DipNovel Chapter 353 Piercing Through a 10,000-Meter Warship, Soul Search Reveals the Secret: Blue Star Was S
Chapter 353 Piercing Through a 10,000-Meter Warship, Soul Search Reveals the Secret: Blue Star Was S
A market of bones, ruins of an auction venue.
The eerie beams of light from the Death Star's surface slanted across the ruins. The two-hour time limit had expired.
The remaining leaders of the major chambers of commerce dragged 70% of their inventory to the central square. Tens of thousands of high-end storage boxes were piled up like mountains, their seals gleaming.
Lu Sheng sat upright on a chair pieced together from the remains of the amethyst giant. Ten Qin imperial guard terracotta warriors spread out, their electronic eyes flashing as they used high-frequency computing power to inventory the supplies.
Tons of abyssal crystal cores, high-level sea beast marrow, and the origin of alien species from the starry sky.
Lu Sheng raised his hand and grabbed a frost-covered vine, its entire body a deep blue. He then put it in his mouth.
Teeth snapped, bone vines broke. Fragments of ice-based natural laws flowed down the throat. The Ancient Devouring Furnace ground them in reverse.
The cool spiritual energy flowed into his limbs and bones, solidifying the barrier within him that was only a step away from the Spirit Emperor realm.
The tenth terracotta warrior slid to the bone chair and knelt on one knee. A mechanical arm lifted a dark red wooden box.
Inside the box lay a fragment of bronze covered in green rust. Its edges were broken, and in the center was engraved half of a black bird totem.
Lu Sheng picked up the fragment.
It gets extremely hot to the touch.
The nebula imperial pattern on his chest resonated at a high frequency. Within this piece of broken copper and scrap iron lay a mark of law originating from the same source as the ancient emperor.
Before it could be examined further, the green rust on the surface of the fragment faded completely, revealing a blinding blood-red light.
The crimson light shot straight up to the shattered dome above, disappearing into the pitch-black depths beyond the orbit of the dead star.
The starry sea suddenly changed.
The gravitational vortex was violently torn apart by a brute force. The massive jump channel took shape steadily.
A dark gold warship, ten thousand meters long, sailed out at a low altitude. The sculpture of a soaring black bird at its bow exuded an ancient and imposing aura.
Hundreds of cultivators clad in heavy Qin armor stood on the wide deck. Long spears stood in rows, their qi and blood forming arrays.
The main control room's suspended lifting platform descended smoothly.
A commander clad in a black robe with five claws looked down at the ruins.
The spiritual pressure of a late-stage Spirit Emperor realm expert was unleashed without reservation. The gravity maintenance system of the Bone Market let out a mournful cry and immediately crashed. The alien merchants kneeling around him coughed up blood and prostrated themselves on the ground.
The commander's gaze pierced through the dust, precisely locking onto the nebula pattern on Lu Sheng's chest.
"The vessel left behind by the ancient emperor in the ancestral land is quite resilient," the commander said indifferently.
He raised his right hand, and a roll of gold and jade silk stretched out from his palm.
"Given the decree of the Crown Prince Regent of the Immortal Qin Kingdom, kneel and receive it!" The voice, carrying the shockwaves of the laws, caused the ground of the Death Star to crack. "The remaining essence of Blue Star, along with what you obtained in the black market, shall all be transferred to the ship."
Lu Sheng played with the warm fragment, leaning back in the bone chair without moving.
"When Earth was being used as a chopping board, you rats were nowhere to be seen. Now that the meal's cooked, you come running to ask for a takeaway?"
A layer of frost covered the commander's face.
"Foolish. His Highness the Crown Prince led his troops into hiding to preserve the flame of civilization. How dare you, a weapon of such low status, interfere?" The commander coldly stared at Lu Sheng with a judgmental tone. "It is your good fortune that this body can bear the burden of the restoration of orthodoxy."
He pointed his finger at the fragment Lu Sheng was holding and uttered ancient syllables: "Bloodline, suppress."
The fragment emitted a shriek.
The blood-red light transformed into eight chains covered in barbs, which pierced Lu Sheng's arm and headed straight for his heart and dantian.
The highest-level bloodline restriction of the Immortal Qin royal family. Specifically designed to lock down disobedient creations.
The commander raised his chin, waiting for that arrogant body to kneel down and beg for mercy.
One breath. Two breaths.
Lu Sheng burped.
At the dantian, the deathly gray, ancient Devouring Heaven Furnace was fully open.
The eight runic chains had barely touched the furnace wall when they were shredded by the terrifying gravity emanating from within. The ruthless laws crushed them into a pinch of pure spiritual energy, which then seeped into the bloodstream.
Lu Sheng stood up and twisted his neck from side to side. The cracking of his joints echoed in the silent square.
"Is this all you have for your back door?" Lu Sheng brushed the bronze powder off his palm. "No salt, so it's a bit bland."
The commander's face twitched violently, and his right hand slammed down: "Traitor! Kill him, strip him of his essence!"
On the deck, hundreds of Qin-armored cultivators pointed their spears in unison.
A hexagonal, dark gold light curtain illuminated the outer layer of the warship. High-energy particles converged at the main gun muzzle, and a dark blue beam of light pointed directly at Lu Sheng.
Twelve black and gold dragon wings spread out behind Lu Sheng.
Qi and blood flow like an abyss, bursting forth from the body.
The sound barrier collapsed one after another. Only a scorched afterimage remained, pierced by the extremely high temperature.
Lu Sheng charged headlong into the 10,000-meter warship, all by himself.
The black flames of the solar eclipse enveloped his right fist. The immense power of his mortal body, three thousand times greater than that of a human, was not diminished in the slightest.
The fist struck the dark gold light barrier. The shield emitted a harsh, piercing sound.
The light curtain caved inward to its limit and then completely collapsed.
A powerful shockwave swept across the deck. Hundreds of cultivators were thrown to the ground, their tightly knit battle formation crumbling.
Lu Sheng didn't stop moving; he pulled his right hand back.
A burst of purple-gold light erupted. The Dragon Devouring Spear was unleashed.
He transformed into a deadly line that pierced the sky, shooting straight into the main control room of the bridge.
The commander hastily unleashed three Heavenly Rank defensive magical artifacts.
The first bronze bell was pierced through the wall by the Dragon Devouring Spear.
The second battle flag was immediately burned upon encountering the black flames of a solar eclipse.
The third breastplate, along with the sturdy sternum behind it, was brutally torn apart by the spear tip.
The immense kinetic energy pinned the commander straight to the towering back of the command seat.
Golden royal blood dripped down the purple-gold spear shaft.
He took less than three breaths throughout the entire process.
The colossal Celestial Qin Black Bird warship was pierced through, leaving a gaping hole. The sound of metal snapping echoed throughout the market.
The commander gripped the spear shaft that had pierced his chest tightly with both hands. His vitality, honed by his late-stage Spirit Emperor realm cultivation, kept him from dying on the spot.
His eyes bulged, filled with horror: "You... dare to kill the legitimate heir..."
Lu Sheng reached out with his left hand and gripped the other's skull. His five fingers, like iron hooks, pierced the scalp and embedded themselves deeply into the bone.
"Orthodox?" Lu Sheng's eyes were cold and merciless, showing no pity whatsoever.
Soul Search activated. A domineering will swept across the commander's sea of consciousness, ignoring any resistance from spiritual sources.
Fragments of memory unfold like a scroll painting.
The regent prince, who fled the solar system, has long since torn away the pretense of preserving the flame and become an interstellar bandit. To plunder high-level resources, this ark fleet, flying the banner of the Immortal Qin, hunts down weaker civilizations everywhere.
In fact, the seller of that high-dimensional bounty on Earth that attracted scavengers from all over the universe was none other than them.
They traded their home planet for protection within the Scavenger Alliance.
"You feed others' dogs, and then you become the dogs yourselves." Lu Sheng stated the facts in an extremely calm tone, "You're not even worthy of being appetizers."
He clenched his fingers tightly. The skull emitted a series of cracking sounds.
The dragon runes glowed red and shot into the sky.
The blood and energy of a late-stage Spirit Emperor, the complete laws, and the origin of heaven and earth flowed back into his body like a torrent through his arm. The commander's body rapidly withered, eventually turning into ashes that scattered across the command seat.
The system panel was scrolling rapidly.
[Absorbed the essence of a late-stage Spirit Emperor Realm cultivator. Spiritual Source Reserves +800000.]
[The foundation for breaking through to the next realm is complete. Prepare to face the natural tribulation of lightning.]
Lu Sheng stood on the ravaged bridge and drew his Dragon Devourer Spear.
He stood alone amidst the ruins, treading upon this false orthodoxy. He flicked away the last drop of golden blood from the tip of his spear, and the two black stars deep within his eyes spun faster.
In his memory search, besides a bunch of junk information, he also unearthed a very significant coordinate.
Under the rancher's command, the core of the third star sector is the "Life Cultivation Factory".
That place is specifically used to raise high-dimensional living food from all races of the universe. Its energy reserves are ten or even a hundred times greater than those of the Bone Market.
"Life cultivation factory." Lu Sheng pondered these six words.
The laws of the Abyss Water System and the Black Flames of the Solar Eclipse alternated and died around him. He needed enough nourishment to fill his stomach, and even more so, he needed to borrow a heavenly tribulation to completely smash this pot.
A new source of goods has been found.