Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate
Chapter 964 - 786: Superlimit

The corners of his lips slightly lifted, his face seemed to glow: "There is a rumor in the world that our seventh-generation Sect Hierarch might also be an Outer Heaven Demon, but anyone truly familiar with the life of our seventh-generation Sect Hierarch would know that our seventh-generation Sect Hierarch is actually the first Alien Walker of Sky Extreme Star, the first person to enter the Heavenly Demon Origin!"

Upon hearing this, the waves in everyone's hearts grew even more intense, and the surprise and shock in their chests couldn't be calmed for a long time.

At this moment, they heard the instructions from the Dharma King, Bai Xishi, conveyed through the warship's internal broadcast: "Attention all units, Hope Venerate and the South Abyss have descended, and His Highness is about to begin the battle. The Concept Macro Force Field is about to be activated. All priests, prepare to chant 'The Battle Chant of King Ming'."

At this moment, everyone on the ship felt the powerful aura and oppressive divine power exuded by those two divine beings, feeling as if their souls were being firmly pressed by an invisible giant hand, making it difficult for them to breathe.

No one dared to look up at the sky again, withdrawing their gaze one after another.

With their level of cultivation, directly looking at a god was extremely painful — even exceeding one breath could damage the Primordial Spirit. Even a quick glance felt like their Primordial Spirit was being slashed by a sharp blade, causing unbearable pain. Looking directly at three gods at once was akin to courting death.

The temperature inside the warship rose sharply, a power controlled by the South Abyss over concepts of heat, flame, and burning, scorching their entire fleet like raging fire.

Although shielded by a collective force field, the internal cooling system of the warship was still under heavy stress. All circuits began to show abnormalities, with indicator lights flickering erratically and instruments emitting piercing alarm sounds.

The divine being controlling these three conceptual powers had only reached 99% of their height, yet he possessed the divine-level concepts of 'Immortal' and 'Burning Annihilation,' turning the entire area around the fleet into a sea of fire.

After Hope Venerate emerged from the scarlet fissure, he was gazing up and down at Lin Rui, eyes full of astonishment: "I never imagined that a mere mortal could almost completely master the Pure Method in just a few years and even repel the Dreamy Heavenly Venerate—"

Before his words could fall, his pupils slightly changed color.

"Get lost!" The nine light wheels revolving around Lin Rui suddenly spun faster, so quickly it seemed they were going to drag space-time along.

Before long, these light wheels, like collapsing stars, instantly condensed into a singularity.

At that moment, Lin Rui made a swift hand motion, and a small golden knife shot out from the center of his brows.

In that instant, it seemed as though all the starlight in the universe was being attracted by this small knife, converging towards it.

The conceptual powers of 'Purity,' 'Holy Thunder,' 'Tribulation Fire,' and 'Silent Annihilation,' as well as many other divine-level concepts mastered by Lin Rui, all under the governance of his concept of 'One,' fused into this small knife, transforming it into a brilliant stream of light that, like lightning, shot toward the South Abyss.

At that moment, Lin Rui was like the ruler of the universe, both the starting point of the cosmos and the ultimate destination of all, the root of all power!

Hope Venerate and the South Abyss's expressions changed simultaneously upon seeing this.

The South Abyss no longer cared about Lin Rui's fleet and, without hesitation, transformed his body into a streak of golden light, darting away like an arrow, vanishing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Is this what you call the Root Slash?" Hope Venerate's eyes were filled with an incredulous expression.

The power of this secret technique clearly reached the level of the Tenth Realm Super Monarch! He truly couldn't comprehend how Lin Rui, who rose to prominence in less than two years, managed to master a secret sword of such level.

Hope Venerate then shook his head: "It's a pity, ultimately still in the Immortal Realm."

Although Lin Rui's slash merged numerous divine-level conceptual powers, he still couldn't wield his Holy Thunder and Tribulation Fire with perfect command to harm the South Abyss, a divine being.

But Hope Venerate soon discovered that the South Abyss was still being chased by that golden knife, seemingly struggling, as the two streaks of golden light gradually moved farther ahead.

Hope Venerate's eyes darkened as he realized there might be powers in the golden knife beyond his expectation, or perhaps the South Abyss was deliberately preserving strength, using this golden knife to avoid direct combat with Lin Rui.

Simultaneously, the Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire around Lin Rui entangled like Mad Dragons.

After unleashing the 'Root Slash' elevated to the Tenth Realm Super Monarch Level by two Immortal souls, he then maneuvered the Thunder Fire to form nine intertwining spears of thunder and fire, covered with flowing golden runes, each rune declaring the Master of Light's majesty.

These nine spears crossed the sky like shooting stars, directly targeting Hope Venerate, igniting the air with a sizzling sound as they passed.

The Holy Thunder opened a path upfront, tearing the space into fissures, followed closely by the Tribulation Fire, engulfing everything in it and burning it to ashes!

"Futile struggle!" Hope Venerate sneered coldly, lightly flicking the Blood Blade in his hand, and the nine Holy Thunder vanished like candle flames instantaneously.

This blood-red knife, after drinking countless living beings' blood, was entwined with endless resentment and Blood Qi yet bizarrely contained a power of "hope." Wherever its blade passed, it seemed as though the wails of countless deceased souls could be heard, yet it still blossomed with a glimmer of light amid despair.

With a flash of bloodlight, Hope Venerate had already teleported behind Lin Rui. At this moment, all the forces around Lin Rui were severed — whether it was the Power of Purity or the Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire, they were as fragile as paper under Hope Venerate's blade.