If it weren't for these two severely injuring Li Weiliang earlier, almost putting her to death, these two insignificant ants wouldn't have attracted any of his attention.
Wang Ce's agonized scream twisting in the Tribulation Fire, Mo Yuan's panicked and embarrassed figure fleeing under the bombardnt of the Holy Thunder, did not give him any pleasure, because he knew that the true culprit today was another.
Lin Rui once again cast his gaze towards Li Weiliang, and the ice-cold indifference in his eyes seed to quietly lt slightly.
mories of his childhood erged in his mind, stirring an indescribable emotion in his heart.
Most of Lin Rui's childhood mories had beco vague and indistinguishable, like a dream intertwining reality and illusion, but his mories of his parents were exceptionally clear, as if from yesterday.
At this mont, Li Weiliang's pale face, shattered battle armor, and the residual foreign Primordial Qi in her body made his heart tighten.
Lin Rui originally wanted to go over and take a look, but now was not the ti.
At this mont, Zhu Youheng sent a ssage: Divine, all warships have entered optimal range, target locked!
Lin Rui nodded slightly and waved his sleeve gently: "Comnce the operation according to the pre-determined plan!"
In an instant, sixteen thousand nine hundred warships awakened like slumbering giants, the Star Annihilation Cannons at their bows lighting up instantaneously, resembling a myriad of stars blooming bright at the sa mont. Each warship executed its commands with precision, the energy beams they fired interlocking like the gears of a ticulous clock, seamlessly coordinated without a trace of error.
The brilliant energy beams wove a massive net of light across the sky, dyeing the previously dim firmant in a splendid array of colors. The beams poured down like a torrential rain, slicing through the sky, carrying a world-ending power, engulfing the Three Kingdoms coalition warships in a searing energy storm in an instant.
Where the light beams passed, space seed to tear apart, the air evaporating in high temperatures, forming magnificent curtains of light. Whether it was sturdy ships or powerful Martial Cultivators, in the face of this force, they appeared so fragile, turning to ash in a flash, not even having ti to let out a scream.
The entire battlefield seed engulfed by light and fire, the incandescent glow illuminating every corner, even distant mountains reflecting as if it were day. The energy storm swept through, with the wreckage of enemy ships burning in the air, falling as countless fiery rain, like a grand doomsday fireworks display.
anwhile, Lin Rui stood atop the Great Sun Golden Crow, his eyes sharply gazing over the clouds.
As light and fire raged over the battlefield, the sky was suddenly torn brutally open by an invisible force, a dark red fissure like the maw of a ferocious beast slowly opening above the clouds.
The Hope Venerate, clad in dark red battle armor, slowly stepped out of the fissure, his eyes, beneath the helt, brimming with boundless slaughter and power of hope, coldly and majestically fixed on Lin Rui.
Simultaneously, seventy miles away in another direction, a mass of abyssal purple flas raged fiercely, as if to devour the entire world.
The majestic Divine body of the South Abyss, shrouded in flas, flickered in and out of sight, its terrifying aura distorting the surrounding space.
His face hidden behind the flas, yet his gaze locked onto Lin Rui with an almost tangible focus.
In that mont, the powerful auras of the three Gods clashed violently in the sky, causing visible energy ripples.
These ripples spread outward at an astounding speed, where they passed, space cracking like a shattered mirror, the sea below rising in colossal waves, the surging tide crashing against Yellow Mountain Island with deafening roars.
Everyone on the battlefield was oppressed by this powerful force, struggling to breathe, gazing skyward with eyes filled with fear and awe.
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