If the earlier artillery barrage represented the pinnacle of modern warfare,
Then now—
The Empress's power was the apex of cultivation!
Every strike carried the weight of the Great Dao,
Slaying demons, toppling false gods—unstoppable!
In an instant,
Countless sword rays erased the metallic spheres, then surged toward the Deer.
Humm—
The blade's light scoured all in its path,
Even space itself splitting open.
The agents, the multiverse's audience—
All froze, jaws slack.
The Deer's power had shocked them.
But the Empress's strength defied comprehension.
A single thought echoed:
Is this… humanly possible?
For a moment, they worshipped her as divinity.
The sword light, warping reality, hurtled toward the Deer's humanoid head—
Then—
Five meters away.
Clang!
An invisible barrier shattered the strike.
BOOM—
The valley behind the Deer split in two.
Sword fragments scattered like celestial feathers,
A unfathomable force dispersing into the air.
"Hm?"
The Empress's eyes fully opened.
This blade had once sheared the Heavenly Ridge Mountains,
Turned the Sacred Spirit's ancestral lands to ruin.
Yet it couldn't even scratch the Deer?
Surprise flickered—
Then combat lust ignited.
Her hair billowed as she shot skyward!
Against the Deer's inexplicable might, she chose to attack!
The onlookers gaped.
But—
The apocalyptic energy radiating from her tormented those nearby.
A Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits") agent flipped open his Thaumiel-class HUD, muttering:
"EVE/Life-Force density off the charts. Morphic radiation at… what the fuck?"
"Magnitude Theta-12? Is she a goddess?!"
"A human ascending to thaumiel-grade? This world's doomed."
The Empress was no thaumaturge—
But her power still fell short.
BOOM!
A palm strike shattered the air.
The ground quaked.
Atmosphere ripped.
Energy raged.
A visible shockwave cleaved the valley apart.
"Did she just—split a mountain?!"
Insane.
Yet—
At the epicenter,
The Deer stood unharmed.
And then—
It retaliated.
Flames erupted from the earth.
Metallic pillars sprouted from its orbiting spheres—
Blocking attacks.
Altering terrain.
Zhang Chulan watched a 50-meter metal spike get swatted aside, embedding deep into the cliffs.
Less fortunate agents froze mid-sprint—
Transmuted into yellow-green hexagonal pillars.
The battlefield burned.
Magnetic fields collapsed.
Temperatures plummeted.
Space itself warped.
And still—
The Empress held back.
She couldn't kill it.
Couldn't even wound it.
Worse—
The Deer wasn't trying either.
For the first time,
She felt something alien in its power—
A wrongness that sickened her to touch.
A rage simmered.
She'd clawed her way from nothing,
Defied heaven's will through sheer obsession,
Become a Red Dust Immortal over aeons.
Yet her might—unshakable, peerless—
Couldn't even bruise this thing.
She could accept stronger foes.
But invincibility?
Never.
The valley crumbled around them.
The ritual site teetered on destruction.
Her eyes hardened.
With a flick of her wrist—
The Great Dao Treasure Vase floated into her grasp.
Time for a new battlefield.
Zhantian Universe
The Ye Tian Emperor stiffened.
The Great Dao Treasure Vase—
Only those who'd mastered the Devouring Heaven Art could forge it.
A vessel of the Dao itself, capable of suppressing all realms,
Devouring world origins.
Her trump card.
And she'd resorted to it within minutes.
The Deer?
Unscathed.
A chill crept into his heart.
On-screen,
The Empress stood transcendent.
Her jade hands lifted, cradling the vase.
Three thousand six hundred Dao runes blazed—
Then—
WHOOSH!
Both combatants vanished.
The agents blinked.
The chat group exploded.
"WTF?! They're in space now?!"
"How is this biological?!"
"She's this strong… and still can't win?"
"Call it. Containment's failed."