye Xiao and Young Master Gu Lingfeng, who were fighting for their lives, or the Mountain Fiend and Tiger Fiend, who were being chased and scrambling for cover, everyone's movements paused for an instant, staring fixedly at Su Ming, who stood in the center of the Formation with his head slightly lowered.

The Mountain Fiend and Tiger Fiend felt their hearts skip a beat.

They were already struggling to deal with two Abyss Knights; if Su Ming died, the remaining six knights and that terrifying Judge would turn their guns on them, and they would surely die today!

But at this moment…

It seemed like everything was over.

That brain must have been scorched into a paste by the Holy Light by now, right?

The dark gold cross emblem on Samuel's chest lit up again.

Silver Blood Physique.

Star Remains armor.

So what?

A Soul that hadn't been baptized by the Divine Court, no matter how strong, was just a heretic with an empty shell.

"Even if your Physical Body becomes god-like, in the face of the Divine Judgment's Soul ruling, you are nothing but a walking corpse…"

The words only made it halfway before coming to an abrupt halt.

Because the youth at the bottom of the pit who should have had his "Soul annihilated"…

Not only did he not fall, but he began to rub the center of his own brow with extreme comfort.

The action was just like someone pressing on your temples with cool fingertips after staying up late typing, indescribably pleasant.

The pity and arrogance on Samuel's face began to freeze and crack, and his eyes bulged as if he had seen a ghost.

He could no longer remain calm!

How is that possible?!

He accepted that the physical defense was so freakish!

After all, he was the legendary "Son of Star Remains," so a special Physique was understandable.

But the Soul?

How can you defend against a Soul attack?!

Is your brain made of muscle, too?!

Of course, he didn't know that Su Ming's brain was no longer the configuration of an ordinary human.

Other people's brains were gray matter and cerebrospinal fluid, a soft lump; Su Ming's brain consisted of high-density neural tissue that had skyrocketed in sync with his Physique, with a density completely consistent with other parts of his body!

Its hardness rivaled Star Core alloy, and its density chased that of a star!

This thin strand of Holy Light stabbing in was equivalent to hitting the main armor of an interstellar battleship with an embroidery needle.

It would only snap!

Just at the moment the white light entered his brow, a series of bright red warnings exploded in Su Ming's mind, followed immediately by everything turning green:

[Warning! Detected high-dimensional composite Law attack invading the brain region!]

[Attack attributes: Spatial conduction, mental erosion, Holy Light purification.]

[Star Core Embryo brain region defense activated.]

[Ultra-high-density neural tissue pressure stability confirmed.]

[Brain region micro-gravitational field beginning to fold attack wavelengths.]

[Defense effective: Ultra-high-density neurons form a physical barrier, brain region micro-gravitational field simultaneously folds and dissipates attack wavelengths.]

[Attack completely devoured and converted, mass points + 82,000!]

"Eighty… Eighty-two thousand?!"

Su Ming opened his eyes abruptly.

He looked at Samuel, who was struck by lightning in mid-air, and grinned!

"Good old man! Keep hitting me! Don't be polite!"

"Do you have any more? Hurry up, try hitting me ten more times! Don't think about leaving until you're done!"

"Your… your Soul…"

Samuel's withered face twitched violently. He pointed at Su Ming, his hand holding the broken half of the staff shaking as if he had Parkinson's.

The Soul Purifying Holy Light that supported his entry into the Eighth Order and terrified one side had been blasted into nothingness by a single sentence: "Try hitting me ten more times."

The Divine Court Dao Heart that had been rooted for a hundred years cracked on the spot!

Shit, fuck, damn it!

This wasn't a human at all!

He treated his ultimate trump card like a refreshing supplement, and even treated him like a rare elite monster to farm?!

It was a good thing he brought twelve Abyss Knights; he would recall them now to encircle and annihilate him with full force!

Meanwhile, on the battlefield below, the situation had reached a desperate state.

*"Swoosh…!"*

An Abyss Knight's dark gold heavy sword bypassed the Tiger Fiend's final struggle, the blade wreathed in Holy Light, looking as if it were about to sever its head.

On the other side, the Mountain Fiend was also tightly locked by two cross-swords, all its retreat paths sealed, with heavy swords stabbing at its heart and neck from left and right.

The two haughty Eighth-Order Beast Emperors were filled with despair, feeling the extreme approach of death.

And just at this critical moment.

*"Hum!"*

Three extremely domineering, invisible gravitational waves, condensed like reality, crashed down from the Six-Point Soul-Locking Array, accurately slamming into the backs of the three Abyss Knights besieging the two beasts.

*"Bang! Bang! Bang!"*

Three dull, loud noises came almost simultaneously.

Those three Peak Seventh-Order Abyss Knights were like being hit head-on by a high-speed magnetic levitation train; the dark gold heavy armor on their bodies made a loud noise, and they flew backward like kites with broken strings, smashing fiercely into the rock wall in the distance.

The Mountain Fiend and Tiger Fiend, who had escaped death, were stunned.

They froze in place, looking in shock at the figure in mid-air who was still trapped in the white light, a trace of unbelievable… gratitude even welling up in their hearts!?

He actually… returned good for evil and saved the two of us beasts?

This kid, although his mouth was a bit foul and he was a bit pretentious…

But at the critical moment, he could actually distinguish friend from foe and was so sensible of the big picture?

Could it be that he really had the intention to unite with them to fight against the Divine Court?

However, before this touch of emotion could ferment in their hearts for more than a second, Su Ming's exasperated, foul-mouthed cursing echoed throughout the entire sinkhole, filled with the heartache of a capitalist seeing fixed asset depreciation!

"Holy shit! Who the fuck told you to hack at the head?!"

Su Ming pointed at the Abyss Knights who had been smashed away, his face full of heartache, as if his ancestral grave had been dug up.

"Beast Emperor Bloodline! Do you have any idea how valuable a full-body Eighth-Order Beast Emperor Bloodline is? How much rare metal and high-tier energy sources I could exchange for it with the Federation military?!"

"If you chop the head up, the quality will plummet, and it won't sell for a good price! Are you going to reimburse me for this loss, Divine Court?!"

After scolding the Divine Court knights, Su Ming slowly lowered his head and glanced down at the dumbfounded Mountain Fiend and Tiger Fiend in the corner.

That look was cold, greedy, and full of undisguised scrutiny, like looking at two pieces of top-grade Wagyu beef just slapped onto a cutting board, labeled with an S-rank tag.

"You two, squat there honestly for me, don't you dare die casually."

"Listen clearly, you are not some bullshit Beast Seal Envoys now."

Su Ming's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable sense of dominance.

"You are my, Su Ming's, spoils of war. Without my permission, whoever dares to take your lives, I will take theirs!"

As soon as the words fell, the Mountain Fiend and Tiger Fiend, who had just felt a trace of emotion, felt a chill even more bone-piercing than being hit by [Divine Judgment · Soul Purifying] rush from the soles of their feet to their crowns.

Life-saving benefactor?

What the fuck!

Where is this a life-saving benefactor?

This is clearly a human demon who has already calculated how to pack them up, weigh them, and sell them by the catty to the Federation military for dissection and research!

For the first time, they felt that perhaps falling into the hands of the Divine Court Empire would have been a quicker death.

Being "saved" by Su Ming…

I'm afraid even death will become a luxury!

The Mountain Fiend swallowed a mouthful of saliva, while the Tiger Fiend seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.

He raised his head and looked at Samuel, the black-clad Judge in mid-air who had originally intended to put them to death.

"So… Judge, sir."

His tone was extremely sincere, even carrying a trace of pleading:

"How much more KPI do you have left to finish on your end?"

"Why don't you go to the trouble… and hurry up and release a big move to purify the two of us first?"

"We promise not to resist, we're really in a hurry…"