Complete Martial Arts Attributes

Chapter 2381  If You Dare to Touch Little Uncle-Master Again, Iʼll Destroy Your Heishan Royal Clan! (1)

Boom!

The violent explosions reverberated through the void as the explosions of each battleship gave birth to boundless waves of primal force. Invisible ripples swept across the cosmos.

Everything caught in the path of these waves burst instantly, reduced to cosmic dust.

This sight was truly astonishing.

Yet, few bore witness to it. The warriors of the Black Skull Universe Pirates, including the universe-stage martial warriors, met their demise in an instant.

It happened too swiftly, leaving no time for reaction.

The universe-stage martial warriors could scarcely fathom that they would be struck down by a single palm imprint.

At this moment, a fleet of the Black Skull Universe Pirates was annihilated on this spot.

Though not the entirety of the Black Skull Universe Pirates, the destruction of a fleet boasting several universe-stage martial warriors was enough to wound the Black Skull Universe Pirates deeply, relegating them to the bottom tier among the three major star pirate factions in the Phantom Drift Territorial Domain.

Simultaneously, tens of thousands of miles away in the starry expanse, Elder Hui clutched Heishan Gan in one hand, his figure materializing as he spewed forth a gout of blood.

”A god stage!”

Elder Huiʼs expression turned to utmost horror, his inner being trembling with dread.

He had never expected that a god-stage existence would actually come here to kill him.

Why?

Why would a god-stage existence come to kill him?

When did he offend a true god?

A myriad of questions besieged his mind, leaving him utterly baffled.

Despite Elder Huiʼs overt arrogance and domineering demeanor in the presence of Wang Teng, in reality, he maintained a remarkably low profile, refraining from provoking entities more powerful than himself.

Those who had reached the eternal stage ruler status cherished their lives dearly.

The longer one cultivated, the more precious life became!

Because they were just one step away from the realm of true gods. Although this step was incredibly difficult to traverse, there existed a glimmer of possibility, one they naturally did not wish to forfeit.

Crossing this threshold would elevate them to true deities in the universe, a status few could rival.

Such desire was irresistible to anyone.

After all, it was the god stage, the aspiration of every martial warrior.

The arduous cultivation, the countless trials of life and death, were they not all undertaken to become the strongest, to break free from the shackles of destiny?

Not only was Elder Hui dumbfounded, but Heishan Gan also stood stupefied.

Though they couldnʼt discern the opponentʼs level, the ability to obliterate a powerful Black Skull Universe Pirates fleet with a single palm indicated an incomparably formidable strength.

Moreover, even Elder Hui was shaken to the point of spitting blood. Such a reaction suggested that the opponentʼs level likely surpassed that of the eternal stage.

What level could that be?

Beyond the eternal stage, there was only… god stage!

For a true god to intervene and slay them was utterly inconceivable.

Did they offend any god-stage existences?

”Elder Hui…” Heishan Gan quickly regained his senses and gulped.

However, Elder Hui paid him no heed. His expression was gravely solemn as he prepared to escape into the distant void. The blow he had just received had left him gravely injured, and if the opponent caught up, his demise would be inevitable.

Yet, before he could even make a move, his body stiffened in place, his gaze fixed firmly ahead.

In the not-too-distant distance, the figure wielding the peculiar metallic staff had appeared without warning.

At this moment, he stood lazily amidst the starry expanse, as if the preceding events were nothing out of the ordinary. His countenance remained remarkably serene as he gazed upon Elder Hui.

”When did you arrive?” Elder Huiʼs heart pounded with disbelief as he stared at the figure.

He had thought he still had a chance to escape, but seeing the figure emerge, especially with such an indifferent demeanor, he realized the folly of his naivety.

In the eyes of the other, he must have seemed like a turtle trapped in a jar. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape the palm of the opponentʼs hand.

His struggles appeared futile, even laughable.

At this moment, Elder Hui felt a sense of desolation and mockery.

Never had he imagined that as an eternal-stage ruler, he would one day face such a fate.