In the night, beneath the mist.
The skyscrapers in the ruined city collapsed with a rumble, as if a Godzilla-sized giant lizard was thrown back, toppling everything.
Silhouetted against the sky, a figure with a blue-black single horn hovered, only to feel a powerful impact from behind soon after.
An electric arc flashed, and he seemed to move in an instant.
A dark beam of light as thick as several meters brushed past, blasting into the distant buildings.
Explosive sounds rang continuously, tearing a huge fissure in the ground.
In the distance, the horned crocodile-like creature snarled malevolently, its dark breath from its mouth aimed to pierce Chen Feng in place.
But in the next second.
A muffled sound exploded behind him, and Chen Feng already caused a sonic boom, arriving behind it.
His blue-black arms grasped its giant tail firmly, swinging it like a hammer before smashing it down!
The fissure expanded into a deep pit, while numerous Black Tide creatures surrounded them.
The single horn’s black flash pierced through everything, sweeping in a circle of black light across four directions.
The powerful gravity well fully activated, and the Sixth Order Batman halted in its tracks.
The air trembled, the pipes in the ruins creaked and twisted.
The horned crocodile creature and Batman twisted and struggled in unison, yet the space solidified like amber, immobilizing them.
Double fists pierced through, clearing everything nearby.
A furious gap tore momentarily through the turbulent Black Tide, Chen Feng then sprinting towards the distant Thunder Martial Arts Hall.
Though the Holy Shield Giant was not by his side for now, no one could help him fend off the Black Tide, making it easy to grasp skill light groups.
Yet he felt that withstanding a few blows momentarily, he should be able to endure.
Suddenly, golden steel bones emerged, shielding him like a round shield, forming a space several meters wide.
The silver-blue thunder light group floated before him, the next moment seized with his raised hand.
Residual memory scenes emerged instantly, numerous Black Tide creatures simultaneously arrived, swarming around the steel bone round shield like locusts.
Chen Feng’s consciousness absorbed the scenes, quickly witnessing the fleeting life of the person from the residual memory.
By imitation, he consecutively grasped two thunder lights, reinforcing the shield defense in succession.
During this, he did not gain much useful information.
Until, at the grasp of the third one.
In the memory scene, lightning flashed and thunder roared.
The sky was pitch black like shrouding clouds, deep mist transformed into an ocean, encircling the walled city.
Scarlet eyes suddenly opened, densely packed, casting the thousands of non-human bodies into dim visibility.
Countless Black Tide creatures appeared in the high-altitude dark mist, overlooking Qinggang.
In the center deep darkness, a serpentine dragon-like presence resembling undulating mountain chains appeared, with a demon stand atop its head.
"This battle, it has finally come."
Inside the Martial Arts Hall, an elderly figure sighed to speak.
Middle-aged instructors, along with the hall’s disciples, solemnly stood around it.
Looking around, ordinary people on the city streets were in terrified despair, staggering about.
Distantly atop the high wall in the first battlefield, countless martial artists and Transcendents emerged, alongside a stationed army activating all firepower weapons.
Suddenly, the dark mist was split open.
A massive sunset fell from the sky, a thousand meters wide, crashing toward the city.
Dense Black Tide creatures stood amongst it, as oppressive despair and tearing wind pressure rapidly approached.
At the critical moment.
Someone leapt skyward, delivering a punch to the falling comet.
Brilliant lights split and overflowed, the massive black comet exploded, scattering into countless small meteors toward the ground.
This scene seemed to ignite the war; roars soon echoed throughout the city.
Artillery fire soared, blood splattered.
A dragon’s breath descended, and an elderly electric figure flashed skyward, firmly withstanding everything.
Amidst hoarse cries, powerful martial artists and Transcendents leapt skyward.
The world quaked, like a resonant heartbeat.
They seemed to transform into soaring rainbow lights, some with immortal golden light, others with world-spanning Giant Vault might.
The storm stretched to the heavens with thunder, skyward-striking sword qi, as Heroic Spirit shadows solidified into human forms.
The fierce battle intensely violent, the thick black mist forcibly torn open a gap, faint traces of azure daylight visible outside.
The distant high wall was also breached by a massive creature crashing through, creating a direct path to the outside world.
Roars resounded, chosen Flames were all in tears.
In a blink, overwhelming Black Tide creatures charged at the Flames, intending to close the gap and sever the legacy.
Chen Feng even vaguely spotted a colossal winged snake, comparable to a dragon.
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"Even demigods can be slain!"
The dragon fell back, the Black Tide nearly shattered.
The presence resembling the Winged Serpent King crashed into the mist sea, blocking Black Tide creatures briefly scattered.
The azure sky briefly reappeared, all Flames safely departed.
Gazes filled with remembrance and anticipation looked at the last light, until a mighty, oppressive force suddenly enveloped the world, transforming it into an eerie blood red.
The entire Qinggang City seemed erased from space.
The last light and passage vanished, but the youth from the residual memory shed tears, revealing a relieved smile.
"Qinggang City... was not exterminated."
The scene shattered, Chen Feng dazed on the spot, for several moments.