Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate
Chapter 962 - 786: Superlimit

As Lin Rui's battle orders spread throughout the entire fleet, all 16,900 warships powered up their Star Annihilation Cannons, the barrels flickering with a cold, eerie light, as if countless giant beasts were opening their bloodthirsty eyes. With the commencement of the awe-inspiring barrage, dazzling energy beams poured down like a torrential rain, cutting through the sky and instantly unleashing a scorching energy storm on the battlefield, with a momentum capable of destroying the heavens and earth.

The fleet's interior was also in an uproar, especially the fleet directly under the Forest Group and the warships purchased by the main temple of the Light God Sect, all of which were equipped with spacious prayer rooms.

The domes of the prayer rooms were inlaid with dazzling, sun-like bright lamps and simple yet mysterious energy circuits. The surrounding 360 matrix crystals refracted a glass-like halo, with light passing through mystical runes carved on the metallic walls, weaving together a brilliant and colorful spectacle, creating an atmosphere both solemn and sacred.

The priests, wearing the uniform robes of the Light God Sect, bore golden emblems symbolizing the Light God Sect on their chests, their expressions serious and solemn.

Each of their faces was filled with piety, reverence, and excitement as they knelt on both knees, their foreheads lightly touching the deck, their hands clasped on their chests, murmuring incantations and chanting the teachings of the Light God Sect, offering their most sincere respect to the gods and the Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire in their hearts.

Their spirits were drawn by an invisible force, feeling an unprecedented divine power surging within them. The priests' holy fire marks began to resonate, emitting a faint glow, conjuring golden-white thunder. These thunders slithered along the energy bands like spiritual serpents on the walls and then, within the fleet's collective force field shield, formed a vast rune network. Thunder flashed, holy fire blazed, and an imposing aura enveloped the entire fleet as if covered by a divine power.

At the same time, within the bridge command cabin of the illustrious battleship, the two Vice Sect Hierarchs, Wan Yan and Wan Lei Marquis, along with the Wisdom Divine Envoy Xiao Xingyi and the Judgement Divine Envoy Zhuang Fatian, gazed at the battlefield through the massive porthole.

In their hearts were both shock and awe at Lin Rui's formidable divine power and a deep concern over the outcome of this divine war.

Wan Yan was still somewhat dissatisfied with his authority being usurped by Lin Rui.

Yet, at this moment, watching Lin Rui standing atop the Great Sun Golden Crow, surrounded by Holy Thunder and Tribulation Fire with god-like majesty, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Sky Abyss!" Wan Yan's scalp tingled as he took a deep breath: "I never imagined that His Highness King Ming is the Master of Serenity, the Ninth Abyss."

Any disdain he had for Lin Rui dissolved, leaving only deep respect and apprehension.

Wan Yan thought that this Sky Abyss was indeed incredibly forbearing, having already mastered the Pure Method well before succeeding King Ming, yet having kept it hidden, neither flaunting nor revealing. Without showing much of his foundation, Lin Rui had built an immense reputation and influence within the Divine Sect, wielding significant power at the main temple.

Both myself and the Invincible Dharma King, completely manipulated within his grasp.

For example, those warships purchased for the main temple, all configurations were the result of a compromise between King Ming and the Invincible Dharma King, ostensibly for future quantum jump installations, but actually prepared specifically for today's battle.

This shows that King Ming's strategic foresight is profound.

However—

"But facing two gods on the opposite side, Hope Venerate and South Abyss, even if His Highness is the Master of Serenity, can he truly emerge victorious? This is different from the Heavenly Curtain War."

Wan Yan's gaze revealed a hint of worry, although feeling dissatisfaction, he knew that the outcome of this divine war would determine the future of the Light God Sect, and he, Wan Yan, was but a grasshopper on this ship of the Light God Sect.

Wan Lei Marquis shared a grave expression, sensing the immensely powerful aura surrounding Lin Rui, which was suffocating, as well as the colossal power formed by the belief of millions of priests within the fleet. With a cold gaze, she said, "Indeed, Hope Venerate and South Abyss are no ordinary figures, but His Highness King Ming is well-prepared today, and by now, we have no other choice but to fight!"

This 'King Ming' increasingly resembles the 'Guang Ming' from the Light Teachings prophecy, the savior who would cleave darkness with Holy Thunder, purge the world with Tribulation Fire, and illuminate the world with light.

So no matter how dire the current situation, she must remain unwavering and do everything in her power to fight alongside King Ming until a miracle happens.

—This is the faith she has upheld and followed for over 200 years! Her pursuit of light is deeply rooted in her soul!

Wan Yan tugged slightly at his lips upon hearing this, thinking that in battles of this scale, they couldn't even contribute.

The Wisdom Divine Envoy Xiao Xingyi seemed pensive: "Indeed, as Marquis said! In the current situation, we must fight to the death, but I am quite puzzled as to why His Highness must come to Yellow Mountain Island to save Beicheng at all costs?"

He immediately noticed several strange glances cast his way, so Xiao Xingyi quickly waved his hand to explain: "Gentlemen, please do not misunderstand! The Beicheng District is naturally crucial to our Divine Sect, just as King Ming mentioned. If Beicheng falls, our sect's foundation in the Southern Continent will be completely uprooted, countless believers will be plunged into deep suffering, and the faith of our sect's followers will be severely impacted. The Divine Sect cannot stand by and watch the 1.3 million Protecting Sect Divine Army brothers in Beicheng fall into a desperate situation without trying to help. However—"