112: Chapter 112 Fourth Rank? No, it's breaking free of shackles!

And these are just "cleaners"?

Just what kind of perverted civilization is this Titan Race?!

Seeing more and more Mechanical Spiders surrounding them, Dragon Battle's shield was starting to deform.

"Everyone, move aside."

Standing in the center of the team, Lin Yuan didn't rush to act, but instead kept using his spiritual power to scan the structure of these mechanical monsters.

"Though these things are hard, they are ultimately dead objects."

"If it's a dead object, it has a weakness."

Lin Yuan's gaze instantly locked onto the joint between the Mechanical Spider's abdomen and its legs.

"Strike the joints! Those are the energy transmission points for the Puppetry Technique!"

Before his voice had even faded, he moved.

Spiritual Telekinesis: Object Manipulation - Spiral Force!

Buzzing————!!!

slaying abyss, floating beside him, suddenly began to spin frantically!

Augmented by his vast spiritual power, the entire blade transformed into a high-speed rotating black drill!

"Go!"

Lin Yuan pointed with his sword fingers.

Swish!

The black drill turned into a stream of light, precisely avoiding the Mechanical Spider's hard carapace and instantly piercing the joint of the spider attacking Dragon Battle!

A piercing sound of metal being cut rang out.

Crack!

The arrogant Mechanical Spider shuddered all over, and then its massive mechanical leg actually snapped off!

But it wasn't over yet; Lin Yuan's fingers tapped repeatedly.

Swish, swish, swish!

The high-speed rotating slaying abyss shuttled back and forth through the spider swarm. With every pass, screws flew off or a mechanical leg snapped.

In just three seconds, five giant Mechanical Spiders lay paralyzed on the ground as if dismembered by a master dismantler. Aside from their cores still flashing red, they couldn't move at all.

"This..."

Ancient Sword Soul was dazed.

The monsters whose defenses they couldn't break even with their lives on the line were like... dismantling building blocks in Lin Yuan's hands?

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Dragon Battle! Get the crowbar!"

"Dig out the cores from their bellies for me!"

Lin Yuan pointed at the flashing red crystal and licked his lips:

"That's a Titan High-Energy Battery!"

"One of these things can sell for ten thousand Origin Stones on the black market! And it can also charge my spaceship!"

"It's all money! Don't let it go to waste!"

Watching this scene, Ancient Sword Soul and Ji Hongyi exchanged a look, their mouths twitching uncontrollably.

This was their Alliance Leader.

No matter how dangerous the situation or how terrifying the enemy.

In the end... it always turned into a restocking site.

After climbing that seemingly endless "Giant Stone Table" for half a day, Lin Yuan and his group finally arrived at the deepest part of this magnificent palace.

This was a massive hall large enough to hold the Himalayas.

On the surrounding walls were engraved Stellar Formations so complex that a single glance would make one dizzy.

And in the very center of the hall floated a golden sphere of light with a diameter exceeding five hundred meters.

It was like a miniature sun imprisoned here.

Golden plasma flames burned on the surface of the sphere, and violent energy tides expanded outward, forming visible rings of energy storms.

[Heart of the Titan (Pseudo · Backup Power Source)]

[Grade: Seventh-Rank Peak / Half-Step Eighth-Rank]

[Description: A backup battery left by the Titan Race to maintain the operation of the traveling palace. It seals a decaying stellar core inside, containing extremely violent and pure stellar power.]

"Good stuff!"

Lin Yuan stood on the giant steps at the edge of the hall, feeling the heat wave hitting his face.

The god-demon furnace inside him seemed to smell the most delicious delicacy in the world, emitting a near-frenzied roar deep within his dantian that made his blood and qi surge.

"If I just swallow it..."

The longing in Lin Yuan's eyes was undisguised: "Never mind the Fourth Rank, I could even kick down the door to the Fifth Rank!"

But someone was even more impatient than him.

Outside the golden energy storm, a purple figure was suspended in mid-air; it was the City Lord, Thousand Faces.

At this moment, this Seventh-Rank Grandmaster had a grim expression.

He had deployed a seventh-rank telekinetic shield, attempting to approach the "Heart of the Titan," but the energy storm outside was too violent. It was pure physical tearing force; even a seventh-rank expert's shield flickered inside it, unable to advance an inch.

"Damn it! This cursed Titan Race! They've been dead for so many years and yet they left behind this kind of defense mechanism!"

Thousand Faces cursed in frustration. He could feel that if he could just get this energy core, he would have a chance to glimpse the mysteries of the Eighth Rank.

But he couldn't get in!

If he tried to force his way through, his physical body would definitely be torn to shreds by that stellar power!

"Lord City Lord, it seems you've run into some trouble?"

Just as Thousand Faces was at his wit's end, a somewhat playful voice came from below.

Thousand Faces looked down to see Lin Yuan with his hands in his pockets, walking step by step toward the center of the violent energy storm.

"Lin Yuan?"

Thousand Faces snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Don't say I didn't warn you. That's violent stellar power. There's no gravity suppression inside, but there are spatial tears. Even a Sixth-Rank Peak physical body would be turned into meat paste instantly upon entering."

"If you want to seek death, I won't stop you."

In Thousand Faces' view, although Lin Yuan's body was powerful enough to slay a Void Lord, this kind of pure energy impact was not something a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist could withstand.

"Seeking death?"

Lin Yuan stopped at the edge of the storm, where the gale was like knives, cutting his cheeks until they stung.

"Perhaps."

"But my appetite has always been quite good."

Before his voice had even faded.

Boom!!!

Lin Yuan wasted no more words. The s-grade alloy combat boots on his feet instantly exploded, and he shot forward like a black meteor surging upstream. Under Thousand Faces' shocked gaze, he charged without any protection into the energy storm that was powerful enough to shred steel!

"Madman!!!"

Thousand Faces' eyes widened. Does this kid really not want to live?!

"Hiss——!!"

The moment he rushed in, Lin Yuan felt as if he had jumped into a meat grinder operating at full power.

The violent stellar energy was like invisible blades, frantically slicing through his skin, muscles, and even bones.

In just one second, the priceless s-grade alloy battle armor on his body was completely ruined, dissipating into fragments.

Immediately after, his skin began to crack, and the golden blood was evaporated by the high temperature as soon as it seeped out.

"Is this the price for breaking the limit?"

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the eye of the storm, covered in blood, but his golden vertical pupils were frighteningly bright.

He had stayed at the Third Rank Peak for too long.

Since obtaining the true dragon marrow and the god-demon furnace, his foundation had been accumulating frantically. Every kill and every devourment had been continuously solidifying his base.

His body was like a spring compressed to the extreme, or a volcano ready to erupt.

He needed an opportunity.

A sufficiently massive and violent energy source to help him break through that final shackle called "Mortal"!

"Bring it on!!!"