Immortal Starry Sky-Chapter 109 - 105: Battle of the Void (Part 1)

At the same time, the battle on Earth was nearing its end.

Almost at the moment of collision, thousands of Star Level Cosmic Martial Artists descended with a tremendous force, and dozens of Venerable were immediately blasted into pieces, unable to even resist.

In front of true Cosmic Martial Artists, human Venerables were too weak, let alone withstand such a terrifying impact, which left them with no ability to resist.

Only Luo and seven Void Level individuals managed to survive, relying on powerful Defensive Star Spiritual Treasures.

They were originally Void Level, even though only pseudo-Void Level, they were still stronger than ordinary Star Level, and with the protection of Defensive Star Spiritual Treasures, they managed to withstand this wave.

However, except for Luo, all the other Void Level individuals coughed up blood, their faces pale.

Luo, as the world’s strongest individual, slaughtered dozens of Star Levels with a wave of his hand, discovering that not all of them possessed Star Spiritual Treasures; some were still wielding Mortal Iron Technology.

In the cosmos, life forms of various races numbered in the billions, and the Doma Race was merely a small, insignificant band of thieves, even though they had plundered several planets and acquired a lot of wealth, it was ultimately all hoarded by the leader, leaving not enough for the Star Level Martial Artists to divide.

"Everyone, some of them do not have Star Spiritual Treasures, let’s kill them first!" At Luo’s command, several Void-Level figures immediately noticed this point, their eyes brightening, and they increased their speed dramatically, charging towards those Cosmic Martial Artists without Star Spiritual Treasures.

On the main warship.

A tall figure suddenly stood up, his eyes burning as he stared at Luo and the others.

"Such treasures... so many Star Spiritual Treasures!" Greed was evident in the tall figure’s gaze.

To survive in the cosmos, most Cosmic Martial Artists relied on Star Spiritual Treasures. With Star Spiritual Treasures, one’s strength could increase by several levels, thus the value of Star Spiritual Treasures among Cosmic Martial Artists was immense.

But how easy is it to obtain Star Spiritual Treasures?

Earth possessed a large number of Star Spiritual Treasures because of the seven Earth Restricted Areas.

The Doma Race was a weak group in the vast cosmos, only barely managing to gather the treasures before them by plundering several stars weaker than themselves.

The leader "Peng Mo" had taken almost all the treasures for himself, leaving a scarce few for the Star Level Martial Artists to use.

But no one felt dissatisfied about this.

Peng Mo was the leader of the Doma Race. As long as he alone was strong, the Doma Race could survive, just like the "Heaven-Reaching Pavilion," which used to be a small treasure trading post, until the rise of the "Heaven-Reaching Saint Venerable," who single-handedly elevated the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion to its current terrifying status.

In the cosmos, one person often determined the survival of an entire group.

The stronger Peng Mo’s power grew, the more confident the Doma Race would become, allowing them to scrape by in the cosmos’s cruel competition.

Therefore, Peng Mo was adorned with Star Spiritual Treasures, and the gem on his forehead, glowing with a faint green light, was an invaluable Void Warrior.

Even so, when Peng Mo saw that Luo and the others were holding, wearing, and necking Star Spiritual Treasures, he could hardly suppress his excitement.

"Recall the Star Level Martial Artists, Lan’Er, you and Bono go, remember, do not let any of these Star Spiritual Treasures get damaged, understand?!" Peng Mo immediately ordered.

"Yes!" The two Void Level subordinates responded and then turned to leave the warship.

Peng Mo’s eyes sparkled: "With this batch of Star Spiritual Treasures, my Doma Race’s power will grow stronger, and our status will rise to a new level soon!"

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"Pfft!" Luo endured the attacks of hundreds of Star Level Martial Artists, forcibly killing dozens wielding only Mortal Iron Technology.

Even as strong as he was, with defensive treasures, he grunted under this terrifying assault, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yet Luo did not flinch.

A mouthful of blood for dozens of Star Levels, a worthy trade!

However, not every Void Level was as powerful as Luo, and some human Void Levels could no longer hold on and were overwhelmed by swarming Star Levels, breaking their Star Spiritual Treasures into fragments.

"Silver Light!" Luo’s eyes were bloodshot upon seeing the person smashed into fragments by the frantic assault.

The deceased was none other than Silver Light, one of the five Void Envoys.

Silver Light was powerful, intelligent, and an invaluable ally at Luo’s side.

In his final moment, Silver Light’s hopeful gaze fell on Luo, who could no longer contain his sorrow, and a tear the size of a bean slid down his face.

No one is immune to tears, it all depends on whether someone touches the depths of their heart.

Silver Light had been with Luo for over a decade, both as a mentor and a friend, their bond deep and profound, witnessing Silver Light’s death before his eyes, Luo’s anger burned like a wildfire.

"You all must die!" Luo gritted his teeth, his gaze filled with hatred, brandishing his sword, launching himself back into the fight.

"Ah——"

With Silver Light’s death, another human Void Level sacrificed himself, his eyes full of unwillingness, shouting loudly, "As long as Earth lives, humanity will not perish!"

Then, a sharp light engulfed him completely, reducing him to fragments, scattering across the sky.

The atmosphere of sorrow was pervasive, all the Void Levels roared desperately, determined to fight to the last moment.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the Doma Race’s Star Level Martial Artists quickly soared into the air, swiftly exiting the battlefield, returning to the Cosmic Battleship.

"What are they planning now?" The square-faced man’s face was pale, panting heavily, his body covered in blood.

The other Void Levels were similarly injured, their combat capabilities greatly diminished.

If these Star Levels insisted on leaving them all behind, it was only a matter of time before all human Void Levels perished.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two figures swiftly flew out from the largest Cosmic Battleship in the distance.

"Void Level!" Luo’s pupils contracted sharply, his already pale face turning a shade whiter, almost like white paper.

"They’ve grown impatient, seeking a quick resolution by sending Void Levels to deal with us." The square-faced man said in a low voice.

"But they only have two Void Levels, and we have six!" A Void Envoy announced.

"No." Wang Xu stared at the two figures in the distance, "Both of them are Upper Void Level."

Everyone was shocked, and their hands couldn’t help but tremble.

Luo was Upper Void Level, capable of matching three Initial Void Levels on his own, suppressing three individuals alone, which is why he was revered as the world’s number one strongman.

Now there were two Upper Void Levels on the opposite side. Six Initial Void Levels of humans could resist, but it was merely resistance. To kill them was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

The human Voids did not know that standing before them were true Cosmic Martial Artists, genuine Void Level, whose strength was more than double that of their pseudo-Void Levels!

Including Luo, the six of them looked at the two Doma Race Upper Void Levels, their fists clenched tightly once again.

"Lan’Er, which one do we tackle first?" The sleek Void Martial Artist Bono crossed his arms and said with a mocking smile.

"Let’s deal with that native holding the green stick first. I saw him kill quite a few of our clan just now. The Star Spiritual Treasure in his hand should be quite good." Lan’Er licked his lips and said with fiery eyes.

"Alright, let’s start with him!" Bono laughed heartily, his figure turning into a stream of light, quickly rushing toward the square-faced man.

"So fast!"

The human Voids were astonished. Although they were all Voids, it was clear that the speed of these two alien Void Martial Artists was much faster than theirs.

"Guolin, be careful!" As Luo shouted, Lan’Er and Bono had already reached the square-faced man at an incredible speed.

The square-faced man had no time to react. Bono pulled both his arms back, and with a swing of Lan’Er’s hand, he directly took the green stick from the square-faced man’s hand.

"Upper Grade Star Spiritual Treasure, excellent!" Lan’Er praised, as Bono gave a smile and with a gentle effort, directly broke the square-faced man’s arms!

Cold sweat dripped, and the square-faced man did not utter a sound, but there was deep shock in his eyes.

The gap was too large!

Their speed was faster, their strength was several times greater; handling him was effortlessly easy.

"Luo! You all should leave, they’re after the Star Spiritual Treasures!" The square-faced man had realized the two had not killed him immediately because they wanted to seize their Star Spiritual Treasures. He shouted loudly.

"Go ahead, if you don’t care about these natives below." Lan’Er’s light words made Luo’s expression worsened to an indescribable extent.

On the ground, the crowded humans still looked up to the sky.

As soon as Luo and the others left, Lan’Er would begin a massacre, blood would flow like a river, without a trace of mercy.

Luo and the others could only watch helplessly as the two Doma Race Void Martial Artists took the Star Spiritual Treasures from the square-faced man.

They had already seen the gap.

The square-faced man was the second strongest among the human Voids, after Luo, yet he couldn’t even react in a face-off and was captured. The gap was glaringly obvious.

"Kill!" Faced with the vast gap, Luo shouted angrily, charging directly at them.

The human Voids also took action once more.

They already understood that resisting led to death, and not resisting also led to death, so it was better to die on the battlefield, shedding the last drop of blood for humanity!

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Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Eleven streams of light pierced through Earth’s atmosphere and entered the planet.

"Qiu Tu’er, where are the target coordinates?" Qiu Tuyi asked.

"Very close, we will reach it in ten seconds!"

"Good, I already sense the presence of eight Void Martial Artists, one Extreme Void Level, two Upper Void Levels, and five Initial Void Levels at a distance from us," Qiu Tuyi said.

Flying Corpse Eleven spoke: "Ignore them for now, our master instructed to protect his family first, ignore everything else!"

"That’s right, quickly!"

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"Hm? Someone’s coming!"

The battle between both sides was about to erupt, but as Lan’Er and Bono were about to make their move, they suddenly halted.

Luo and the others also reversed their offensive and retreated sharply.

They all felt eleven powerful presences.

All eyes turned toward the distance.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Eleven imposing figures came from the horizon, stopping above the First Safe Zone.

"Captain, we found them!" Qiu Tu’er spoke.

Everyone’s eyes lit up, immediately following the guidance to quickly reach the top of a building.

Wang Zhenguo and Lin Hui, Wang Jun and Lili, along with their children held tightly in their arms, were all there. Suddenly seeing the towering figures in front of them made their hearts pound rapidly.

The surrounding people quickly backed away, scared of getting caught up in a deadly disaster.

The eyes of all humanity were also gathered here.

The Wang Family was suddenly isolated.

"It’s Wang Xu’s family!" Luo’s pupils shrank, his body just about to rush to protect Wang Xu’s family when the next scene left everyone present stunned.

Thump thump!

The eleven figures knelt on one knee in succession.

"Greetings, Venerable Ancestor!"