499: Chapter 500: A single strike sweeps away an army of 300,000!

Inside Tianxing Mansion.

The mist from the scalding Nine Heavens Spirit Spring dissipated.

General Lan Yuyan knelt half-way beside the white jade throne, her face still deathly pale.

The light blue soft armor on her body had loosened from the steam, and her collar had slipped slightly to the side, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, voluptuous contours.

Because she was terrified, her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Master... 300,000 elites, plus three half-step Mahayana Grand Elders. The Wanxian Alliance has truly exhausted its foundation this time. If we don't leave, we might not be able to get away."

General Lan Yuyan's voice trembled slightly, and her large, watery eyes were filled with pleading.

In her understanding, half-step Mahayana were the true Dominators of this Star Domain.

Su Yang leaned against the throne, looking leisurely.

Looking at the delicate, trembling beauty before him, he reached out and wrapped his arm around General Lan Yuyan's slender waist, pulling her upward gently.

"Ah."

General Lan Yuyan let out a soft cry, her soft body falling directly into Su Yang's embrace.

Su Yang's large hand held her taut, slender waist, his fingertips slowly rubbing against her smooth skin, the astonishing warmth transmitting through her loose collar.

"With me here, the sky won't fall. Stay put and watch how I crush these old things to pieces." Su Yang's voice was very calm.

Feeling the astonishing heat and invincible confidence radiating from Su Yang's strong chest, General Lan Yuyan's panicked heart strangely calmed down.

She blushed and obediently rested her head on Su Yang's shoulder.

"Master... Meier is back."

At this moment, a flash of light appeared before the hall door.

Saintess Hu Meier, a long-legged beauty wearing tight black gauze, walked in quickly, surrounded by several demon cultivator confidants.

After their Dual Cultivation, the aura on her body was even more powerful, and her straight, black-stockinged legs swayed with a captivating rhythm with every step.

"How did things go in the Ten Thousand Demon Star Domain?" Su Yang asked casually, holding General Lan Yuyan in his arms.

"Giggle, don't worry, Master." Saintess Hu Meier walked up the steps, the sound of her thighs rubbing together sticky and warm.

She knelt on the other side of Su Yang's legs, pressing her full chest tightly against Su Yang's knees, her eyes charming like silk. "Meier has already united the confidants of the Saintess faction and controlled most of the Sects in the Ten Thousand Demon Star Domain. As long as Master gives the order, we can mobilize 100,000 demon cultivators to assist at any time."

"No need. A bunch of trash, no matter how many come, it's useless." Su Yang shook his head.

Just as they were speaking.

Rumble!

The entire Tianxing Pass fortress shook violently, and the gravel and tiles on the ground trembled wildly.

The sky turned completely black in that instant.

The Void Realm above Tianxing Pass was forcibly torn open by an invisible, massive grey hand, revealing a black spatial rift ten thousand miles long.

A terrifying pressure, heavy enough to make the Primordial Spirit of every living being tremble, poured out frantically from the black rift.

The guards on Tianxing Pass who were originally kneeling on the ground spat blood under this pressure, collapsing to the ground once again.

"Su Yang, you scum! Get out here and die!"

A thunderous roar echoed from the spatial rift.

A massive flying ship, ten thousand zhang in size, dark gold in color, with countless defensive runes flowing on its surface, slowly crawled out from the rift.

The Wanxian World-Piercing Ship!

Following behind the world-piercing ship was a dark, dense mass of various warships.

Ten thousand flying ships formed a goose-Formation, blocking out the sky and sun, tightly sealing off the entire starry sky.

300,000 elite armored soldiers of the Wanxian Alliance, wearing golden armor and holding high-grade Magic Treasures, stood uniformly on the decks of the warships.

Their Killing Intent soared into the sky, shattering the clouds above Tianxing Pass completely.

At the very front of the world-piercing ship stood three elderly men in white star-patterned Dao robes, with withered faces and white hair hanging down to their ankles.

The three of them kept their eyes closed, yet strands of mysterious Immortal Law fragments flowed around them.

They were the three half-step Mahayana Grand Elders of the Wanxian Alliance who had been in closed-door cultivation for over a hundred thousand years: Ancestor Xuanling, Ancestor Jinyang, and Ancestor Gumu.

"Human, you killed the Vice Alliance Leader of our alliance and seized the treasure vault of our Tianxing Mansion; what crime do you deserve!"

Ancestor Xuanling opened his turbid eyes, in which a galaxy seemed to be birthed and destroyed. He stared at the Tianxing Mansion below, his voice devoid of any emotion, echoing wildly throughout the vacuum.

Inside Tianxing Mansion.

General Lan Yuyan looked at the sky-covering warships outside, her fair legs going completely weak, her body shrinking tightly into Su Yang's embrace.

Su Yang patted her shoulder, signaling her to stand up.

"Stay at home. I'm going to go say hello to some old friends."

Su Yang put his hands back into his casual pants pockets and walked out of the hall with steady steps.

Bai Li, Chu Ling, Qin Xueji, and Saintess Hu Meier, a group of stunning beauties, followed behind him with long legs.

Su Yang flew up and landed steadily on the front deck of the demon-slaughtering starship docked in mid-air.

At this moment, the demon-slaughtering starship, having integrated Black God Profound Iron, Tianxing Soul Transformation Bones, and top-secret mines, had hull armor that presented a mysterious dark gold color.

Its massive, ten-thousand-zhang body was even more ferocious than a beast descending from the heavens, and the pressure it emitted was vaguely on par with the Wanxian World-Piercing Ship opposite it.

"Old guys, since you're done with the nonsense, get ready to hit the road."

Su Yang stood at the edge of the deck, a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth, slowly blowing out a smoke ring.

"Seeking death!"

Ancestor Jinyang was furious. As a dignified, half-step Mahayana supreme powerhouse, who wouldn't kneel and kowtow upon seeing him in this Star Domain?

Today, he was actually called an old guy by a native at the Soul Transformation Stage.

"300,000 imperial guards, open fire! Refine this black gold flying ship and this arrogant brat into nothingness!"

Ancestor Jinyang waved his large hand violently.

Boom!

Ten thousand Wanxian Alliance warships lit up with blinding light simultaneously, and hundreds of thousands of large spiritual energy cannons began charging frantically.

Dazzling energy rays gathered above Tianxing Pass, and the destructive aura emitted caused the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.

Su Yang took a deep drag of his cigarette and looked up at the dense firelight in the sky.

"Zero, charge the main cannon."

"Dominator, the Nine Heavens Annihilation Cannon has bound to the Star Origin and finished charging; it can fire at any time."

Zero's virtual projection lit up outside the hall, her data eyes filled with red light.

At the very front of the starship.

The dark gold main cannon, with a diameter of one thousand meters, had the galaxy patterns carved on its barrel surface light up instantly.

A pure black destructive energy that swallowed all light condensed into a black dot the size of a finger at the very core of the muzzle.

"Nine Heavens Annihilation, fire!"

Su Yang flicked his finger gently.

Hum!

There was no explosion in the starry sky, only a strange vibration that was low enough to reach the marrow.

A beam of golden-black destructive light, ten thousand miles long and one thousand meters in diameter, shot out brazenly from the front of the demon-slaughtering starship.

Wherever this beam passed, a pitch-black, giant Void Realm rift was left in space, and the spatial storms inside were directly melted.

There was no stalemate.

The attack Formation that the Wanxian Alliance's 300,000-strong army had painstakingly gathered, the moment it touched this golden-black beam, was like ice meeting a scorching sun, directly melted and vaporized by the high temperature and gravity.

The beam was unstoppable, crashing directly into the center of the most dense warship Formation.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering roar finally exploded at this moment.

Large swaths of golden warships twisted and deformed in the vacuum, then exploded, turning into massive golden fireballs.

More than 100,000 elite armored soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they were torn apart by the violent Pure Yang True Fire and gravitational storms, turning into fragments of metal across the sky.

Just one shot.

The 300,000-strong elite army had more than half killed or injured directly.

The Wanxian Alliance's defensive line, which had originally blocked out the sky and sun, was forcibly punched through with a huge, transparent gap under this single strike.

Even the 100,000-zhang-tall Wanxian World-Piercing Ship behind it couldn't withstand this astonishing impact, its defensive Formation flickering violently before collapsing with a bang.

The white jade railings on the edge of the ship broke in large areas.

Ancestor Jinyang and the other two Grand Elders retreated three steps under the shockwave of the impact, their faces so gloomy they were about to drip water.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Ancestor Xuanling looked at the 100,000-plus main army that had instantly turned into cosmic dust before him, and his whole body began to tremble.

With a weapon of this power, even if a true Mahayana stage powerhouse came, it would be impossible to take it head-on without sustaining damage!

Su Yang flicked the ash off his cigarette on the deck, looking at the somewhat damaged Wanxian World-Piercing Ship.

"The three of you, I wonder if the power of my cannon is to your liking?"