170: Chapter 170 Fertilizer Returns to Storage, the Power of a Semi-Immortal Artifact!

However...

It was all in vain.

Before the power of the chaos return to ruins banner, which had already touched the threshold of the Immortal Dao...

The so-called Archaic Warships and their supposed indestructibility were nothing more than a joke.

Crack! Crack!

The hundreds of warships closest to the banner's surface were the first to be captured by that terrifying suction.

Their massive hulls, forged from the skeletons of Archaic Vicious Beasts, let out ear-piercing wails of strain.

Immediately following that,

amidst a series of dense fracturing sounds,

they were forcibly pulled, twisted, and ground into bone meal that filled the sky.

The Lin Clan elites on the ships didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Along with their shattered warships, they were swept into that endless dark vortex.

The moment their Physical Bodies were sucked in, they transformed into the purest flesh and blood energy.

Their Divine Souls became the latest,

freshest, and most delicious snacks among the billions of primary souls within the banner.

"Aaaaah!"

"A devil! This is a devil's weapon!"

This hellish scene sent the Lin Clan fleet in the rear into a complete frenzy.

Some warships attempted to focus their fire on the giant banner.

Others were like headless flies, crashing around wildly in an attempt to find a sliver of survival.

Even more collided and crushed each other in despair, squeezing into a mass of burning scrap metal.

The entire battlefield turned into a grand, chaotic display of fratricidal fireworks.

Qin Yu simply floated quietly in mid-air, coldly appreciating it all.

His gaze was like that of a high-and-mighty deity, looking down upon a swarm of ants struggling in despair.

There was no pity.

There was no ripple of emotion.

There was only a hint of the ease and satisfaction that comes before a harvest.

Beside him, on that massive Dragon-Corpse Flagship,

Lin Qingling, stripped of her battle robes, was deathly clutching his calf, her delicate body trembling violently from extreme terror.

That once cold, proud, and beautiful face was now drowned in tears and horror.

She watched the warships falling from the sky and her clansmen being ruthlessly swallowed.

She heard the screams and wails echoing through the starry sky.

She felt her world collapsing and shattering piece by piece.

Pride, dignity, glory...

Everything she had once been proud of

seemed so ridiculous and fragile before the absolute power of the young demon god in front of her.

Qin Yu seemed to feel her trembling.

He slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling upon this former Archaic favored daughter of heaven.

Looking at her tear-stained, pitiful face,

the corners of Qin Yu's mouth curled into a playful arc.

"What, are you afraid?"

"Where is that high-and-mighty sense of superiority you had when you descended?"

Lin Qingling's entire body stiffened as she looked up, her beautiful eyes full of fear meeting Qin Yu's gaze.

She opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Under Qin Yu's playful gaze,

she felt like a lamb that had been stripped of its fleece and exposed naked before a hunter.

All disguises had lost their meaning.

Just then,

the chaos return to ruins banner's devouring drew to a close.

That vast, sky-blotting Archaic fleet had now vanished without a trace.

Only some scattered wreckage remained, floating silently in the Void Realm,

testifying that they had once been there.

Qin Yu's gaze swept across the cleared battlefield

and finally fixed upon a faint, nearly dissipating light.

It was Lin Xun's remnant soul.

After his Physical Body was blown apart by the Fist of Gods and Demons, he had managed to preserve a wisp of his soul by relying on the protection of a sliver of Luck.

"Still trying to run?"

Qin Yu gave a cold laugh and beckoned with his hand.

That ball of light flew uncontrollably into his palm.

"Qin Yu! You devil! You will die a horrible death!"

Lin Xun's remnant soul twisted and roared frantically in Qin Yu's palm.

His voice was filled with endless venom and resentment.

"I won't let you go even as a ghost!"

"Our Lin Clan's Old Ancestor will surely avenge me! He will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Oh? Really?"

No joy or anger could be seen on Qin Yu's face.

"Pity, you won't be around to see it."

His fingers slowly closed.

Amidst Lin Xun's cry of utter despair, he forcibly extracted that final sliver of Destiny Origin.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully refining the Child of Destiny Lin Xun. Obtained 50,000,000 destiny points!]

[Current destiny points balance: 65,000,000!]

Hearing the System prompt in his mind,

a heartfelt, relaxed smile finally appeared on the corners of Qin Yu's mouth.

This harvest...

was quite good!

"Well then, farewell forever."

He flicked his finger.

Lin Xun's remnant soul, which had completely lost its value, vanished into the world like a wisp of blue smoke.

Having done all this, Qin Yu spread his arms and took a deep breath.

After devouring the flesh and souls of hundreds of thousands of Archaic elites, the chaos return to ruins banner let out a satisfied hum.

Vast, extremely pure energy flowed back into Qin Yu's body through their mystical connection.

His aura rose steadily.

Under the impact of this massive energy, the Saint Peak Bottleneck let out a cracking sound of strain.

On the banner's surface, the previously somewhat illusory chain of Immortal Dao Law had now completely solidified.

It flickered with a heart-palpitating dark light.

Countless more vivid and eerie ancient totems flashed across the banner.

A terrifying pressure that surpassed Imperial Weapons and truly belonged to a Half-step Immortal Artifact swept past.

The entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths trembled under this pressure.

And the planar passage that had been forcibly propped open for the Lin Clan fleet's descent

began to rapidly shrink and twist without energy to maintain it, looking as if it would close completely.

However,

at the very last moment before the passage sealed,

another change occurred!

Boom!!!

A terrifying pressure, countless times stronger than Lin Xun's and filled with endless rage and killing intent,

resembled an Archaic divine punishment crossing through infinite time and space.

It came crashing through the closing gap of the passage!

"Junior, how dare you exterminate my Lin Clan's Bloodline!"

An old and majestic roar

seemed to travel through eternal time and space, exploding throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

The Imperial Dao Laws contained within that voice caused the world to lose its color!

Boom!!!

The terrifying killing intent was like a physical divine punishment.

It crossed infinite time and space to lock onto Qin Yu with unerring precision!

The Laws of the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths wailed under the strain of this Imperial Divine Might from a higher dimension!

Inside and outside the Divine Palace,

the various Holy Lords, who had only just recovered from the shock of Qin Yu's slaughter of the Lin Clan,

instantly collapsed to the ground again.

Their Divine Souls were as insignificant as dust before this pure Imperial Might.

They couldn't even produce a thought of resistance.

Only the most primitive trembling, born from the suppression of life levels, remained.

"An Emperor... a Peak Great Emperor expert!"

The voice of a ten-thousand-year-old living fossil was hoarse, his eyes filled with endless despair.