If the Pink-Skin Humans want to leave, they’ll have to ask my permission first!
They hunted me down for no reason, and now they want to massacre Earth—this is a life-and-death hatred, impossible to resolve, utterly unforgivable. They have crossed Andrew Han’s bottom line!
Stay here!
His expression icy, killing intent swirling, Andrew Han stepped forward with his right foot.
Golden-red starlight coiled around his right foot, silencing the ages of the cosmos and freezing the dark starry sky. Light and dust twisted to the extreme; what seemed slow was in fact blindingly fast, unstoppable as his foot crashed down into the void.
He had cultivated desperately, always keeping a low profile, only to face this sudden killing game.
This was what angered Andrew Han the most!
If the Pink-Skin Humans are not destroyed, what’s the point of cultivation? Might as well end it all!
Boom!
Andrew Han’s step shook the deathly silent outer space!
His Soul-Will erupted in full; countless dazzling Consciousness Star-Maps rose and hung around him, radiating supreme power—like a million divine meteors descending upon the starry sky, an eternal, heroic meteor shower finally falling!
"Enough, Andrew Han!"
"Sen is already dead—what more do you want?"
The two Pink-Skin Stellar Palace elders grew even angrier. Never had they felt so humiliated—dignified Stellar Palace-tier beings, actually being challenged by a Starlight-tier!
In a hundred epochs, across a hundred planetary systems, one might see the birth of a single Starlight-tier.
In a thousand epochs, across a thousand planetary systems, not even one Stellar Palace-tier might appear.
From this,
the rarity of the Stellar Palace Tier is obvious.
But Andrew Han paid no heed, ignoring the roars of the two Stellar Palace elders. Gold-red starlight transformed into two surging Ten-Thousand Swords Star-Rivers, piercing the starry sky in an instant, cutting through all obstacles, striking at both of them.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
From afar, darkness was swept away, leaving only two sword lights slashing through the void, slicing cosmic dust as they collided furiously with two genuine Stellar Palace-tier beings!
Heaven and earth seemed to dim!
The intensity reached unimaginable heights!
Sometimes a cleave, sometimes a sweeping strike or a piercing thrust—the ever-shifting gold-red sword light was enough to sweep across an entire planetary system!
“You want to kill us? Andrew Han, you’re delusional!”
The two unleashed Stellar Palace power, clashing against the sword light, with fierce shockwaves rippling outward.
One of them leaned back, then drew a colossal Stellar Palace axe, infused with Razor-Edge and Blazing traits. With a sweeping motion, he split the sword light before him in two.
All these sword lights were manifestations of Soul-Will.
It’s no exaggeration to say—if this killing power struck a life planet, it could split the crust or even shatter the planetary surface.
Yet—
Trying to kill a Stellar Palace-tier with this alone was still far from enough.
The two moved carelessly, about to step out of the range of the Soul-Will sword light, ignoring Andrew Han’s defiance… If not for the constraints of the Supreme Human Law, they would have struck long ago and cruelly slaughtered Andrew.
In an instant, Andrew Han spat out two words: “Divide.”
His indifferent face reflected the killing sword glow—as the gold-red river suddenly split, transforming from two beams into thousands of gold-red filaments, falling from the heavens like shackles, erupting together to restrain the two Stellar Palace elders.
There was the grandeur of a flowing spectacle!
And the edge of divine might that set order!
Countless filaments burst forth, vivid gold-red streaks cutting across outer space like lightning trails splitting the night. A million converged, boundless in their creation—these were the life-and-death epoch light-lines!
They could kill, restrain, and serve countless functions!
A vast number of gold-red light-lines instantly reached the two Stellar Palace elders, encircling them tightly—like golden shackles, leaving no room for resistance.
By now, Andrew Han had nearly reached a realm where his energy flowed as harmoniously as sunlight illuminating the heavens.