290: Chapter 290 Oh? You can still call for backup?

"Kaka kaka kaka—!!!"

Accompanied by Chen Xi's death-sentence-like command, "Turn into a card for me!", the underlying physical logic of the entire Myriad Realms Black Market space station was forcefully and unreasonably tampered with by a supreme power in an instant!

This was no longer simple magical bombardment or the energy discharge of high-dimensional technology; it was the absolute dominance over this universe displayed by a Miracle Card Maker after ascending to a Creator Sovereign—Conceptual-Level Dimensional Reduction Seal!

Under the horrified gazes of the hundreds of thousands of aliens present, the solid floors beneath their feet made of dark matter alloy, the high-dimensional energy-flowing domes above their heads, and even the free-floating magical elements in the surrounding air all began to flicker frantically with blinding blue static noise.

Like an old television losing its signal, the edges of the entire three-dimensional world began to warp and fold, collapsing frantically toward Chen Xi's right palm suspended in mid-air in a manner that utterly defied visual logic!

"No... No!!! My body... my body is turning into two-dimensional code!!!"

The One-eyed Supervisor, who had been arrogant and overbearing earlier in his attempt to curry favor with the Star God Race's Ninth Prince, was now letting out a shrill, agonizing scream like a slaughtered pig.

He watched in despair as his lower body—those originally strong silicon-based limbs—instantly lost all thickness and weight the moment they touched the dimensional reduction fluctuation, being forcibly "flattened" into floating streams of data composed of zeros and ones! Then, like sewage being sucked away by a pump, this data stream was helplessly drawn into the invisible vortex in Chen Xi's palm.

"Help!! I am the overlord of Orion! I still have ten billion interstellar credits in my card!! I'll give it all to you! Let me go!!!"

"Demon! This is the demonic technology of the Ancient Humans!! Run!!!"

The entire Star Core Auction House, and even this massive Myriad Realms Black Market, instantly turned into a living hell. Countless starry sky overlords and interstellar pirates above Lv. 100 were now like cockroaches sprayed with insecticide, frantically unleashing their life-saving trump cards and tearing through spatial scrolls in an attempt to escape this collapsing zone of death.

However, it was all in vain.

Under the administrator privileges of the civilization seed editor, the concept of [Space] in this star sector had already been packaged and compressed; the spatial rifts they tore open led only to another segment of discarded code about to be cardified!

"Low-dimensional reptile! How dare you use such sorcery to profane the great Star God Race!!!"

In mid-air, the only one still struggling to hold on was the Lv. 130 Ninth Prince of the Star God Race.

His handsome, eerie face was now twisted like a hideous demon. The twelve Stellar Light Wings on his back flapped frantically, erupting with terrifyingly high temperatures capable of melting ordinary planets. The Astral God bloodline within him was pushed to its limit, faintly managing to prop open a small pocket of his own three-dimensional space within Chen Xi's dimensional reduction field!

"I am the son of the Astral God Emperor! The immortal essence of a star flows through my veins! Do you really think a remnant of the Ancient Humans like you, who should have been swept into the trash heap of history long ago, can erase my existence?! You're dreaming!!!"

The Ninth Prince roared hoarsely, suddenly biting the tip of his tongue and spraying a mouthful of golden divine blood into the air.

"[Astral God Forbidden Art: Stellar Dharma Image - Ancestral God Descent]!!!"

Rumble—!!!

As the Ninth Prince recklessly burned his divine blood, a phantom ten thousand feet tall, wreathed in pure white stellar flames, actually coalesced behind him! The phantom radiated a terrifying pressure capable of destroying galaxies, as if a true ancient cosmic god had crossed the river of time and space to gaze coldly down at Chen Xi.

"Oh? You can call for backup too?"

Chen Xi hovered in the center of the collapsing space station, a trace of disdainful mockery flashing in his crimson-gold eyes.

He looked at the Stellar Dharma Image attempting to prop open the dimensional reduction field, his lips curling into a cruel arc:

"You think your old man can save you just by showing up?"

"Forget about a phantom of your father; even if that Astral God Emperor of yours came in person today, I'd still stuff him into a card slot as bond material!!!"

"[Sovereign Judgment: Absolute Deprivation]! Break for me!!!"

Chen Xi's right hand was no longer just hovering; he suddenly pressed it downward!

"Kacha—!!!"

A sound so crisp it felt as if some supreme rule had snapped exploded deep within the Ninth Prince's soul!

Under the Ninth Prince's gaze, which was trembling with soul-deep terror, Chen Xi's dimensional reduction power ignored the absolute high temperature of the Stellar Dharma Image, transforming into a dark-gold hand that blotted out the sky and seized the ten-thousand-foot phantom by the throat!

"Sssla!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft sound like tearing cloth.

The [Ancestral God Descent] phantom, which condensed all of the Ninth Prince's essence blood and the Star God Race's heritage, was actually torn apart by Chen Xi's dark-gold hand, turning into golden specks of light that scattered across the sky! These specks, along with the Lv. 130 True God-level cultivation the Ninth Prince was so proud of, were instantly and forcibly extracted, shattered, and restructured into lines of cold data code!

"No!! My godhead!! My Stellar Origin!! What are you doing!!! Stop!!! Aaaaaah!!!"

The Ninth Prince let out the most shrill and desperate scream of his life. He watched helplessly as his twelve light wings became as flat as paper and his noble body lost its thickness, finally turning into a ridiculous static illustration on the massive card in Chen Xi's palm amidst a flash of blinding white light!

After the Ninth Prince was cardified, the Myriad Realms Black Market space station, having lost its last resistance, also met its end.

"Along with that White Dwarf below, get in here together!"

The madness in Chen Xi's eyes grew even more intense. His target was not just this space station, but the dying White Dwarf below it that could provide endless energy!

"Boom—!!!"

In the vacuum of space, a visible ring of terrifying gravitational waves erupted.

That dying White Dwarf, with a mass so staggering it could capture even light, was actually "plucked" right out of the cosmic star chart under Chen Xi's unreasonable [Miracle: Sublimation] rules!

The massive celestial body began to collapse frantically, from a diameter of thousands of kilometers down to hundreds, then ten, then a hundred meters...

Finally, accompanied by a flash of nine-colored divine radiance that made the soul tremble...

The entire Myriad Realms Black Market suspended in the deep void of space, along with the millions of powerful experts from various alien races and that terrifyingly massive dying White Dwarf, all vanished without a trace!

The once bustling and noisy star sector was now left with nothing but absolute silence and emptiness.

And in Chen Xi's palm, a mythic-grade card—its body a weave of dark gold and deep blue, its edges flowing with a nebula-like brilliant luster—hovered quietly, emitting a heavy pressure capable of crushing space itself!

[Ding! Cross-Dimensional Miracle Creation—Great Success!]