354: Chapter 354 Forced Incursion into the Forbidden Zone, Ten Thousand Empress Clones Awaken – This Wave is Full of Experience Packs!

Deep in the starry sky, a dead zone where the gravity of two massive galaxies converged.

Dark Matter Storms formed meat-grinder-like turbulence here. Once an ordinary interstellar spacecraft was caught in it, it would be torn into atoms within half a breath.

The computing power of the Heavenly Palace's war array heavenly disk crossed tens of millions of light-years, following Luo Tianfei's retina, transforming into a series of faint blue spatial coordinates and entering Lu Sheng's Sea of Consciousness.

"Warp path locked."

Lu Sheng stood in the vacuum. Ten Xianqin Terracotta Warriors were arrayed behind him.

Deep within the storm ahead, an artificial celestial body made entirely of grayish-white crystals and deep-space heavy metals lay hidden.

Its volume was ten times that of the Blue Star.

The core of the Scavenger Alliance's Third Star Sector—the "Life Cultivation Factory."

Lu Sheng did not hide his tracks.

Twelve Black-gold Dragon Wings spread out behind him. He reached out with both hands, his ten fingers plunging into the distorted spatial barrier before him.

His Physical Body exerted force. His vertebrae emitted a series of muffled, thunderous cracks.

Three thousand times the strength of a mortal body erupted.

*Riiip.*

The barrier split open with a gap ten thousand feet long. Lu Sheng threw himself through it, descending directly above the celestial body.

Alarms pierced through the background radiation of the galactic rift and into his Soul.

The thick armor on the factory's surface flipped open. Tens of thousands of Antimatter Railguns rose in unison, their muzzles glowing with a faint light that could annihilate all matter.

Radar locked onto the intruder. Ten thousand cannons fired simultaneously.

Faint blue rays wove into a giant net of death with no blind spots, blanketing downward.

Lu Sheng did not retreat a single step.

The Extreme Abyss Water System Law within his body surged, turning into a layer of black water film that covered his entire body. The Eclipse Black Flame then emerged from his body, adhering to the outer layer of the water film.

Water and fire intertwined. Extreme cold and destruction formed an absolute defensive force field.

Antimatter rays washed over the shield. Blinding light submerged the entire Star Domain. Ripples stirred on the shield's surface as the black flame assimilated and devoured all the destructive kinetic energy within the rays.

Before the intense light dissipated, Lu Sheng plunged straight down, braving the carpet-bombing.

His feet slammed heavily onto the alloy dome of the factory's outer layer.

A shockwave spread out in a ring. Tens of thousands of surrounding Floating Turrets snapped in half.

He crouched on one knee, his hands gripping the hundred-meter-thick alloy armor plate.

His muscles bulged as he pulled violently.

The high-density armor, strong enough to withstand stellar storms, was torn open by his bare hands, leaving a massive gap.

A strong, pungent smell of biochemical preservatives wafted from below.

Lu Sheng leaped into the gap, with the Terracotta Warriors following close behind.

His feet touched the ground.

The internal environment defied the common understanding of a military factory. There were no heavy robotic arms, no conveyor belt assembly lines.

What met his eyes was an endless storage area for green cultivation fluid.

Under the faint green cold light, hundreds of thousands of towering glass cylinders reached up to the dome.

Lu Sheng's gaze swept over the nearest cultivation pillar.

Inside the thick glass, a naked, living body was suspended in the nutrient solution.

Black hair, cold white skin, eyes tightly shut. Complex blood-colored patterns were branded on her wrists.

Luo Tianfei.

Lu Sheng shifted his gaze.

The second, the third, the ten-thousandth.

They all had the exact same face. The same physique. The same Bloodline mark.

A deathly silent jungle of clones.

The sharp sound of treads grinding against the metal floor reached his ears.

A high-altitude elevator descended. A cyborg with anti-gravity treads for its lower body and six thick mechanical prosthetic limbs on its upper body stopped a hundred paces away.

The Third Star Sector Supervisor. His Spiritual Pressure fluctuations were stable at the Spirit Emperor Realm Late Stage.

"Low-dimensional mutant, your recklessness has exposed your ignorance." The supervisor's six electronic eyes locked onto Lu Sheng, his tone completely flat.

He raised a mechanical arm, gesturing across the field of culture dishes.

"That ridiculous Ancient Emperor of yours thought he could turn the tide by creating a 'unique key' that fuses high-dimensional frequencies. Once the code is deciphered, it loses its value for confidentiality."

The supervisor's voice echoed in the faint green space.

"The Alliance drained the spirit sources of several galaxies to analyze this set of high-dimensional frequencies. We've cultivated them in batches and deployed them in mass production. We can now freely open the blind-box Secret Realms left by countless extinct civilizations in the Universe. That original you are protecting is just a piece of junk that has long been scrapped."

After hearing this explanation, Lu Sheng's gaze fixed on the blood-colored marks on the wrists of those clones.

Inside those marks, extremely pure high-dimensional frequency fragments pulsed.

This thing was a variant of high-level Law crystals.

"A code?" Lu Sheng's Adam's apple bobbed.

The supervisor's six prosthetic limbs simultaneously pressed the main control panel at his waist.

"Defense protocol, third level. Living weapons, awaken."

The command was issued.

The green liquid in the culture dishes boiled and drained. Tens of thousands of special glass walls shattered simultaneously.

Tens of thousands of "Luo Tianfeis" opened their eyes.

Their pupils were hollow, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

They all erupted with the aura of the Spirit King Realm Peak. This massive volume of Spiritual Pressure converged, forcefully crushing the gravity field inside the factory until it collapsed.

Clones filled the sky, stepping through the Void Realm, their bodies leaving afterimages. Tens of thousands of blood-colored blade lights condensed from high-dimensional Laws formed a lethal net, descending upon Lu Sheng.

The supervisor's electronic eyes glowed bright red as he activated recording mode, preparing to collect the residual data of the intruder being slaughtered.

Facing this sky-filling killing formation, Lu Sheng did not draw his dragon devouring spear.

Within his eye sockets, two black miniature stars rotated at high speeds.

The high-dimensional frequency fragments contained within those tens of thousands of shells had an aura a hundred times purer than the storm crystal cores he had devoured before.

This was exactly the final brick he needed to break through the Spirit Emperor Realm barrier.

Deep within his Dantian, the ancient desolate heaven swallowing furnace emitted a substantial, low roar.

Lu Sheng spread his arms, allowing the first round of blood-colored blade lights to slash against the black-gold Dragon scales on his chest, creating a long string of dazzling sparks.

"You call this a code."

He licked away a drop of golden blood oozing from the corner of his mouth as a deathly gray Desolation gravity erupted from his body.

"I call this a Full-Course Feast."