242: Human Emperor Dharma Image

The Human Alliance's reaction could not be called slow; they made the wisest decision: retreat, preserving the embers of civilization as much as possible.

Large star gates were urgently activated, and vast numbers of humans poured toward the desolate border regions of the Eastern Universe.

Space Warp-class spaceships surged toward the rear, creating ripples in deep space.

The Milky Way Galaxy.

The Imperial Capital.

Wan Xingying made emergency arrangements the moment she received the news.

The Milky Way Galaxy, which was once considered a barren region by the Human Alliance on the edge of the Eastern Universe, has now become the final refuge for humanity.

In deep space.

Shui Meng wore deep blue Battle Armor, her expression gradually becoming solemn as she watched the points of light constantly brightening in the distance.

"Boss, I will definitely defend the Milky Way Galaxy!"

Beside her, Ji Xue wore a set of silver Battle Armor, looking nervous.

"Mengmeng, what exactly is happening?"

"Why are there so many transport ships!"

Shui Meng tightly gripped the Realm Lord Level Great Spear He Ming had given her, her tone firm: "Boss is killing bugs on the front line, but there are simply too many of them."

Ji Xue understood that the "Boss" Shui Meng referred to was He Ming, the Human Emperor and Lord of the Star Sea in the hearts of the Blue Star Ancient Martial Arts Faction.

The space fluctuated, and figures appeared around Shui Meng.

Blazing Phoenix's gaze was profound as he looked at the dense, endless human fleet, his heart filled with fighting spirit.

After cultivating for many years, now, finally, he had a chance to put his skills to use.

Venerable Qing Ming's Umbrella-Handle Flying Sword traveled at extreme speed through the Eastern Universe, harvesting the insect army, slaying tens of thousands of insects every second.

But there were simply too many bugs.

Facing the sea of insects, even a Universe Venerable level Divine Weapon seemed inadequate at this moment.

Outside the Star Palace.

Qing Lan clenched her fists, and with a flash of sword light, she was about to soar into the sky, but just as she left the ground, an Immortal-Level Expert pressed down on her shoulder.

"Don't be rash. You are the hope of humanity and should not participate in a battle of this magnitude."

"But..."

The Immortal-Level Expert responsible for guarding the Star Palace had sharp eyes and a resolute attitude.

"There are no 'buts.' Acting impulsively will only cost you your life for nothing."

"You are still young. The future belongs to you, but right now, you are too weak to intervene in this war."

All around, the Universe Venerable level Direct Disciples appeared restless and agitated.

They came from various star systems in the Eastern Universe, where their relatives and close friends resided.

But within the Barrier set up by the Immortal-Level Expert, they could not take half a step outside.

Qing Lan looked toward the Star Palace, and a sliver of hope rose in her heart.

"Wang Chao."

"If Wang Chao successfully breaks through, will that resolve the current crisis?"

The Immortal-Level Expert nodded slightly.

"Yes. As long as he successfully breaks through and becomes a Cosmic Venerable, the doom of the insect race will arrive."

Inside the Star Palace.

The stream of Nine-Colored Star Light surged toward He Ming like a tide. He sat cross-legged in the void, his aura steadily climbing, just one final line away from breaking through.

Naturally, he sensed the insect race slaughtering and devouring star systems throughout the Eastern Universe.

"Don't be distracted. Focus on breaking through."

Venerable Chi Tian's voice sounded in his ear.

He Ming nodded slightly, channeling Star Power into his body with all his might.

Behind him, a human emperor phantom flickered, gradually taking shape.

As the Nine-Colored Star Power integrated, the height of the True Spirit Dharma Idol grew from its initial human height, gradually approaching the limit of breaking through one light-year.

He found that his cultivation speed was climbing exponentially, nearing its peak.

This was because Venerable Chi Tian had previously projected the human emperor phantom across the entire Eastern Universe. As the insect race devoured the universe, the common people who could not evacuate placed their last hope upon that phantom.

Fate and luck were interconnected.

He sensed the emotions of the people.

Unease, panic, despair... but the hope for life remained strong.

He Ming felt the people's calls and prayers.

Hundreds of millions of people were dying at the hands of the insect race every minute, yet he could not move right now.

The anger in his heart converged into a sea, about to erupt.

Finally.

He opened his eyes.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes. The Star Palace began to tremble violently as he stood up, the void fractured, and the Nine-Colored Star Power was instantly sucked dry by him.

Outside the Palace.

The Immortal-Level Expert looked toward the Star Palace, joy flashing in his eyes.

"He succeeded?"

The top geniuses of the Human Alliance stepped forward, discussing amongst themselves.

"This fluctuation! That's right, it's Universe Venerable level!"

"He has such a powerful aura immediately after being promoted!"

Qing Lan's chest heaved violently, her breathing rapid, her eyes full of yearning.

All of this felt like a dream, seeming so unreal.

Their starting points were almost the same, so why was the gap so enormous!?

"I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up to him."

A person beside her stepped forward, patted her shoulder twice, and comforted her, "Junior Sister, your talent ranks within the top three among us. You definitely have hope of advancing to become a Cosmic Venerable in the future."

"Don't lose heart. After all, that guy is a monster. Compared to him, we look like mere mortals."

The gate of the Star Palace opened, and He Ming transformed into a streak of light, vanishing in an instant.

His figure instantly teleported to the front line. The True Spirit Dharma Idol emerged, reaching up to the heavens and spanning over a light-year.

In the distance, a Void Leviathan was roaming the star river, its massive mouth swallowing planets in huge gulps.

Die!

He Ming pointed a finger, and the True Spirit Dharma Idol followed immediately, the black and white Yin-Yang Qi intertwining to pierce through the Void Leviathan's skull.

The massive Star Power burst forth and was instantly absorbed under He Ming's guidance. Consequently, the True Spirit Dharma Idol also became more condensed.

He sighed as he looked at the star system that had been mostly devoured.

With a single thought, the insect race within tens of thousands of light-years were precisely targeted and killed by his killing intent... on a water-blue planet with a population of 39 billion.

People watched in despair as the sky gradually darkened and the massive mouth of the Starry Sky Behemoth slowly closed.

A powerful wind pressure swept through, cracking the earth inch by inch. The suction force was terrifying, pulling shattered chunks of soil and rock into the sky. Even steel skyscrapers twisted, emitting a grating sound.

On the streets, people who were looking up at the scene were lifted off the ground without warning, soaring straight into the clouds.

At this moment, desperate cries for help merged into one continuous sound.

People flailed helplessly in the air, but it was useless.

On the street, a woman pushing a stroller looked up at the sky in horror. She didn't understand what the thing in the sky was, but instinctively, she covered the stroller with her body, hoping to protect her child.

But the suction was too strong, pulling her and the stroller together into the sky.

Just then, a figure arrived across the sky, tightly protecting the mother and child in his arms. With the Battle Armor's thrust fully engaged, he barely managed to escape the range of gravity.

"Wife, hold on tight!"

He flew toward the ground, but an even stronger suction force surged, pulling him into the sky. Even with the Battle Armor's thrust maximized, it was useless.

The mother curled up in her husband's arms, clutching her child tightly. She looked up and whispered tremblingly, "Husband, are we going to die?"

Her husband did not give up hope for life. He condensed Star Power onto his legs, maximizing thrust, and struggled to resist the terrifying suction.

"No, we won't!"