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He cast a casual glance and noticed that, aside from one slightly inferior Four Star Divine Sect, the rest were all formidable Five-Star Divine Sects, their strength not to be underestimated. Three five-stars equated to a total of ten thousand five thousand points, plus an extra star and star, bringing the total progress to over twenty thousand points. Su Chen quickly calculated in his mind.
"What are you calculating, human brat?" At that moment, the Demon Marquis, wielding a pair of demonic forks, spoke in a chilling tone.
"I'm calculating how much I can sell you lot for after I take you down," Su Chen replied.
"Seeking death!" The Demon Marquis roared. Before his voice faded, he had already swung his demonic forks with a whistling sound that tore through the air, lunging fiercely at Su Chen.
At the same time, on the other side, the Ming Feng Demon General was engulfed in surging Demonic Energy, instantly blocking out the sun and transforming into a massive Black Wraith. With claws bared and hands as large as mountains, it reached out to grab Su Chen.
"Ruyi Jingu Bang, break!" A resolute look flashed across Su Chen's cold face as he shouted. He swung the Ruyi Jingu Bang with immense force, carrying the might to crush mountains and rivers down upon the two Mo Jiang.
In an instant, the dark wraiths in the sky dissipated, and under the impact of the staff's shadow, the two demonic figures turned to nothingness—Mo Jiang fell.
The battle continued without pause. Although Su Chen remained still, he had already unleashed his Sword Control Technique. Behind him, several sharp beams of sword light suddenly coalesced like scythes of death, swiftly slicing through the three Mo Jiang who had not yet managed to escape. Where the sword light passed, Mo Jiang fell one after another without exception.
【Black Myth Unlocked: Ten-Thousand】
Witnessing the tragic fate of their comrades above, the morale of the Alien Army below plummeted. Fear spread like a plague as they abandoned resistance and scattered in all directions.
However, an unyielding cold light flickered in Su Chen's eyes.
"Trying to escape?" Watching the Alien Race retreat like a tide below him, he curled his lips into a chilling smile. To him, although these Alien Races had not reached Shenzong level, each one was a valuable source of points; even tiny ants could accumulate into considerable gains.
"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!" Su Chen murmured. His voice was soft but contained earth-shattering power.
In an instant, the heavens above changed dramatically as countless bolts of thunder rapidly coalesced, as if the entire sky was under the control of an enraged deity.
With a command from him, nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine bolts of thunder surged forth like furious dragons emerging from the sea, carrying destructive power as they crashed down upon the fleeing Alien Army below.
In a flash, all ten thousand Alien Races were reduced to ashes!
【Black Myth Unlocked: Ten-Thousand Ten-Thousand】
【Talent Ability Unlocked: Battle Body】
The Battle Body, a manifestation of immense strength and defense, enveloped in a golden glow during combat, could withstand most attacks.
At this moment, Su Chen's potential was fully unleashed, and the Battle Body was activated. He stood suspended in the air, surrounded by dazzling golden light, resembling a descending deity, radiating an overwhelming aura of authority.
After annihilating numerous Alien Race foes, Su Chen's heart burned with an even fiercer fighting spirit. He chose not to return to camp to claim credit but instead pressed forward towards the frontlines of the Alien Race.
Having unlocked the first stage, he intended to capitalize on this momentum and push through relentlessly.
Meanwhile, Tang Feng arrived late at the battlefield. Faced with the desolate ruins and the scattered remains of the Alien Race, he and his companions exchanged puzzled glances, questioning each other about Su Chen's whereabouts.
A soldier hurriedly reported, "Tang San Shao, he flew alone towards the Alien Race's main camp!"
At these words, a cold glint flickered in Tang Feng's eyes, and a smirk crept onto his lips as he muttered, "Hmph, seeking death on his own; that saves me trouble."
However, when his gaze fell upon the five massive corpses of Mo Jiang on the ground, his expression instantly ignited with fervor.
Slaying enemy generals was a feat worthy of rapid promotion—he could easily rise three ranks and at least be elevated to Commander at the frontlines, gaining significant power.
"Quick! Bring these Mo Jiang corpses back to camp! I want to personally report this achievement!" Tang Feng commanded eagerly, his heart racing at the prospect of presenting this great gift to his superiors to solidify and elevate his position.
At that moment, Su Chen was forging ahead deep within the Alien Race's territory.
In the dark depths of their frontlines, thick Demonic Energy loomed like oppressive clouds, shrouding everything in darkness.
Amidst this chaos, Su Chen’s figure shone like a beacon at dawn, instantly capturing the attention of nearby Alien Race warriors.
They took to the skies en masse, charging towards Su Chen.
Yet before their attacks could even graze him, thousands of brilliant golden hands emerged around him automatically. Each hand contained overwhelming power as they surged forward like a tidal wave.
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