It's like a demon king descending from the heavens!

White Night turned his head to look at the Professionals in front of the fortress.

In an instant, the surging thunder in his pupils suddenly solidified.

He looked at the dense Shi Yu Civilization Professionals in front of the fortress.

Those Peak Fifth Turn black wings formed a shadow under the gloomy sky, and the flame laws at the edges of the wings were like flickering venomous snakes.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort escaped his throat, like an ice pick piercing the battlefield's silence.

"Buzz!"

The next moment.

The law pressure of an Eighth Revolution Peak exploded without reservation, and grayish-black thunder intertwined with faint golden divinity around him, forming a swirling storm!

The rocks on the fortress ground instantly cracked, and the surging lightning from the cracks shattered all the scattered energy crystals, turning them into countless specks of light.

The Blue Star Professionals inside the fortress were pushed back three steps by this pressure, but no one felt fear.

The power contained in that storm made them feel an unprecedented grandeur and stability.

But on the other side, the 1,000 Peak Fifth Turn powerhouses of the Shi Yu Civilization suddenly froze collectively, the flames on their black wings trembling violently.

The purple-armored warrior leading them was about to swing his longsword and order a charge, but found his throat seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, and even breathing brought a stinging pain.

They could clearly feel that the seemingly young Blue Star person in front of them possessed terrifying power capable of crushing their entire civilization!

"Kill."

White Night uttered a single word, his figure already transformed into a faint purple lightning.

The next moment.

Time-Space Thunder Step was pushed to its limit; the afterimages he left behind solidified into tangible thunder patterns in the air, as if countless thunder dragons were roaring.

Before the Eternal Demon Blade was unsheathed, the thunder patterns on its scabbard had already exploded on their own, and a horizontal grayish-golden blade light appeared out of thin air, like acrack in the sky.

"Pfft!"

Wherever the blade light passed, the fifty Shi Yu Civilization Professionals in the front row, along with their black wings, were split in half.

The purplish-black blood had not yet landed before it was evaporated by the aftershock of the blade light into a pungent mist.

Those battle armors, which could withstand Sixth Turn attacks, were like thin paper before the Eighth Revolution Peak law, failing to cause even the slightest obstruction.

"Eighth Revolution Peak?! This is impossible!"

The purple-armored warrior's eyeballs bulged due to excessive shock. He frantically activated the flame law within his body, attempting to condense a defensive barrier.

But White Night's figure had already appeared before him. A wisp of lightning that flickered from his fingertip spread along his longsword, instantly destroying his law core.

"Ah!"

The purple-armored warrior's body twisted into a bizarre shape in the lightning, the flames on his black wings

His companions around him let out heart-wrenching screams. Some turned and fled, only to be struck by a lightning whip casually thrown by White Night, their bodies exploding into a bloody mist in mid-air.

Some brought out life-saving shadow scrolls, but the moment the scrolls unfurled, they were ignited by lightning, burning both person and shadow to ashes.

Boom--!

Rumble--!

White Night's figure darted through the enemy ranks without a fixed trajectory, yet each appearance was accompanied by widespread death.

He didn't even need to use the power of poseidons ring; the pure crushing force of the Thunder Law alone was enough to make the Peak Fifth Turn Shi Yu Civilization Professionals despair.

A mage attempting to cast a group spell had his chest pierced by a lightning pillar emerging from the ground, his incantation only halfway through.

Assassins skilled in stealth, as soon as they approached within three zhang of White Night, had their divine souls shattered by the automatically erupting divine lightning ring.

"Monster! He's a monster!"

"Run! This isn't a battle, it's a massacre!"

"How can a newly awakened civilization have such an existence?!"

The psychological defenses of the Shi Yu Civilization Professionals completely collapsed.

Their proud Peak Fifth Turn strength was as fragile as a child's before White Night.

Those law fusion techniques they once used to crush other civilizations were torn apart by lightning before they even had the chance to get close to him!

The shadow of black wings rapidly receded, revealing the panicked fleeing figures behind them, yet not a single one could escape the lightning's reach.

The Blue Star Professionals inside the fortress were already dumbfounded.

Zhao Feng's halberd clattered to the ground. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a sound.

The scene before him had exceeded the scope of battle he could comprehend.

The guild leader, who had just been instructing them on defense, now walked like a god among mortals. Each wave of his hand took hundreds of lives, and wherever the lightning reached, enemies didn't even have time to wail.

"God Bai! Is this God Bai's true power?"

Lin Yue's staff tip flickered with blue light, not from casting a spell, but from excitement and loss of control.

She remembered the Mythical-grade staff she had received not long ago, and the mountain of potions piled in the guild warehouse, suddenly understanding where these high-level items came from.

All of them were acquired by the man before her, who single-handedly supported the entire civilization, through his own strength!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Someone shouted the first cry, and the cheers of 2,999 Blue Star Professionals instantly converged into a surging tide.

They waved their weapons, pointing at the unstoppable lightning in the battlefield, their eyes no longer showing fear but fanaticism.

Someone knelt at the edge of the fortress, bowing towards White Night!

Someone raised their weapon, cheering along with his rhythm!

And those warriors who had lost companions in the first wave of attack were now in tears, yet smiling brilliantly.

As long as they won the match, their fallen companions could still be revived!

"This is our Peak of the Multitude of Peaks' guild leader!"

"Shi Yu Civilization? 100% win rate? Nothing in front of God Bai!"

"Follow God Bai! Defend the fortress!"

Amidst the cheers, White Night's figure had already reached the end of the enemy formation.

He stood in the center of a field of corpses, the bloodstains on the Eternal Demon Blade purified by lightning, leaving only a faint golden glow.

Of the 1,000 Peak Fifth Turn Shi Yu Civilization Professionals, less than a hundred remained, huddled in a distant canyon, trembling with fear, not even daring to look up.

White Night looked up towards the Shi Yu Civilization's fortress, where the sky had grown even darker due to energy fluctuations.

He muttered to himself, "According to the competition rules, there should still be 1,000 people on the other side who haven't shown up..."

"Perhaps 1,000 Peak Sixth Turn?"

"But, so what?"

White Night's eyes were calm, without a ripple.

Then, as he turned to look at the fanatical faces on the fortress behind him, a subtle curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Rumble--!

The next moment.

Lightning flashed again, this time towards the remaining enemies in the canyon...