“Good dogs don’t block the road—get out of my way!” Lin Xiaohe’s skin was crawling with goosebumps.
The devouring ring of that mysterious energy was getting closer and closer!
The seven gods stood frozen in place, their fear rushing up from their physical forms and spilling all the way into the fourth dimension.
Their life essences up in the 4th dimension were trembling uncontrollably.
For a moment, their minds went completely blank, unable to process what to do.
Wesley and the others formed a protective formation around Lin Xiaohe.
They stared hard at the so-called gods blocking their path.
The two sides faced off in the dead silence of space—so quiet it was maddening.
The Fifth Star Ring Commander quietly ordered the human warships to pick up speed, making sure they didn’t fall behind.
The Chief Scientist asked softly, “Are those the gods’ true forms?”
On the massive control screen, seven clusters of sinister red energy glowed brilliantly.
“Yeah.”
“They don’t look much like Yanidam from the First Star Ring,” the Chief Scientist said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
“The Zerg Grand Tomb could take human form too. These extraterrestrial beings probably can as well.”
The Chief Scientist’s curiosity burned bright, and he was itching to get closer: “Commander, speed it up—let’s go take a look. It’s weird, though. Why do they all insist on having humanoid forms? Biologically speaking, a humanoid shape is the least energy-efficient and least effective design.”
The Fifth Star Ring Commander’s forehead was covered in dark lines.
The warships were already pushed to their maximum speed.
“Do you even realize that engine overload could cause these ships to break apart in space? And aren’t you afraid of running headfirst into those gods up ahead?”
The Chief Scientist curled his lip, entirely unbothered: “Everyone dies sooner or later. Besides, Lin Xiaohe’s got our back! I’ll bet a million star credits—they wouldn’t dare throw down with her!”
The Fifth Star Ring Commander rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Who had time for gambling at a time like this? Only this clueless idiot, completely absorbed in his scientific curiosity.
The Fifth Star Ring Commander’s heart was in his throat, deeply worried about Lin Xiaohe facing off against seven gods alone.
Lin Xiaohe was already getting impatient. Time was life—she couldn’t afford to waste it like this.
“Move it or lose it!”
Huh?
Well, that was certainly a question.
The seven gods snapped out of it at Lin Xiaohe’s threatening tone, glancing at each other in uncertainty.
They started chattering among themselves using the Sui Xing civilization’s private communication channel.
“How about… we don’t fight? That thing is… come on, our lives are more important!”
“Uh. I’m not saying I’m scared of Lin Xiaohe, but we’ve waited all the way until the 7th Era. There are bigger things to do, more important missions waiting for us. There’s no point wasting time on Lin Xiaohe, right?”
“Ahem, well, what if Chu Huaizhi asks about it? What do we tell him?”
“Is Chu Huaizhi your daddy?! Whatever he says, we just jump? Have some self-respect!”
“Heh, you’re all a bunch of cowards! No wonder you got sent out here. It’s just Lin Xiaohe—what’s there to be afraid of?! I’m different from you.”
The god who said that cut the comms, leaped forward, and sized up Lin Xiaohe with a veiled glance, arrogance dripping from his voice: “So you got his legacy, huh? You know we’re from Sui Xing. Then you must know our Sui Xing tradition! When facing an elder, what are you supposed to say?”
The other six gods stared at him like he’d lost his mind.
Guan Shan, are you out of your goddamn mind?! How dare you pull the elder card on Lin Xiaohe?!
Aren’t you afraid she’ll blow you to bits with one shot?
But Lin Xiaohe wasn’t as quick to throw hands as they expected.
“Say what you gotta say. Stop beating around the bush.”
The god Guan Shan chuckled, his body inflating like a balloon.
He began to glow, his skin turning into translucent, wood-like veins. His limbs stretched and branched out across the silent cosmic scale, twisting into gnarled giant branches and crystalline roots that dug deep into the folds of space itself.
In an instant, a serene planet-sized tree materialized amid the starry sea. Its leaves were woven from light and dark matter, each one cradling a miniature white glowing sphere that spun slowly in the vacuum, radiating ancient and terrifying energy.
“Lin Xiaohe, the Unspeakable Existence does not belong in this world. You will pay a heavy price for your actions!”
That once-serene planet-tree suddenly had all its billions of leaves—each holding a white glowing sphere—go dark at once.
The next instant, every branch and root contracted with unprecedented ferocity, coalescing into a single wooden greatspear spanning across the stars.
Its tip pointed straight at Lin Xiaohe, and a wave of pure, malevolent psychic force rushed ahead like a tangible tsunami.
“Peering… into… the end…”
An ancient will arrived alongside the attack.
This was Guan Shan’s ultimate move—his unbeatable trump card. Even Chu Huaizhi would have a rough time dealing with this kind of power.
But Lin Xiaohe wasn’t Chu Huaizhi.
Before the attack could even reach her brow, she raised her spear—no aiming, no hesitation, as if she were just brushing off a speck of dust.
She didn’t even tap into that mysterious power. She used only pure life essence for this single strike.
A thread of light, condensed to its absolute limit—as if carrying all the final heat and brilliance of a dying supernova—pierced silently through the psychic tsunami and struck dead-center into the greatspear’s core!
Time itself seemed to freeze.
The violently coalesced greatspear came to an abrupt halt in the void.
Then, fine, web-like cracks of searing brightness erupted from its core, spreading wildly in an instant across the entire planet-sized plant structure.
No explosion. Just a crisp, shattering sound that echoed through every soul present.
The colossal tree-form, as if drained of all life and law, flickered silently and dissolved into ash, scattering across the cold vacuum.
Lin Xiaohe slowly lowered her spear, her gaze as indifferent as ever.
“Villains die from talking too much.”
Hiss—
Everyone who witnessed it sucked in a sharp breath.
Lin Xiaohe had grown stronger—again!
She hadn’t even used that mysterious energy. She’d killed a god with her own raw power alone.
So casual. So effortless. Like slaughtering a chicken.
The remaining six gods were the most terrified of all—far more than any human.
They knew exactly how viciously their unlucky comrade and Lin Xiaohe had clashed—barely scraping out a tiny victory—to get to where they were!
But this time, Lin Xiaohe had taken out Guan Shan on both the physical and soul level with just one simple move!
They couldn’t find a trace of him anywhere in the 4th dimension!
Lin Xiaohe’s terrifying rate of evolution was absolutely horrifying—even more frightening than the Zerg.
In that moment, they deeply questioned whether dragging Lin Xiaohe onto their chessboard as a pawn had been the worst decision they’d ever made?
While their thoughts were spiraling into chaos, they all received a communication from Chu Huaizhi.
【I’ve arrived at the Third Star Ring. Hold Lin Xiaohe there. Wait for me.】
Chu Huaizhi was worried they’d go too far and destroy Lin Xiaohe’s body—then where would he find the Source Body to hand over to Nüwa?
But to his utter shock, their reply was: 【Not fighting anymore. She’s too crazy!】
Huh?!
Chu Huaizhi’s expression froze. What the hell happened?!
