973: Zhang mediates the battle

"If we continue to fight, even if we achieve a pyrrhic victory, what benefit would it bring us in our pursuit of the Master's footsteps in the Universe?"

"Our strength should be reserved for more critical moments, to explore the mysteries of the Universe and realize the Master's great ideals."

"To waste our strength here now will only delay our progress and take us further away from the Master's expectations."

Her voice was not loud, yet it reached the ears of every Sequencer clearly.

Every word seemed to carry an invisible power, echoing in the hearts of the Sequencer.

Finally, she fixed her gaze on Luo Xiu, her tone unconsciously becoming a bit heavier.

"Luo Xiu, this is an order, and it is also the choice that best serves the Master's interests at present."

"If you insist on having your own way, you will truly be betraying the Master's path."

"The Master's path is the sea of stars, not being entangled in momentary grudges on this tiny Blue Star."

Galan held a special status under Li Wuji's command, not much lower than Luo Xiu's. Her attitude at this moment undoubtedly played a decisive role, like dropping a stabilizing pillar into a turbulent sea.

Luo Xiu's expression shifted uncertainly, his chest heaving violently like waves in a gale, clearly undergoing a fierce internal struggle.

His inner world was like a battlefield in a storm, various emotions colliding intensely.

He first looked at Galan, then turned his gaze to Li Mingxuan, and finally glared deathly at the weakened Baili Ziyuan in the distance.

"Roar—!!!"

Boom!

Suddenly, he slammed a fist into the empty space beside him, a punch that condensed all his anger and resentment.

Terrifying power spread in all directions like a surging tide, completely annihilating that patch of space.

Under the impact of this power, space shattered like fragile glass, with black cracks spreading out like wounds of the Universe.

He vented the fury in his heart in this way, as if only by doing so could he find a modicum of peace.

But in the end, he did not take another step forward.

His feet seemed nailed to the ground; despite countless impulses in his heart, reason ultimately triumphed over emotion.

"...Hmph!"

Luo Xiu let out a heavy, cold snort, a sound filled with anger and dissatisfaction.

He turned around abruptly, no longer looking at the Human Race's side, his resolute back seemingly declaring the resentment in his heart.

He had tacitly accepted Galan's decision, even though it was one he was extremely unwilling to make.

Seeing Luo Xiu compromise, Galan said no more.

She raised her hand and gave a light wave, her movement elegant and composed.

Silently, the infinite Dark Shadow Army retreated like a tide beneath the shadows.

Each member of this Dark Shadow Army was like a ghost from Hell, exuding a profound aura.

At this moment, they were like obedient soldiers, disappearing neatly and quickly, leaving only silence behind.

The Four Demon Generals—Sword Demon, Sky Demon, Flame Demon, and Blood Demon—withdrew their auras. Their bodies, which had previously radiated powerful energy, now seemed to have been muted.

They silently retreated behind Luo Xiu, acting like loyal guards protecting him.

Sequencer like Su Wuming, Zhu Jianhua, Ning Qiancheng, and Yang Shuo also stopped their attacks.

Galan took one last look at Li Mingxuan, her gaze containing both a hint of relief and a hint of concern.

Then, she looked with a complex expression at Dragon Xuanyuan, who was slowly opening his eyes in the rear, his aura gradually stabilizing.

In Dragon Xuanyuan's eyes was a steadiness born of experiencing many vicissitudes. Although his aura was stabilizing, the wounds on his body were still clearly visible.

"Young Lord, living a good life here on Blue Star and settling down to marry and have children might not be a bad choice."

"The path of the Universe is full of hardships and dangers, while Blue Star has your family, friends, and everything you are familiar with."

"On this land, you can live a peaceful and happy life."

Having said that, she was the first to turn around. With one step, her figure merged into the spatial fluctuations and disappeared.

The spatial fluctuation was like a mysterious door, quickly swallowing her figure.

The energy around Luo Xiu fluctuated violently, as if a wild fire was burning around his body.

Clearly, he was still extremely reluctant to give up this battle just like that.

But he glanced in the direction Galan had left and sensed that his own state was not perfect.

He could feel the power within him had been depleted after the fierce battle, like a car after a long journey that needed refueling and repairs.

At the same time, he also felt the determination of the Human Alliance to fight to the death—a firm will radiating from every Human Race expert that forced him to be wary.

Especially Dragon Xuanyuan, who actually gave him a faint but intense sense of crisis; he likely still had trump cards to play.

Finally, he snorted coldly, and the God-Demon Flame around him slowly retracted slightly, though his Killing Intent did not fade.

He just stared fixedly at Baili Ziyuan like a predator watching its prey, his gaze as if he wanted to swallow Baili Ziyuan alive.

"Traitor, I will spare your life for now."

"When I have recovered, I will certainly come for it!"

"At that time, let's see who can still protect you!"

After speaking, Luo Xiu transformed into a streak of Dark-gold Demonic Flame, following closely behind with the Four Demon Generals like a meteor, disappearing into the distance.

Seeing this, the other Sequencer also used their various means to transform into streaks of light.

Some turned into golden light, some into silver lines, and some into multicolored rainbows.

Like an ebbing tide, they quickly withdrew from the battlefield and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

The streaks of light flashed across the sky like meteors in the night, gone in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the Sequencer, who had just been brimming with Killing Intent and nearly overwhelming the Human Alliance, were all gone.

All that remained was the devastated battlefield, strewn with corpses, scattered weapons, and bloodstains.

The Human Race experts, having survived the ordeal, had complex expressions. They supported one another, their eyes reflecting both the relief of survival and worry for the future.

Li Mingxuan looked in the direction the Sequencer had left and breathed a soft sigh of relief.

His shoulders, which had been as tense as bowstrings, finally relaxed.

Leng Qingying also stood silently by his side, gently taking Li Mingxuan's hand. That warm touch was like a clear spring flowing into Li Mingxuan's heart.

She accompanied him silently, providing Li Mingxuan with support and comfort in this wordless way.

The members of the Human Alliance finally breathed a slight sigh of relief, but their hearts remained heavy.

They knew that Luo Xiu's threat was no empty word; this grudge was not over.

A new era had begun in the most violent way; old grudges remained, and new challenges had arrived.

The future of Blue Star was shrouded in a mist of the unknown, like a ship sailing on a vast ocean, not knowing whether a storm or a peaceful harbor awaited ahead.