472: Chapter 482 Starfield Twilight!

Boom—!

Traversing the endless river of stars, two strands of Divine Soul coercion, located at the pinnacle of their respective dimensions, violently collided within the Void Realm!

There was no earth-shattering explosion; only hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky were crushed into a nihilistic vacuum zone in an instant.

Hyperton's black hole-like single eye flickered with a cold light.

Its Divine Soul power, sufficient to crush the Star Domain, encountered resistance at the edge of the Brilliant Star Sea.

"Is this just a sliver of pseudo-god power borrowed by relying on the residual power of the Heavenly Emperor of Death?"

Hyperton's voice was without fluctuation.

It slowly raised that pair of dimensional scythes. Having originally only used its Divine Soul, it suddenly mobilized the demonic power belonging to the golden commander within its body at this moment.

Hum!

The dark golden Devilish Qi transformed into a substantive tide of destruction, launching a second suppression against the Brilliant Star Sea along the trajectory of the Divine Soul collision!

Deep within the Brilliant Star Sea.

Empress Fanyin let out a muffled groan as a trace of golden imperial blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Facing Hyperton's dual high-dimensional suppression, she truly realized just how large the gap between the two of them was.

The speed of her hands forming hand seals reached the absolute limit, her long hair dancing wildly as she forcibly extracted the Origin power of the Brilliant Star Sea.

In an instant, the entire Brilliant Star Sea boiled.

The endless starlight transformed into strips of golden rule barriers, stubbornly holding back the dark golden tide of Devilish Qi.

As the essence of the ancient Heavenly Emperor, the Brilliant Star Sea erupted with extremely resilient Foundations, forcibly falling into a protracted tug-of-war with this golden grim reaper.

But everyone knew that Empress Fanyin's defeat was only a matter of time.

And this was precisely what the Realm Demons desired.

As Hyperton broke out of its cocoon, the Demon Mother Nest finally unburdened its heaviest energy load.

The mother nest, having its production capacity liberated, completely fell into madness!

"Hatch!"

The cruel will of the mother nest came from deep within the abyss.

The originally dried-up Blood-colored Passage expanded once again.

This time, what walked out from inside were no longer red and purple commanders, but a full five Black Demon Commanders exuding the coercion of the Late Stage Great Emperor Realm!

At this moment, the scales of the battle completely collapsed.

...

"Hold on! Form the Formation!"

On the defense line of the Yuanli Star Domain, a native Sect Master at the Middle Stage of the Great Emperor Realm roared.

But the next instant, a Black Demon Commander descended from the sky, its giant demonic claws ignoring all Formation rules, directly crushing this Great Emperor along with the tens of thousands of Disciple behind him into a ball of bloody mist.

The Great Thousand Star Domain began to retreat layer by layer.

Star Domain after once-prosperous Star Domain dimmed successively on the star map, turning into lifeless demonic dens.

The emotion of despair spread wildly among the Human Race Cultivator like a plague.

The rear of the Void Realm battlefield.

Qiao Miaotong had just repelled a wave of demonic tides, and at this moment she was also panting heavily with disheveled hair.

Looking at the five demonic shadows in the distance that were as unsurpassable as black mountains, and then looking up at the dark golden firmament where even starlight was suppressed, a trace of deep helplessness finally surfaced in her eyes.

"Such a terrifying opponent... Relying solely on us, we simply cannot win."

Qiao Miaotong looked at Yu Niaoniao beside her, gave a wry smile, and lowered her voice.

"Niaoniao, we should still make preparations early. If Brother Su comes out of seclusion... and still cannot contend against that golden monster, we must leave a good retreat route."

Everyone knew well in their hearts that the Great Thousand Star Domain could no longer be defended; their only retreat route was to withdraw into Su Feng's "internal world".

"However, once the Great Thousand Star Domain perishes, Fellow Daoist Su's internal world will become like duckweed without roots."

Yu Niaoniao's face turned pale, her tone revealing fear of the unknown, "By then, we will completely lose our Foundation and can only wander around the Void Realm following him; that kind of life will surely be exceptionally agonizing."

"That's still better than being devoured completely here." Qiao Miaotong gritted her teeth; she was a realistic woman.

"Shut up!"

A cold Sword Qi exploded beside the two of them.

Zhu Nanrong was covered in blood, her originally ice-blue imperial robe having long been dyed dark red by the demons' blood. She gripped the frost longsword, coldly staring at Qiao Miaotong and the other.

"Even if the Great Thousand Star Domain is gone, wherever I am, that place is the Winter Abyss!"

Although Zhu Nanrong's words were resolute, looking at the battlefield that resembled purgatory, an indescribable desolation also rose within her heart.

Su Feng, can he really withstand all of this...

Meanwhile, the Su Family heavenly palace command post.

Wu Qin stared at the star map, and the expression on her face no longer held its past composure.

The light spots representing the Great Thousand Star Domain on the star map had gradually been replaced by red.

"Aunt, the front line can't hold! Five Black Demon Commanders have entered the arena, and the defense lines are completely collapsing!" The third brother Su Chen walked in quickly, his voice anxious.

Wu Qin took a deep breath, her formidable rationality suppressing the ripples in her heart.

"Transmit my military order! Abandon the outer Star Domain across the entire line; all Su Family members and vassal Sects must completely shrink back and fall back to the final three core defense lines!"

Wu Qin's gaze was resolute. "Activate all Formation Foundations, and tell the blood-soaked offspring in the front! No matter what price must be paid, drag them down stubbornly! Strive for the final time for Su Feng!"

Su Feng told them two years ago that he needed to go into seclusion, and what Wu Qin had to do now was to stall the rhythm of the Realm Demons invading the Great Thousand Star Domain as much as possible.

At the end of the starry sky, the most tragic first defense line.

"Get back!!!"

A hoarse yet tyrannical roar shattered the Void Realm.

The combat mad dog Su Mo was now completely unrecognizable in human form. He transformed into a thousand-zhang demon god body, his left arm severed at the shoulder, black demonic blood splashing down like a waterfall.

But those eyes of his, burning with the fire of madness, did not show the slightest bit of retreat.

Using his remaining right arm, he tightly hugged the thigh of a Black Demon Commander, opening his bloody mouth filled with fangs. Like an ancient Vicious Beast driven into a desperate situation, he forcibly tore a large piece of flesh and blood from that red demon's leg!

"What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!" Su Mo crazily chewed on the high-dimensional demonic flesh, his demon god body erupting with terrifying ferocity amidst destruction and Rebirth.

The Demon God Heart beat violently, and the Great Emperor Realm rules began to condense into Su Mo's body.

In another patch of Void Realm not far from him.

Su Jin's white robes were stained with blood, his originally dashing and handsome face now revealing a sickly pallor.

"One Sword... Eternity."

Su Jin's voice was weary; his Origin Sword Intent was nearly exhausted, and the sentient sword in his hand was covered with black demonic blood.

Yet he still stood proudly in the Void Realm. Facing the surging demonic tide like a tsunami, he squeezed out the very last trace of potential within his body, swinging out a brilliant river of swords spanning thirty thousand miles!

Wherever the sword light passed, tens of thousands of demon commanders vanished into thin air.

But the next instant, more demons roared to fill the vacancy, submerging him once again within the Devilish Qi.

And at the very highest point of the battlefield, the most dangerous death zone.

Su Xuan was like a bloody phantom, crazily maneuvering around three purple demon commanders.

The prison-suppressing ming king armor was covered in shocking cracks. Even though it could endlessly devour and evolve through slaughter, under such high-intensity cross-tier gang beating, it had also reached its tolerance limit.

Puchi—!

Risking his back being torn open with a bone-deep bloody groove by the Black Demon Commander's sharp claws, Su Xuan's spear thrust out like a venomous dragon emerging from the sea, precisely piercing through the demonic core of a purple demon commander.

He pulled out the spear, ignoring the bone-deep injury, his emotionless eyes locked tightly onto the next prey.

Heavy rain was about to arrive, dark clouds pressing down on the city.

The entire Great Thousand Star Domain seemed to have plunged into an eternal night, all light extinguished under the dark golden shadow.

A giant boulder of despair pressed down within the hearts of all surviving Cultivator; they struggled bitterly in the quagmire of blood and fire, feeling the approach of death with every breath.

Countless bloodshot eyes involuntarily looked toward the rear.

They did not know whether struggling had any meaning.

But they were still holding onto that breath, waiting... for the sole dawn that could tear apart this boundless dark night.