Chapter 372 – I’m About to Collapse

“The spatial energy fluctuation is starting to move upward…”

On the roof of a residential building, the man in black trench coat tossed away a half-smoked cigar and, with a sudden burst of flame from beneath his feet, began to ascend rapidly.

The gray-eyed man with a stern face followed suit almost simultaneously.

Their ascent route wasn’t straight but constantly shifted positions.

Their gazes remained locked on a certain spot in the void ahead, as if their path was entirely determined by some unseen object.

“It looks like Roya is about to come out.”

“Hoo-hoo-“

Before they knew it, the two had risen to over a thousand meters.

The man in black trench coat glanced at his watch, “One minute and fifty-seven seconds…”

He smiled at the gray-eyed man beside him and said, “I told you it wouldn’t take more than two minutes. I understand Roya’s capabilities better…”

The gray-eyed man gave him a sidelong glance but remained silent, his focus fixed on a spot not far away.

That spot was emitting continuous, peculiar spatial energy fluctuations.

As the wind passed through that area, it was immediately sucked into an invisible hole and vanished without a trace.

As time passed, the energy fluctuations in that area became increasingly violent.

The two men standing high in the sky subconsciously tensed their gazes, staring intently at the most active point of the fluctuations.

“Shhh-“

It was like a curtain was being torn open from behind.

A slit more than a meter long suddenly appeared in the air.

The edges of the slit shimmered with a faint silver hue, very mysterious.

The slit rapidly expanded, and a strong red glow shot out, vaguely outlining the shape of a figure within the red light…

“Phew-“

Upon seeing the spatial slit, the red glow, and the figure emerging from it, both the man in the black trench coat and the gray-eyed man relaxed their tense gazes.

The result was just as they had anticipated, very smoothly.

Of course, theoretically, no unforeseen events should happen during this operation.

Well, at least at this stage, nothing unexpected was likely to occur.

“Roya is at it again!”

Seeing the blinding red light, as bright as the midday sun, and the terrifying energy leaking from the spatial fissure, the man in the black trench coat shrugged and spread his hands helplessly. “I knew it would end up like this…

Get ready to retreat. This guy just won’t feel satisfied unless he’s chased back like a dog.

I’ve told him again and again to keep a low profile… damn it.”

Cursing under his breath, the man in the black trench coat nervously scanned the surroundings and checked the real-time display on his detection device.

The gray-eyed man was much calmer, but he still couldn’t help frowning slightly at the immense energy gushing out of the spatial fissure like a flood.

The man in the black trench coat wasn’t entirely wrong.

With Roya making such a grand entrance, the Xia State would likely detect him immediately, and their high-level combat units would rush over like sharks smelling blood.

This deviated from their original second-stage action plan.

But fortunately, they still had a chance to remedy the situation.

As he was pondering this, the spatial fissure in front of them had already expanded to over two meters wide, with intense red light pouring out.

Then, a figure shrouded in red light burst out like a hurricane, immediately charging through the fissure.

“Roya…”

The man in the black trench coat and the gray-eyed man saw Roya emerging and were just about to speak to him.

But they had barely called out his name when a panicked and furious voice interrupted them loudly and abruptly.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

Amid the blinding sunlight-like glow was Roya’s desperate and frantic figure.

With a twisted expression, Roya shouted at the two of them.

“Is the intelligence group full of idiots?! The target isn’t ninth stage at all! He’s…”

Before Roya could finish his sentence, an overwhelming wave of white flames surged from behind him, engulfing the scarlet glow around him.

Then, a flawless, strong, elongated, and nearly perfect white hand emerged from the flames.

It swiftly grabbed Roya’s head with a fierce grip.

The rage and frenzy on Roya’s face vanished instantly, replaced by an immense, unparalleled terror.

He struggled madly, letting out a high-pitched, shrill scream.

But the next second, his voice abruptly stopped.

Because the large hand gripping his head had begun to tighten, fingers contracting.

“Crunch, crunch, crunch-“

Roya’s head resembled a tomato being forcefully squeezed, deeply indented in multiple places. His artificial gemstone-like red and gold eyes were forcefully squeezed out of their sockets by the pressure.

“Swish-“

The large hand swiftly retracted, taking Roya’s entire body with it, and disappeared into the spatial fissure in an instant.

The open spatial fissure closed bit by bit like a zipper.

The expressions of the man in the black trench coat and the gray-eyed man had already turned to shock.

They stared blankly at the slowly closing fissure in front of them, seeing the occasional bursts of red light and hearing Roya’s screams.

Their minds played the scenes they had just witnessed over and over like a movie.

Both of their brains momentarily froze, going blank, their bodies rigid.

“Whoosh, whoosh-“

The wind at a thousand meters high kept blowing past, and the two finally began to recover from their immense shock.

The man in the black trench coat shuddered violently as if shocked by electricity and abruptly turned to look at the gray-eyed man beside him, speaking in utter disbelief, “Roya, he…”

Before he could finish his sentence.

A thin veil of light sliced through the void, and the man in the black trench coat’s head rolled off his neck with a “thud.”

He didn’t even have time to react; his fallen head still carried an expression of profound shock and disbelief.

In the next instant, the gray-eyed man immediately reacted.

Without much hesitation, as the man in the black trench coat’s head rolled off, he dashed forward to escape.

But before even a millisecond had passed, his body disintegrated like a collapsing stack of blocks.

Their corpses, body parts, and blood were suspended in mid-air by an unseen force, as if frozen in transparent amber.

Then, quickly, they were sucked into some invisible pocket by an unknown strength.

The next second, a figure stepped out from the void.

Her beautiful light purple eyes casually scanned the surroundings. Detecting no remaining traces of energy, Yuwen Tong walked to the spot where the spatial energy fluctuation had just erupted.

She casually made a simple gesture in the air, as if unzipping an invisible zipper.

The previously vanished spatial fissure reappeared under Yuwen Tong’s hand, but this time it was several times larger.

Intense and extremely unstable energy fluctuations emanated from the fissure.

Yuwen Tong narrowed her eyes and swiftly entered.

In the hidden space, Roya, his entire body twisted into various grotesque angles, almost completely unrecognizable, tenaciously bit into a bright silver, lighter-like metal box with his teeth.

The moment the silver metal box shattered, the entire hidden space became extremely unstable.

Large black cracks appeared at the edges of the space, spreading towards the center quickly, like peeling paint on a wall.

This was Roya’s last resort.

Originally, it was supposed to be used after he killed his target and safely retreated, shattering it outside the space.

Then the entire hidden space would quickly collapse into nothingness, becoming a true “tomb” that could never be discovered.

Now, Roya was forced to use it prematurely, even at the cost of his own life.

He just wanted the other party dead!

He wanted that terrifying person, who had squeezed and tormented him like clay countless times, to die!

Together!

“Hahahaha… Die! Let’s die together!”

“Let’s be destroyed with this space!”

After destroying the hidden space’s self-destruct device and turning it into a true “tomb” with no return,

Roya laughed hysterically, driven to madness.

“Click!”

But his laughter was cut short when a large flaming hand clamped over his mouth.

Roya couldn’t make a sound. His eyes bulged wide in extreme horror and indignation as he watched Lu Yuan forcefully shove his own butt into his mouth bit by bit.

“Crunch, crunch, crunch-“

Lu Yuan used both hands to knead Roya quickly into a shape resembling a wheel, as if he were molding clay.

“The wheel of the sun chariot… as you wished,” Lu Yuan said softly, though his eyes betrayed an indescribable heaviness.

The effect of [the gathering of three flowers at the apex] had pushed his [deity] form to an unprecedentedly terrifying height.

However, as Roya mentioned, his modified body was constructed from “stellar forging material” used in super divine level mechas.

Although it was considered “scrap,” its toughness far exceeded Lu Yuan’s expectations.

Of course, this might be due to the inclusion of several rare extraterrestrial materials he was unaware of.

In his current super ultimate [deity] form, even with such materials, Lu Yuan found himself able only to twist and alter its external shape manually but unable to destroy the core.

“Maybe I should try a mental attack…”

During the previous battle, Lu Yuan mainly focused on “venting his anger” and getting accustomed to his skyrocketing combat power and hadn’t deliberately tried to obliterate Roya.

With [the gathering of three flowers at the apex], his combat power had surged 3x3x3 times, a full twenty-sevenfold increase on the [deity] form.

Lu Yuan’s mental power had now solidified at level ten.

The golden light spot in the depths of his mind, representing concentrated mental power, had already swelled to the size of a ping pong ball.

As his vast mental power surged out slightly, a simple sweep over Roya…

…and Roya’s consciousness was easily wiped away by Lu Yuan, as if it were chalk writing on a blackboard.

Thus, the wheel fully became a wheel just like that.

Lu Yuan didn’t discard the super divine level mecha “scrap” but held it in his hand.

Roya was dead.

Yet, Lu Yuan’s crisis was far from over.

The collapsing spatial “tomb” was temporarily set aside…

The greatest crisis, instead, came from Lu Yuan himself.

“I’m about to completely fall apart here…”

Lu Yuan muttered to himself with a soft sigh as he glanced at the countdown, which had been stuck at “0” for a long time, and then at his current physical state.

He was bathed in pure white flames, with black Thunder flickering in his eyes, and wisps of luminescent white hair quietly drifting around him, each strand emitting a mysterious glow.

At this moment, if someone were to call him a “deity”… there would likely be believers.

But only Lu Yuan knew that he was uncontrollably sprinting towards a dead end.

The state of [the gathering of three flowers at the apex] had ignited his life energy to unprecedented levels.

This height was something his current stage-just slightly over halfway through his second limit break attributes-could not possibly bear.

Every cell in his body had its potential fully unleashed, burning and releasing energy with abandon.

He couldn’t terminate this state.

The second limit break perfect form-the [deity] form’s countdown failed to end, as if it had frozen.

Similarly, the state of [the gathering of three flowers at the apex] couldn’t be stopped.

Lu Yuan now resembled a flame that couldn’t be extinguished.

All he could do was watch himself burn away little by little until he turned to ashes.

He spread his hand and saw tiny specks of light drifting from the edges of his palm. They were beautiful.

Those were rapidly disintegrating, dying skin cells.

An indescribable feeling rose in Lu Yuan’s heart.

He didn’t understand why he didn’t have a strong desire to survive.

As he watched the collapsing space around him, destined to become a “tomb,” Lu Yuan sat cross-legged in the void, holding Roya’s wheel-like remains.

He felt that during the last segment of his life, he should contemplate something meaningful.

But before he could think of anything significant,

the air in front of him suddenly tore open.

A slender, perfect figure stepped out.

The woman who appeared surveyed her surroundings briefly before her gaze fell on Lu Yuan, her beautiful eyes showing a faint trace of surprise.

She swiftly appeared in front of him, her flawless, white hand reaching out to gently caress his face.

“Lu Yuan… You don’t look so good,” she said softly.