Chapter 606: Main Text 606. Missed, Sudden Change, Opportunity for Alienated Clone Breakthrough (8)

Book 606. Missed Opportunity, Sudden Upheaval, the Turning Point for the Mutated Clone’s Breakthrough (8)

A battle among five Level-13 Law Masters. Lin—

The chaotic melee erupted, revealing a scene of sheer, bone-chilling terror.

Law-side power summoned torrents of cosmic energy, draining vast swaths of starry void until entire constellations lay hollowed out.

Space itself tore like ragged cloth in a tempest, riddled with jagged fissures and splintered remnants.

Frenzied energies coalesced into monstrous magnetic fields, dragging even stray asteroids drifting thousands of kilometers away into their violent embrace.

Those adrift in the stellar expanse dared not approach the combat zone, watching only from afar.

This grand melee of Level-13 Law Masters—mere aftershocks of clashing techniques—could effortlessly shred anyone below Level-13 into oblivion.

“Seventy-eight more pirates remain.”

O’Nontulin, having just narrowly cheated death, showed no trace of shaken resolve.

The spectacle of Level-13 titans locked in combat reignited the fire in his chest.

He cast a glance toward the pirate faction opposite the melee, then licked his lips, turning to the blue-haired girl beside him—also observing the fray—with a faintly taunting tone:

“Care to race?”

The girl’s skin was porcelain-pale, her features delicate and charming.

Yet slung across her back loomed a colossal alloy greatsword, absurdly oversized for her petite frame.

Her temperament matched her weapon—fierce, unyielding.

“Bring it on—I’m not scared of you!”

She shot O’Nontulin a look laced with disdain, then, within her deep-blue, starlit eyes, a spark of competitive fire flared.

In an instant, she became a streak of azure light, plunging like a blade into the heart of the pirate formation.

A cacophony of shrieks and curses erupted—bodies toppled, chaos reigned.

“Damn it! I hadn’t even said *go* yet!”

O’Nontulin snapped, flustered, before dashing after her, green sigil-energy radiating outward as he crashed into the pirate ranks, slashing and surging through the fray.

Meanwhile, Zi Yanxin remained fixated on the upper-tier battle’s shifting dynamics.

Her mental force had fully seized control of the *Star Spirit Bloom*-class vessel’s offensive systems.

The ship hummed softly, its hull shimmering with intricate, arcane light arrays—each pulsing with bursts of searing flame, glacial frost, annihilation waves, or razor-sharp dissection beams.

Though the *Star Spirit Bloom*, an Immortal-class starship, lacked the firepower to kill a Level-13 martial master outright, it could easily impede and harass one.

Zi Yanxin, herself a Level-12 warrior of formidable skill, wielded this advantage with surgical precision.

Each strike she launched targeted the precise moment a Level-13 pirate exposed a vulnerability—hitting exactly when they were most “fragile.”

The effect was immediate and decisive.

The tide of the grand melee began to clarify.

The three Level-13 Law Masters aboard the *Star Spirit Bloom*, initially uncoordinated, gradually forged synergy—not only among themselves but also with Zi Yanxin’s shipborne assaults.

Outmatched in raw power, the pirates found two of their Level-13 fighters increasingly cornered, their survival hanging by a thread.

And O’Nontulin and the blue-haired girl, Zoi, were nearing the climax of their ruthless purge against the remaining pirates.

Just then, while deeply immersed in piloting the vessel, Zi Yanxin suddenly sensed a ripple of consciousness—a transmitted message.

*Can you hear me?*

Her expression froze, then swiftly sharpened.

“Master Wu Tian!”

The mental signature belonged to Wu Tian, the Level-13 martial sovereign patroned by the Star Spirit Bloom Trading Guild.

“I’ll coordinate with Haiji Blade to eliminate that one. Be ready to intercept—don’t let him escape.”

Guided by Wu Tian’s mental directive, Zi Yanxin’s gaze locked onto a middle-aged pirate—pallid, cold-eyed, gripping a long sword with lethal intent.

“Understood, Master Wu Tian.”

Her reply was crisp, resolute.

“Mm.”

Wu Tian’s presence withdrew instantly. Yet Zi Yanxin’s face flushed with quiet exhilaration.

Wu Tian and Haiji Blade had resolved to execute one pirate together!

At last—her chance had arrived.

If successful…

*Huuuuh—*

She drew a slow, steadying breath, quelling the storm within, forcing calm upon her racing thoughts.

One by one, the *Star Spirit Bloom*’s offensive systems scrolled before her mind’s eye—until her focus narrowed, crystallizing upon a single technique:

**[Energy Binding]**!

A beam-based restraint—exceptionally potent at immobilizing targets, though weak in direct damage and voraciously draining energy. Rarely deployed, deemed impractical under most circumstances.

But now—this was precisely the ideal moment.

“Reserve energy stands at sixty percent—ample for sustained binding. Recharging later will delay our next spatial jump by at most half a month.”

Zi Yanxin harbored no doubt whether *Energy Binding* could contain a Level-13 martial master.

She only needed to stall the opponent slightly, causing them trouble for even a mere fraction of a second.

Wu Tian and Hai Jidao would naturally follow up with their own strikes.

Zi Yanxin's eyes were glued to the field, her mental focus intensely concentrated.

Finally—

A sudden burst of angry roars erupted from the Starry Skies Combat Group as a blue-haired, middle-aged man wielding a greatsword violently forced one of the space pirates back.

This was Pablo, one of the three Level 13 combatants on their side.

His forceful repelling of one of the pirates meant that their ambush plan had officially begun!

Without a shred of hesitation, Zi Yanxin pressed the button to release the Energy Bind.

In an instant, the massive Star Elixir ship resembled a cosmic whale spouting columns of water.

Thousands of blazing energy beams shot out from the light arrays on the surface of the Star Elixir.

These energy beams intricately interwoven in the starry sky, forming a colossal web of energy.

It perfectly ensnared the remaining space pirate within it.

Right at this moment, Wu Tian and Hai Jidao, who had been completely unhurried, suddenly erupted with power.

A pale blade light saturated with the intent of withering, alongside a heavy, profound fist radiance, sliced through the starry sky, striking directly toward the pirate trapped in the energy web.

"Kill!"

"Boom—"

An unprecedentedly terrifying tide of energy swept across the entire starry sky, and the sight before them was completely consumed by the blazing light.

The aftermath raged, rendering mental power unable to penetrate and investigate.

Vaguely, Zi Yanxin seemed to catch a heavy, muffled groan.

Joy sparked within her heart.

Did it succeed?!

Anxious to inspect the outcome of the battle, she even went so far as to control the ship to actively clear the residual energy waves in the starry sky.

As all the bright light receded, the raging energy gradually subsided.

"Father!"

A heart-wrenching cry of grief was the first thing to enter the range of Zi Yanxin's mental power.

She finally saw the clear outcome of the battle, yet all her joy, excitement, and anticipation froze completely upon her face within a thousandth of a second.

There in the field, the space pirate she had harassed with her energy web stood completely unscathed in his original position.

Beside him, yet another figure had appeared.

The expressions on the faces of Hai Jidao and Wu Tian were incredibly grim.

On the other side, next to the pirate whom Pablo had forced away, two more figures had manifested.

Pablo was far from the combat group, pale-faced as he knelt on one knee in the void, propping himself up with a broken greatsword, his muscular frame seemingly trembling slightly.

He was clearly severely injured.

The blue-haired girl, Zoe, stood by his side now, supporting him, her delicate face filled entirely with worry, her eyes seemingly reddened.

The previously clamorous starry sky fell utterly silent at this very moment.

Everyone on the side of the Star Elixir fell into a strange state of shock and terror at this instant.

"Five Level 13 space pirates?!"

Someone spoke slowly, their voice trembling to the point of slight distortion due to fear.

In the starry sky, the five Level 13 space pirates looked toward the Star Elixir ship with half-smiles.

The Level 13 pirate who had previously been chosen as the target of their ambush wore a particularly dense sneer on his face.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the thick hull of the ship, landing squarely upon Zi Yanxin.

Those eyes were filled with mockery and amusement.

"They did it on purpose.

They feigned weakness, they are playing with us, they want to swallow the entire Star Elixir whole!"

In an instant, an immense sense of horror arose from the depths of Zi Yanxin's heart.

In moments, it washed over her entire body.

Zi Yanxin's eyes flickered as she gritted her teeth, finally slamming her fist violently onto the console before her.

In a helpless and bitter tone, she slowly issued the command: "Retreat! Have everyone hurry and retreat back to the ship."

"Cover their return."

"Everyone stay alert, be ready to... fight at any moment!"

A violent purple demonic sun, bearing an aura that burned and destroyed everything, rose rapidly.

Everything blocking its path was torn completely apart.

The shadow belonging to the Level 13 commander-tier exotic beast was rapidly shredded before this terrifying power.

Large swathes of it dissolved away.

Collapsing along with it was the very body of the Level 13 commander-tier exotic beast.

The instinct of the mutated clone surged up once more.

This time Lu Sheng did not stop it, allowing it to rush forward swiftly, opening its massive maw to frantically devour the flesh and energy scattered across the void.

"Boom!"

The energy transformed after devouring the body of the Level 13 commander-tier exotic beast surged wildly inside Lu Sheng's body.

One after another, the mutated immortal cells underwent sublimation and transformation, the demonic fire upon them being ignited.

Lu Sheng could even perceive a sliver of comprehension belonging to the power of laws being absorbed and integrated into his body.

"It can even devour and transform the power of laws?!"

Lu Sheng was astonished.

He did not know if this was an ability exclusive to the mutated clone, or if all exotic beasts were like this.

If it were the former, he ought to feel a secret, fleeting joy.

But if it were the latter—

Then it bordered on the grotesque, the utterly terrifying!

"Exotic beasts can rely entirely on devouring, without need for a shred of enlightenment, to ascend to the thirteenth, even fourteenth rank!"

What did this imply?

It meant that for these beasts, the path of ascension was entirely devoid of bottlenecks.

Should a thirteenth-rank beast fall in battle, as long as its carcass remained, it could effortlessly spawn a new general-class beast of the same rank.

Devouring one's own kind allowed the beast to inherit the vast majority of its predecessor's power.

He wondered if the same held true when they devoured foreign species.

"Could this be the grim truth behind the terrifying might of the Darkside Universe?"

"A realm that truly, literally feeds upon the countless races of other universes.

So long as they devour, they will grow perpetually stronger!"

Lu Sheng’s soul shuddered at the realization.

Yet, now was clearly not the time to ponder such cosmic horrors.

He struck out with a sudden, violent fist.

It was the very same technique: "The First Descent of the Demonic Sun."

Because a significant number of his alienated immortal cells had undergone sublimation and metamorphosis in that fleeting span of time, igniting the demonic fires within,

this single punch carried far greater devastating force than the one before it.

Thirty million alienated immortal cells—

a foundational number that far surpassed even Lu Sheng’s original body.

Having successfully entered the Main Sequence Star form, his posture against the thirteenth-rank general beast was one of absolute, crushing dominance.

Punch after punch, Lu Sheng unleashed his might.

Beneath this dim, turbid sky, atop the crimson, carpet-like earth, one twisted purple sun after another rose in relentless succession.

In the midst of throwing his fists, Lu Sheng seemed to catch a fleeting glimpse of something elusive.

It was the power of laws contained within the Darkside's Way of the Stellar.

This throbbing intuition, this profound enlightenment, drew closer with every passing moment; with each strike, it felt as though it was on the verge of complete metamorphosis, waiting to be firmly grasped.

And yet, it always seemed destined to reveal itself only in the very next punch.

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