1276: Chapter 1276 Fierce Battle, Crucial Rescue

With a single palm strike, the heavens and earth changed color.

The majestic Spiritual Power of a Tier 5 Late Stage powerhouse erupted like a flash flood, carrying the might to destroy heaven and earth as it barreled straight toward Black Dream.

Black Dream's pupils constricted. She crossed her swords to block, driving her internal Spiritual Power to the limit.

A protective barrier appeared around her, forcibly blocking this fatal blow.

Boom—

A terrifying shockwave swept out in all directions with the two of them as the center. The surrounding warships were knocked about, and a few even lost control entirely, plummeting toward the ground.

Black Dream let out a muffled groan as her figure was sent flying back hundreds of zhang. Her arms went numb, the webbing between her thumbs and forefingers split open, and fresh blood dripped down the sword hilts.

Tier 5 Late Stage, truly terrifying.

Yet, there was not a trace of fear in her eyes; instead, they revealed a look of pleasant surprise. At this moment, she finally confirmed that the person before her was the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Just by yourself, you dare to act presumptuously in my Black Cloud Empire?"

She shouted coldly, and those six figures appeared simultaneously.

They attacked the black-clad man from six different directions at the same time, coordinating seamlessly to seal off all paths of retreat.

Blades flashed and swords shimmered as Spiritual Power raged, causing the space within a hundred-mile radius to tremble violently.

Although the black-clad man was strong, facing the siege of six powerhouses of the same tier, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Furthermore, a hundred warships were watching from the periphery like tigers eyeing their prey. The main cannons were fully charged, ready to launch a fatal strike at any moment.

The coordination of those six Tier 5 Powerhouses became increasingly seamless, faintly forming a great formation that continuously compressed his range of movement.

If this continued, he would sooner or later be worn down to death.

"Hmph."

The black-clad man snorted coldly and suddenly erupted with full power. With one palm, he forced back the two powerhouses in front of him, his figure turning into a streak of black light as he streaked toward the horizon.

He wanted to run.

"Want to run?"

Black Dream curled her lips into a cold smile. "Too late."

Boom—

The main cannons of the hundred warships fired simultaneously.

Hundreds of thick energy beams tore through the Void Realm, weaving into an airtight net of light in front of the black-clad man, forcing him back.

At the same time, the blockade on the perimeter had long been set up. Dozens of Tier 4 Powerhouses were standing by, and the warships' energy shields were layered upon one another, sealing this area of space as tightly as an iron bucket.

The black-clad man crashed about in all directions, yet he was unable to break through the encirclement.

His aura began to fluctuate, and his cloak was torn in several places during the fierce battle, revealing the black battle armor underneath.

A Tier 5 Powerhouse seized the opportunity and immediately unleashed a technique. An exceptionally brilliant silver sword light pierced through the sky and slashed fiercely onto the black-clad man's back.

Crack—

The battle armor shattered. The black-clad man spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure staggering as he fell back into the encirclement.

The six Tier 5 Powerhouses swarmed up, their Spiritual Power transforming into chains that bound him tightly.

"Caught!"

Black Dream landed in front of him, her long sword pressed against his throat. She said coldly, "Now, tell me, who are you, and who instructed you?"

The black-clad man raised his head, revealing a pair of icy eyes within the shadows.

He looked at Black Dream and suddenly laughed.

The smile was eerie and chilling, making one's hair stand on end.

"You think... you've caught me?"

His voice suddenly changed, becoming ethereal and elusive, as if it were coming from a great distance. "Don't underestimate people too much..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his body suddenly began to tremble violently, and a terrifying energy fluctuation surged from within him!

Boom—

In the next instant, an unprecedented sense of crisis engulfed Black Dream like a cold tide.

"Something's wrong—"

Her pupils constricted sharply, and she retreated violently.

But it was already too late.

The cloak on the black-clad man suddenly exploded, revealing his true appearance—it was a face so pale it was almost transparent, with crimson eyes, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. It was as if he were not a living person, but an exquisite Puppet.

And his aura erupted completely at this moment.

It was not an ordinary Tier 5 Late Stage, but a terrifying existence that had already touched the threshold of Tier 5 Peak, only a step away from a Breakthrough!

"Mere chains, and you dare to think you can trap me?"

His voice was icy and bone-chilling, and he shook his arms violently.

The Spiritual Power chains condensed by the joint efforts of the six Tier 5 Powerhouses actually shattered inch by inch under this shake!

"Not good! Retreat!"

The leading Tier 5 Powerhouse from the Hundred Flowers Star Domain had a drastic change in expression, but before his voice could finish, the black-clad man's figure had already vanished from the spot.

In the next instant, blood flashed.

A Tier 5 Early Stage powerhouse didn't even have time to react before his head flew high into the air, his headless corpse spurting blood as it slowly collapsed.

"Just a bunch of ants."

The black-clad man's voice was indifferent as ice, his figure moving like a ghost, weaving through the crowd.

The second Tier 5 Powerhouse desperately drove his Spiritual Power, condensing layers of defense in front of him.

But the black-clad man's palm tore through those defenses as easily as if piercing thin paper, pressing into that person's chest with a single strike.

Crack—

The sound of shattering breastbones was clearly audible. The powerhouse's body was sent flying like a ragdoll, dead before he even hit the ground.

Two breaths.

Two Tier 5 Powerhouses had fallen.

All of this happened too fast, so fast that no one could react in time.

"Kill him!"

The remaining Tier 5 Powerhouses were furious, their eyes splitting, and they rushed up madly.

Blades flashed and swords shimmered as Spiritual Power raged, causing the space within a hundred-mile radius to tremble violently.

Yet, facing the siege of four Tier 5 Powerhouses, the black-clad man did not fall into a disadvantage in the slightest.

His Moves were strange and ruthless, each strike aiming straight for vital points, leaving no room for error.

What was even more terrifying was that his body seemed not to be made of flesh and blood. The attacks from the few powerhouses landed on him, yet could only leave shallow wounds, unable to cause any fatal damage at all.

"This... what kind of monster is this?"

A Tier 5 Middle Stage powerhouse's voice was trembling.

"All of you, Move aside!"

An Old Ancestor from Black Dream's maternal clan shouted angrily. Holding a battle saber, she charged straight at the black-clad man like a tiger released from a cage.

Driven by her Tier 5 Late Stage cultivation, the power was enough to threaten a Tier 5 Peak.

The black-clad man glanced sideways slightly, seemingly finally showing a hint of interest.

He raised his hand and met the blade light with a palm strike.

Boom—

The blade light collided with the palm force, and a terrifying shockwave swept in all directions.

The elder let out a muffled groan, a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of her mouth as her figure was sent flying backward.

Yet the black-clad man had only retreated three steps.

"A bit interesting."

He looked at that person, a flicker of emotion in his pitch-black eyes. "Pity, still too weak."

Before his voice faded, his figure flashed, and he rushed straight toward Black Dream!

The speed was extreme, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.

Black Dream's pupils constricted sharply; it was too late to dodge.

She could only grit her teeth, crossing her swords to block, preparing to take the blow head-on.

Just at this critical moment—

A figure stood in front of her.

"Princess, be careful!"

It was A-Mu.

His voice was calm and firm. His hands quickly formed a seal, and a grayish-black light shield condensed in front of him.

Boom—

The black-clad man's palm slammed fiercely into the grayish-black light shield.

A-Mu's whole body shook violently. The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and his feet sank deep into the rock.

Yet he managed to withstand it.

Although the light shield was covered in cracks, it did not shatter.

"Oh?"

A trace of surprise flashed in the black-clad man's eyes, seemingly not expecting that someone who had just achieved a Breakthrough to Tier 5 could actually block his palm strike.