Chapter 577: . The highest academy, Celestial Academy, he smashed off one of the Forgotten Lord's arms!

Book 577. The Supreme Institution of the Heavenly Position Academy, he shattered an arm of the Lord of Oblivion!

A beam of light, brilliant to the absolute extreme, instantly pierced through the entire firmament. Lin—

No one could look directly into this pillar of light.

It possessed the blinding luminosity of a supernova explosion.

A level-thirteen exotic beast, positioned close to this radiant column, saw its massive physique rapidly melt like a wax candle under that terrifying illumination.

If the mere light behaved thus,

The power contained within that pillar of light...

Just how horrific must it be?

No one knew.

They only watched.

After the blazing pillar of light pierced the vault of heaven like a holy sword,

That portion of the dome punctured by the beam, that single patch of sky, was rapidly dyed from its original azure into a deep crimson.

It spread swiftly across the Dead Sea, appearing exactly as though stained with blood.

Immediately following this, the countless bizarre eyeballs, great and small, embedded within the Dead Sea,

Began to let out piercing, screeching wails.

"Bang!"

"Bang, bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

One after another, patch after patch, they exploded into pieces.

Once the eyeballs burst apart, massive torrents of thick, blue-green viscous fluid plunged down from the heavens.

The scene was repulsive to the absolute extreme,

Yet also, breathtakingly shocking to the absolute extreme!

From the moment the very first eyeball detonated, the exotic beasts on the field showed a tendency to retreat.

The inclination grew more pronounced by the moment.

Vast swaths of exotic beasts retreated as rapidly as a ebbing tide.

By now, that brilliant column of light piercing the dome wielded itself like a holy sword in truth.

It traced one red-gold scar after another across the sky of the Dead Sea with effortless ease.

Should it inadvertently sweep across the expanse below,

The swarm of exotic beasts caught in its path was instantly melted and wiped clean.

The spectacle evoked the image of a hot knife cutting through butter.

Very quickly, the immense firmament of the Dead Sea became utterly shattered and fragmented.

When the cracks grew dense to a certain degree, the entire Dead Sea sky finally collapsed completely into pieces.

Just like a mirror that had been thoroughly smashed by someone.

As the azure Dead Sea faded entirely away,

Not a single exotic beast remained within the starry expanse.

Countless martial artists at the battlefield base of the Hundred Great Star Zones witnessed it.

Above the firmament, two human silhouettes walked toward them, one behind the other.

The leader was a giant with six arms and six eyes.

Every single person at the battlefield base of the Hundred Great Star Zones recognized this giant.

He was Mokodo, the Supreme Chief Star Commander of the Hundred Great Star Zones battlefield.

And now, this most supreme and unparalleled figure of the Hundred Great Star Zones battlefield,

Was looking upon all of them with a faint smile, pointing toward the young man behind him who was as beautiful and dazzling as a deity of the starry sky,

Solemnly declaring to them all.

"Everyone, take heed."

"You must remember this name by all means."

"Lu Sheng!"

"I swear that one day, you will all feel heartfelt pride for having shed your blood to protect this name!"

Mokodo's soul fluctuations and voice rippled far and wide across the starry expanse.

Beneath the starry sky,

The mind of every single person could not help but sway violently.

"You should not continue to remain here."

The lowest level of the battlefield base of the Hundred Great Star Zones, the Chief Star Commander's office.

Mokodo sat behind a massive alloy conference table, uttering these words to Lu Sheng with utmost seriousness.

The three level-thirteen powerhouses of the battlefield base of the Hundred Great Star Zones, including the three like Haige Blade, were likewise present here.

Hearing Mokodo's words, Lu Sheng fell silent for a brief moment, before turning to speak: "But I have only just arrived here."

"I know."

Mokodo spoke: "But you do not belong here.

The Lord of Oblivion will not dismiss its thoughts of smothering you; its conspiracies and assaults will be omnipresent and pervasive."

Lu Sheng frowned, saying: "I wounded it."

Mokodo let out a brief laugh.

His smile was laced with a profound sense of helplessness.

"You surely do not believe that a level-fourteen truly possesses only this much skill.

You did indeed wound the Lord of Oblivion.

But that wound you inflicted upon it is merely akin to an ordinary person scraping a tiny patch of skin."

Mokodo stood up, walking from behind the alloy conference table to stand before Lu Sheng.

In his giant form of over ten meters high, his gaze upon Lu Sheng was like looking at a newborn infant.

"You are the most outstanding genius in the history of our Hundred Great Star Zones.

In the future, an entire galaxy, or even a star realm, will be your true stage.

You should not act on impulse and allow yourself to be tripped up and broken here."

Mokodo placed his lowest arm gently upon Lu Sheng’s shoulder, his voice heavy with solemn intent: “Lu Sheng… do you understand what I mean?”

Lu Sheng remained silent for a long while.

Then, at last, he yielded.

“Alright.”

He lifted his gaze to meet Mokodo’s eyes, calm, composed: “Then where should I go?”

Mokodo smiled.

“The Tianwei Academy!”

He declared, “The supreme institution of learning in the Tianshe Star System—the Tianwei Academy!

There, you shall encounter countless peers as extraordinary as yourself—friends, perhaps… or rivals.

You and Aonong Turing will depart together, and I myself shall escort you out.

Once beyond the Void Battlefield, the Lord of Oblivion will find it exceedingly difficult to lay hands upon you again.

Beyond the battlefield, Haigidao will accompany you all the way to the central star region of the Tianshe System.”

As he spoke, Haigidao—the man with snow-white hair—gave Lu Sheng a slight, respectful nod.

No trace of arrogance befitting a Level-13 powerhouse lingered upon his face; instead, a subtle reverence shimmered in his eyes.

Lu Sheng pondered briefly, yet did not immediately assent. Instead, he asked: “How long would it take to reach the core of the Tianshe System?”

“From the Void Battlefield, via spatial leap—very swiftly.

Including the brief interval after exiting the battlefield, no more than seven or eight cosmic months.”

“When do we leave?”

“The sooner, the better.”

Haigidao and the other two had never before witnessed the Grand Stellar Chief Mokodo—Level-14, peerless among stars—display such patience.

To outsiders, he was famously terse, sparing even a single word. Yet now, he answered question after question, trivial and seemingly meaningless, without the faintest hint of impatience.

If this scene were ever broadcast beyond these walls…

They feared it might instantly dominate the front page of the Top Hundred Star Regions Gazette!

“Any further questions?”

Mokodo finished, his gaze soft as he looked upon Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng paused, then said: “One final query.

Before we depart… may I see a few friends?”

“Of course.”

Mokodo nodded briskly, then issued his order: “Haigidao—you accompany him.”

“Yes, Grand Stellar Chief.”

Lu Sheng expressed his gratitude, then followed Haigidao from the chamber.

Mokodo watched their silhouettes fade into the distance, unmoving, until they vanished entirely.

Only then did the two remaining Level-13 warriors dare speak.

The tall, golden-haired woman could restrain herself no longer: “Grand Stellar Chief… truly, you intend to send him off to the star system? With his talent… he may never return.”

Mokodo cast her a cold, indifferent glance, his voice quiet, unshaken: “You must understand, Milna—chains cannot bind a star. He is destined for a far grander stage, beneath vaster skies.”

“I know,” she sighed softly, “yet still… I feel regret.”

“At least let us spend a little more time with him.”

Mokodo sighed, helpless.

At that moment, the other man—sharp as an alloy battle-sword, his presence cutting like a blade—fixed Mokodo with intense, burning eyes and spoke:

“Grand Stellar Chief… I wish to know.

Did Lu Sheng truly pierce the flesh of the Lord of Oblivion?”

Hearing this, Milna instantly raised her head, equally eager.

That prior battle—Lu Sheng’s fist hurled toward the Lord of Oblivion, then both he and Mokodo returning together—had left all in suspense.

Though the Lord of Oblivion withdrew, none knew the true details.

Had Lu Sheng’s blow struck home? Had it wounded the Lord—even slightly?

At this question, Mokodo fell silent for several seconds.

Then he shook his head.

“No.”

*Whoosh—*

Milna and the other man exhaled in unison, relief washing over them.

Of course. The Lord of Oblivion was Level-14—untouchable.

No matter how prodigious, how terrifying Lu Sheng might be, how could he possibly transcend two full tiers, shatter the very fabric of cosmic law, and wound such a being?

Even a mere graze—just a sliver of skin torn away—would have been unthinkable.

So that was it.

But the next words from Mokodo froze them both in utter stupor, shock radiating through their very bones:

“The damage he inflicted upon the Lord of Oblivion was far more than a mere scrape.

He shattered one of the Lord’s arms.

Though…”

Mokodo paused, almost wryly,

“…the Lord of Oblivion possesses many arms.”

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