521: Chapter 522 Nine Heavens True Immortal Cannon! One strike destroys hundreds of flying boats!

Su Yang's figure flickered as he passed through the demon-slaughtering starship's protective light barrier, landing steadily on the warship's deck.

Deep within the ship, the star core smelting chamber was still emitting a low roar. The True Immortal remains and the core Origin had already been half-melted, transforming into waves of nine-colored light that flowed through every inch of the starship's armor plates.

It wasn't just the warship; Su Yang's Great Accomplishment Pure Yang Body was also frantically devouring the escaping Immortal Qi. His entire body felt hot, and his golden Pure Yang blood surged through his veins with the sound of a roaring tsunami.

Shen Mengying knelt on the ground, her snow-white, delicate palms cradling a cup of freshly poured Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Soul Spirit Wine, which she respectfully offered to Su Yang.

Due to her tense emotions and the surrounding airflow, the purple thin gauze dress on her body had loosened slightly, revealing a patch of fair, fragrant shoulders. Her full chest heaved rapidly beneath the gauze with every breath, emitting a pleasant, cool fragrance.

"Master, please drink."

Shen Mengying lowered her head, her voice soft and sweet, devoid of the aloofness she once possessed as the Saintess of Canglan.

Feeling the scorching Pure Yang Qi radiating from Su Yang, Shen Mengying's legs felt weak. She had cultivated for many years but had never seen such a domineering, masculine powerhouse.

Su Yang took the white jade cup and drank the cold spirit wine in one gulp.

The icy liquid entered his stomach, perfectly neutralizing a small portion of the dry heat within his body. Su Yang casually pinched Shen Mengying's fair, smooth cheek, finding the texture extremely soft and supple.

"Master, was the pressure alright?"

Shen Mengying's pretty face flushed red as her delicate body leaned against Su Yang's calf on its own accord. Her ice-blue long hair slid down, brushing against Su Yang's pant leg like a soft ribbon, bringing a faint sensation of numbness.

Beside them, Luo Qingyao covered her mouth and giggled, her large eyes fixed on Shen Mengying: "Sister Mengying is really becoming more and more considerate. When we go into the inner room later, you must serve him attentively."

Commander Lin Wanyue walked over wearing her form-fitting inner armor, holding Su Yang's other hand, her fair, exquisite face filled with attachment.

Just as they were sharing a tender moment.

Rumbles!

A series of earth-shaking, loud noises suddenly erupted in the Void Realm.

Hundreds of top Sects from the Daqian Star Domain, such as the Wuji Sword Sect and the Tianhua Immortal Sect, had originally intended to retreat when they saw Su Yang tear apart True Monarch Minghe. But when they saw the ten-thousand-foot True Immortal remains and the core Origin all fall into Su Yang's pocket, greed ultimately overcame their fear of death.

Hundreds of massive starships, each reaching a length of one hundred thousand feet, changed Formation again in the Void Realm, arranging themselves into an airtight goose Formation, tightly sealing off all escape routes for the demon-slaughtering starship.

From the very front of these giant warships, five figures with powerful auras flew out.

The pressure radiating from these five people was more than twice as strong as that of the previous True Monarch Minghe; they were all old monsters from the Upper Realm at the Mahayana Stage Middle Stage or even Late Stage.

"Lower Realm insect! Hand over the True Immortal core Origin!"

The Supreme Old Ancestor of the Tianhua Immortal Sect stood in the air, waving a bone staff in his hand, his old eyes filled with greedy blood-red.

"The True Immortal remains are the supreme treasure of our Daqian Star Domain; you, an ant, want to swallow them alone? Even if your Physical Body is strong, under the siege of hundreds of Upper Realm great Sects, you will only have a dead end today!"

The sword-wielding Elder of the Wuji Sword Sect also loudly echoed.

Tens of thousands of Upper Realm Cultivators simultaneously drew their Magic Treasure Flying Swords, and the golden light and lightning filling the sky converged in the vacuum into a blinding, boundless ocean of light.

Facing this encirclement that blotted out the sky, Su Yang's expression remained indifferent, his hands still tucked into his casual pants pockets.

"Dominator."

Zero's virtual projection lit up beside Su Yang, blue data flashing in its eyes.

"The True Immortal core Origin has been completely smelted. The starship's armor has been upgraded to 'Nine Heavens Immortal Gold Armor', and the main cannon upgrade is complete, rebuilt as the 'Nine Heavens True Immortal Cannon'."

"Detecting attack targets. Targets locked: two hundred and thirty-two heavy starships ahead, five powerful figures. Main cannon charging, countdown starting: three, two, one."

As Zero's voice faded.

The flowing light patterns on the surface of the demon-slaughtering starship's massive black hull instantly transformed into brilliant nine-colored Immortal light.

The warship, over one hundred thousand feet long, radiated the True Immortal pressure that transcended the mortal world.

At the very front of the warship.

Within a main cannon barrel with a diameter reaching one thousand meters, nine-colored light spun frantically. At its very core, it condensed into a nine-colored energy point only the size of a finger, yet capable of devouring all starlight.

Countless meteorites floating nearby instantly shattered into dust filling the sky under the invisible fluctuations emitted by the main cannon.

Seeing the power condensing at the main cannon's muzzle, the five Mahayana Stage old monsters blocking the way turned deathly pale in an instant, their eyes filled with tearing fear.

"True Immortal aura?! How is this possible!"

"Retreat! Quickly activate the highest-level defensive Formation!"

"Run!"

The five were so terrified their livers and gallbladders cracked, and they fled frantically toward the starships behind them.

"Want to run? It's too late now."

Su Yang stood at the edge of the deck, a sneer of disdain pulling at the corner of his mouth.

"Fire."

Su Yang moved his finger slightly.

Hum!

There was no deafening explosion.

There was only an extremely low, strange vibration that seemed to tear the entire starry sky apart alive.

A beam of nine-colored True Immortal energy with a diameter of ten thousand meters was fiercely ejected from the main cannon at the front of the starship.

Wherever this beam passed, it left a pitch-black, hundreds-of-thousands-of-miles-long Void Realm rift in the vacuum, and the spatial storms within were completely vaporized the instant they touched the light.

There was no stalemate.

The Grade Nine Bone Shield sacrificed by the Tianhua Immortal Sect's Mahayana Stage old monster was as fragile as a bubble in front of the nine-colored Immortal light.

"No!"

The bone staff melted into molten iron on the spot, and the old man's body and the Primordial Spirit within were instantly washed away into a wisp of white smoke, leaving not even ashes behind.

The beam did not slow down, crashing heavily into the center of the foremost starship Formation.

Rumbles!

Circles of destructive nine-colored flames exploded in space.

Hundreds of ten-thousand-foot-long giant warships, the moment they touched the Immortal light, twisted and deformed like paper, then exploded into huge fireballs.

Tens of thousands of powerful great Sect Cultivators didn't even have time to react before being completely vaporized by the light of the Nine Heavens True Immortal Cannon.

Just one shot.

The defensive line of warships that had tightly surrounded the starry sky was punched through, leaving a void passage tens of thousands of miles wide.

Thousands of high-level Cultivators were completely wiped out.

The Cultivators on the remaining hundreds of starships stared blankly at their allies who had turned to ashes, all of them scared deathly pale. Many of them had their legs go weak, kneeling directly on the deck, their Flying Swords and Magic Treasures clattering to the ground, no longer daring to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Su Yang stepped on the warm air on the deck and tucked his hands back into his pants pockets.

Commander Lin Wanyue and Luo Qingyao leaned in from the left and right. Luo Qingyao massaged Su Yang's solid shoulders with her soft hands, her face filled with adoration and docility.

Shen Mengying completely collapsed at Su Yang's feet, her small hands clutching Su Yang's hem, her delicate body trembling slightly from shock and awe.

"Master... too powerful."

Shen Mengying bit her red lips, her large eyes rippling with water.

Su Yang bent down and pinched her fair, delicate, pretty face.

"Back to the room, to verify your Primordial Yin Qi."

Hearing this, Shen Mengying's pretty face flushed red, and she gave a very docile 'en'. Su Yang embraced the two beauties and walked off the deck with steady steps, returning to the hall in the deepest part of the starship.