144: Chapter 144 The First Piece of Land

Dragon Battle yanked him out of the mecha by force, then tossed him against the distant wall like trash.

One strike! Tearing apart a Grade 6 mecha with his bare hands!

"Monster... This is a monster!!!"

The remaining two mechas were so terrified they turned around and tried to flee.

"Running?"

Dragon Battle let out a wild laugh, his legs exerting sudden force as he pursued them like a shadow.

Next, the entire slave plaza became a demolition site for Dragon Battle alone.

One punch shattered the energy shield!

One kick snapped a mechanical leg!

In less than three short minutes.

On the vast plaza, the Poison Fang Gang's elite guard, their pride and joy, had been completely annihilated!

Everywhere were burning metal wrecks, and everywhere were the mangled corpses of snake-people.

And Dragon Battle stood in the center of that burning sea of fire, covered in blood (all of it the enemy's, of course), like an invincible demon god.

Even more shocked were the slaves shackled in chains, known as the "Inferior Blood Race."

In their previously numb and hollow eyes, a light unlike anything they had ever known was now burning.

The young boy, shielded by an older giant, stared blankly at Dragon Battle in the sea of fire.

He did not know why, but when he saw that combat style—relying purely on physical strength to tear apart mechas without using any True Qi—the blood that had been dormant in his body for who knows how many years began to boil uncontrollably!

A sense of familiarity spanning tens of millions of years!

It was as if, a very, very long time ago, their ancestors had also used their pure physical bodies to yank those high-and-mighty interstellar warships down from the sky!

"You... who exactly are you people..."

In the center of the plaza, the only remaining Grade 6 early-stage snake-person leader had been completely terrified out of his wits.

He collapsed on the ground, all four of his hands trembling wildly.

He could not muster a single thought of resistance; he only trembled as he fumbled for the emergency communicator at his waist, wanting to call for reinforcements from the Poison Fang Gang headquarters far away on Tianshu Star.

However, before he could press the send button.

A black combat boot suddenly extended from the side and stepped on the communicator.

The snake-person leader looked up in terror.

Unknown to him, a handsome youth had already walked out of the swirling yellow sand with his hands behind his back, stopping in front of him.

It was Lin Yuan.

He hadn't even moved a hand just now, watching Dragon Battle's performance the entire time.

Because dealing with scum of this level really didn't require him, the captain, to step in personally.

"A distress signal?"

"No need to go through the trouble of calling for people."

"Tell me, where is your Poison Fang Gang headquarters?"

Lin Yuan slowly drew the slaying abyss from his back, the blade reflecting the burning sea of fire: "I'm a rather helpful person."

"I'll go pay a visit myself."

The wild wind carried the yellow sand across Black Iron Star, but it could not blow away the murderous aura filling the air.

"Bang!"

Lin Yuan, holding the Grade 6 snake-person leader—who had already been scared into incontinence—in one hand, tossed him casually in front of the gate of the Poison Fang Gang headquarters.

What appeared before Lin Yuan was a massive fortress.

This was the heart of the Poison Fang Gang on Black Iron Star, and the most indestructible symbol of power on this abandoned mining planet.

"Enemy attack!!!"

The alarm sounded instantly throughout the entire fortress.

Accompanied by a violent distortion of space, an interstellar-grade composite defensive formation, over ten meters thick, rose with a roar, tightly protecting the entire fortress within.

At the holographic command tower at the highest point of the fortress, the current leader of the Poison Fang Gang—a demi-human powerhouse with a cultivation reaching Grade 7 mid-stage—was staring at Lin Yuan below, his eyes filled with wariness and rage.

Clearly, he had already received the report that the slave camp had been completely annihilated.

"Where did this mad dog come from, daring to storm my Poison Fang Gang headquarters all alone?!"

The Poison Fang Gang leader, cowering in his "tortoise shell," relied on the sturdiness of the formation and spouted threats with full confidence.

However, Lin Yuan, standing outside the formation, faced this interstellar-grade defensive array capable of withstanding main ship-mounted cannon fire.

Not only did he show no signs of retreating, but he couldn't help but sneer, as if he had heard some huge joke.

"A Grade 7 peak-stage can't break it?"

Lin Yuan casually brushed the yellow sand off his trench coat: "I've even smashed the head of a Grade 8 Archbishop."

"You're bringing out a broken tortoise shell and daring to embarrass yourself in front of me?"

The moment his voice fell.

Clang!!!! A dragon's roar that seemed capable of tearing apart the starry sky exploded with a boom!

Lin Yuan gripped the hilt on his back with a reverse hand.

The slaying abyss, carrying an arrogant edge, suddenly unsheathed!

Lin Yuan simply gripped the hilt with both hands and raised it high above his head.

His God-Demon physical body roared into action!

The 300% boost from his Titan Divine Power was instantly maxed out!

A full two thousand tons of force, like a bursting galaxy, poured without reservation into this Grade 7 malevolent blade!

"Open... for me!!!"

A strike that was extremely simple and unadorned, yet domineering to the extreme—a downward slash!

Boom!!!! In the world, it seemed only this streak of light remained.

A terrifying blade aura thousands of feet long, like a divine punishment to open the heavens and earth, slashed straight down onto that layer of interstellar-grade defensive formation!

That tortoise shell, which was claimed to be unbreakable even by a Grade 7 peak-stage Grandmaster, had its formation runes shattered upon contact with the slaying abyss's blade aura!

The energy annihilated!

And the blade momentum did not diminish, destroying everything in its path!

Under the gaze of the Poison Fang Gang leader, this blade aura that pierced through heaven and earth slashed right into that indestructible fortress!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Violent chain explosions detonated inside the fortress!

A terrifying rift, hundreds of meters deep and several kilometers long, instantly split this Poison Fang Gang headquarters, along with the strata beneath it, completely in two!

That Grade 7 mid-stage Poison Fang Gang leader, without even having time to let out a scream, was reduced to ashes on the spot under this terrifying blade aura!

At this moment, the entire Black Iron Star seemed to have been hit with a pause button.

Those various underground gang forces and interstellar pirate group leaders hiding in the shadows.

At this moment, all of them were pale, silent as cicadas in winter!

One strike!

Just a basic attack!

Not only did it shatter the interstellar-grade defensive array, but it also completely wiped out the Poison Fang Gang headquarters that had dominated Black Iron Star for decades!

What kind of monster is this?!

Where did this peerless god of slaughter come from?!

No one dared to cross Lin Yuan at this moment; the entire underground force of Black Iron Star had been completely terrified out of their wits by this one strike!

Smoke and yellow sand gradually dispersed above the ruins.

Lin Yuan, carrying his long blade, walked step by step toward the Poison Fang Gang headquarters.

Below him were the tens of thousands of dark-cyan-skinned "Inferior Blood Race" slaves that Dragon Battle had just forcibly rescued from the various slave camps.

They wore heavy shackles, looking with numb and hollow eyes at the figure high above who resembled a demon god, not knowing what kind of fate awaited them.