The battle eventually reached its climax.

The starry sky had already become unrecognizable, with broken warships drifting endlessly through space.

Countless asteroids had vanished entirely, and even the nearby planets had suffered varying degrees of destruction from the terrifying shockwaves spreading across the battlefield.

At this moment, Pei Shuanzhen stood alone amidst the endless cosmos. The crimson spear in his hand dripped with blood, and his armor carried countless cracks, yet the aura radiating from his body remained overwhelming, like an ancient god of war who had returned from a forgotten age.

Across from him, the remnants of the Stellar Empire fleet had completely lost all fighting spirit.

Fear filled every face, despair occupying every heart.

They simply could not understand, how could a mere Tier-11 lifeform defeat an entire interstellar fleet?

How could someone cross a major realm and suppress a commander empowered by a stellar formation?

Such things should have been impossible, but reality stood before them, stating otherwise.

At this moment, the old man coughed another mouthful of blood, his armor already shattered almost completely.

The mechanical deity behind him had disappeared long ago, the stellar formation long since collapsed. The fleet was crippled; everything had been destroyed.

His aged eyes stared at Pei Shuanzhen with disbelief and unwillingness.

"You... who exactly are you...?"

His voice carried confusion.

Such a monster should not exist within a newly awakened civilization, not even in the Stellar Empire or the entire starfield.

At this moment, Pei Shuanzhen slowly raised his spear.

His expression remained calm.

"I just don’t like outsiders point weapons at my home."

The old man fell silent for a brief moment, then, he suddenly laughed bitterly.

There would be no surrender, compromise, or negotiations; this battle would only end with complete annihilation.

The next moment, a spear light pierced through the heavens!

*Boom!*

The old man’s body exploded instantly, his armor, body, and cultivation all vanishing without a trace.

The commander of the Stellar Empire fleet had fallen!

The battlefield became completely still for an instant before chaos erupted.

The surviving warships immediately attempted to flee.

Unfortunately, Pei Shuanzhen had no intention of allowing that.

One spear strike after another swept across the cosmos.

Gigantic explosions continuously illuminated the darkness as thousands of warships perished and countless cultivators died without intact bodies.

The once mighty fleet that could destroy entire civilizations was erased completely.

...

Meanwhile, on the blue planet below.

Billions of people watched the scene unfold through satellites, projections, and countless communication networks.

The entire world had fallen into stunned silence before erupting into overwhelming cheers.

Countless people cried, many laughed, and some even knelt, constantly shouting Pei Shuanzhen’s name.

For all of them, this battle had determined the fate of their civilization.

Had he lost, their world would have become nothing more than another colony beneath the Stellar Empire.

At this moment, Pei Shuanzhen slowly descended from the heavens.

His figure passed through the atmosphere like a meteor.

Countless cultivators instinctively lowered their heads.

Numerous powerful families watched from afar with complicated expressions, including many who had once suppressed him, those who had mocked him, and even those who had attempted to eliminate him before his rise.

Now none dared to speak.

Their pride, influence, and status had become meaningless before absolute power.

However, Pei Shuanzhen did not even spare them a glance.

To him, such people were no longer worth remembering.

His figure directly disappeared toward a distant city, into a villa.

The battle had awakened even more fragments of his past life memories, and ancient comprehensions continuously resurfaced within his mind.

He needed time to digest them, to become even stronger.

He understood one thing clearly; the Stellar Empire would not let this matter rest.

A fleet’s destruction was one thing, but the death of a Tier-12 supreme commander was another matter entirely.

Sooner or later, stronger enemies would arrive.

Perhaps Tier-13 experts, or maybe even Tier-14 existences.

Therefore, before that happened, he needed to advance again.

Tier-12 was no longer far away.

...

Not long afterward, the news spread throughout nearby star systems.

The impact was enormous, causing entire civilizations to be utterly stunned.

A Tier-11 powerhouse had forcefully destroyed an entire Stellar Empire fleet!

A single cultivator had defeated a Tier-12 commander and annihilated thousands of warships!

Such a feat was enough to shake multiple regions of the starfield.

Countless forces immediately began investigating.

Pei Shuanzhen’s name rapidly spread throughout the starfield.

Many regarded him as a future supreme expert while others viewed him as a dangerous threat.

Regardless of their opinions, nobody could deny one fact; a new monster had appeared.

...

At this moment, inside the Eternal Peak.

Tian Yongheng quietly watched until the final image faded.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the Celestial Orb of Heaven and Earth disappeared.

The cave abode became silent once more.

A faint smile remained on his face.

Truthfully speaking, the entire spectacle had been quite enjoyable.

Watching Wang Chen stumble into opportunities was entertaining in its own way, and watching Pei Shuanzhen beat an interstellar fleet into oblivion was entertaining in an entirely different way.

At the very least, it was much more visually impressive.

At this moment, Tian Yongheng leaned back slightly.

His gaze became thoughtful.

The battle had also deepened his understanding of the Myriad Worlds.

The destructive power of cultivators outside the Lower Realm truly was outrageous.

An Acquired Realm cultivator destroying asteroids and annihilating civilizations, an Innate Realm cultivator threatening small celestial bodies...

The higher the cultivation, the more absurd the scale became.

No wonder the Nine Great Mortal Worlds imposed such terrifying suppression.

At this moment, Tian Yongheng suddenly raised his hand.

A jade wine jar appeared before him.

It was the Renewed Spirit Immortal Wine, the reward he obtained back when he broke through to the Half Immortal Realm.

Due to his Mortal World journey and subsequent events, he had never truly enjoyed it properly.

Now seemed like a good opportunity.

With a casual motion, he poured himself a cup.

The fragrant aroma instantly spread throughout the cave abode, causing even the surrounding Immortal Qi to become noticeably more active.

Tian Yongheng took a sip.

A warm sensation immediately flowed through his body.

His eyes narrowed slightly in satisfaction.

Not bad, very good actually.

Back then, he had only taken a single drop of this wine, never truly tasting it properly.

At this moment, he looked at the clone still nurturing the Primal Dao Sword, the sword’s aura was steadily approaching the Spiritual Grade Mid-Rank threshold.

Everything seemed to be progressing smoothly.

Outside, the Eternal Peak members cultivated diligently, and inside, the Primal Dao Sword continued evolving.

Tian Yongheng slowly finished another cup of wine.

Then his gaze gradually sharpened.

He secretly made a decision: achieving the Mid Stage of Vagrant Immortal Realm the next time he emerged from seclusion.