Chapter 358: Main God Space (14)
"Over here!"
The owl-like beastman's eyes rippled like water. He keenly detected a surge of aura and immediately pointed out the location for his teammates.
Almost the instant the words left his mouth, someone reacted.
A blade and sword crossed, unleashing overwhelming power that annihilated space. The attack slashed toward the direction the beastman had indicated, stirring up an endless torrent of destructive force.
"Did we hit him?"
The others looked at the obliterated area. They knew their teammate's strength well. That combined blade and sword strike would be difficult for even a peak ninth-layer Saint to withstand.
Yet just as they anticipated victory, the surging torrent suddenly rebounded. The terrifying destructive power swept outward, forcing them to squint. Within that devastating flood, ordinary Saints would likely be erased.
Not good!
They spotted a figure flickering within the annihilating aura.
Then it fully revealed itself.
A handsome white-robed youth with an immortal-like bearing.
"Where is Gao Qiang... where did Gao Qiang go?"
Gao Qiang was the man with the blade and sword. He had charged forward in an instant to kill Su Chen.
Yet only Su Chen emerged from the heart of the storm.
With a casual wave of his hand, Su Chen released a horrifying aura that nearly blinded them, like a blazing black sun descending.
He offered no reply, but the answer was obvious.
Gao Qiang was dead.
In a single instant, their teammate—who possessed power comparable to a ninth-layer Saint—had perished.
Though they had survived countless missions, the death of a comrade still ignited fury in their hearts.
"Kill him! No matter who you are, you will pay the price!"
Only one thought remained in their minds: kill the youth before them.
The young man acted first. He drew the long blade at his waist and executed a simple downward slash. A golden holy light shot forward, arriving before Su Chen in an instant. The terrifying force could threaten even a Saint King. This was the Godslayer Squad's trump card that allowed them to disdain the Holy Clan's progenitor.
They possessed fearsome strength and techniques that made them invincible in ninth-level worlds.
But this time, they had encountered Su Chen.
To a true immortal who had overcome one tribulation after another, so-called peerless geniuses, ancient monsters, and supreme freaks were nothing new. Su Chen had seen far too many of them—even bizarre physiques and terrifying races born with mastery over laws. In his eyes, they were merely larger ants. Only immortals could contend with immortals.
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In Su Chen's pupils, the projection of a golden-feathered blade light appeared. The terrifying blade capable of cleaving a Saint King's body halted an inch from his face and could advance no further.
The young man stared in shock at the scene.
A single finger.
The youth had blocked his full-powered strike with just one finger. This was no fluke—it was an insurmountable gap.
The other four felt a ominous premonition rise in their hearts.
"We must save the captain!"
Su Chen sensed a perfectly coordinated killing move closing in on him, compressing the surrounding space.
A thunderous boom echoed, as if heaven and earth fell silent together.
At the same moment, with a light flick of his finger, the long blade in the Godslayer Squad captain's hand shattered. The blade's spirit let out a pained wail as the captain was sent flying backward.
"Captain!"
The owl-like beastman moved swiftly to catch the young man, but cold sweat suddenly drenched him. He stared ahead in disbelief.
His ability allowed him to glimpse brief moments of the future.
With a bitter laugh, the beastman roared, "Run!"
He chose to self-destruct without hesitation, buying time for his teammates.
The remaining three had yet to understand the situation when a hand seized the beastman's head and lifted him high. The destructive aura of his intended self-explosion vanished instantly.
He could not even detonate.
"You... what kind of monster are you?"
The owl-like beastman struggled desperately, his voice filled with shock and despair.
"Let go of my companion!"
Gu Xiaoxiao shouted in fury. She spread her hands and pressed them inward. This was her ability—mastery over space. She could compress the space in a region and use that force to kill her enemies. The technique had always been infallible. Even a Saint King would suffer severe injuries if caught off guard.
Yet Gu Xiaoxiao discovered that her hands could not come together. An invisible repulsive force kept them apart.
"Aaaah!"
With a scream, blood flowed from her seven orifices. Her petite body became drenched in blood, but her hands still refused to meet.
Not good!
The mechanical being beside her snapped out of his fear. His mechanical heart burned at full power.
Su Chen raised his other hand and slapped down casually.
Terror filled Gu Xiaoxiao's expression as she realized she could not move.
The horrifying force locked onto her. The strike arrived in an instant, impossible to dodge or block.
Bang!
A sea of flames erupted before Gu Xiaoxiao's eyes. The aura was all too familiar. She stood there in a daze, her hands dropping limply. Two streams of clear tears slid down her face, following her gaze of utter despair.
Su Chen paid no mind to the fact that he had not slapped Gu Xiaoxiao to death. A stream of black energy instantly swallowed the owl-like beastman. Accompanied by a miserable scream, the cry lasted only a few breaths before vanishing completely. Another eighth-layer Saint had been effortlessly refined.
The power was enough to make one despair.
Gu Xiaoxiao lacked even the courage to take a single step. She could only watch as the youth's figure—no, as the terrifying demon lord—approached her step by step.
"Hmm?"
Su Chen sensed an aura rising behind him. He slowly turned his head.
The woman in the suit had reached the heavily injured young man's side.
She transformed into a streak of white light, shifting and changing until she became a long blade that fell into the young man's hand. A terrifying aura erupted within him, surpassing all limits and instantly shattering the Saint King barrier.
Soldier transformation... the Main God Space contained all kinds of methods. A top-tier team's configuration was extremely comprehensive. Unless one possessed overwhelming superior force, destroying such a team was nothing more than a pipe dream.
"In the end, it is still an ant trying to shake a tree."
Su Chen's expression remained calm as he watched the young man charge at him once more, burning with fearless passion.
If passion were enough, what need was there for strength?
This was the lesson endless years had taught Su Chen.
A thunderous boom rang out.
The divine weapon shattered. This time it did not even utter a wail. The young man flew backward again. His illusory battle armor broke apart and slowly dissipated into the form of a hazy woman in a suit.
"What kind of monster are you exactly..."
Facing the question, Su Chen replied indifferently, "I am the Main God Space rookie you have been looking for."