Irelia's barrier of holy light was riddled with cracks, and she felt her consciousness beginning to blur. The force was trying to sever her connection with the "Sword of Dawn," attempting to dismantle the source of holy light within her.

Patton's body was also rapidly deteriorating. His remaining left arm was almost unable to lift the warhammer, his skin was a rocky gray-white, and his life force was rapidly draining away like the receding tide.

Lina's Shadow Shield was also on the verge of collapse. She felt as if her soul was being torn from her body, a pain she had never experienced as an assassin.

The entire plain had now been transformed into a living hell. Of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers, less than a tenth remained, barely holding on, and even then, they were only delaying their deaths, not putting up a fight.

Lin Feng's figure had already disappeared from the capital city of Chengtian. He had arrived at the teleportation hub of the Heavenly Throne, ready to witness this grand "purification".

Inside the control tower, Zhang Huanyu was deathly pale, drenched in sweat. He stared at the constantly fluctuating numbers on the screen—the number of lives lost, and the "purity" analysis of the genetic map. When the numbers of the alien race and the "infected" Imperial soldiers reached zero, his breathing became rapid.

"Your Majesty... the purification rate... is one hundred percent!" His voice trembled with excitement, but even more so with relief at his survival. He had survived. He had not been "purified."

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Feng's cold voice came through the city's internal communication system.

"Zhang Huanyu, do you think you're safe?"

Zhang Huanyu's body stiffened abruptly, and he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

"You are loyal, you carry out my orders, but within you... there remain those repulsive 'impurities.' You are not a foreigner, but the 'conscience' in your heart is more stubborn than that of those foreigners. Do you think I don't know? You secretly let the families of those 'political prisoners' go. You showed mercy to those officers who opposed the 'purification.'"

Lin Feng's voice, like the sharpest blade, tore apart Zhang Huanyu's disguise inch by inch.

"The only reason I let you live this long was because you needed to bring this drama to its climax. Now that the climax is over, it's time for everyone to leave the stage."

Zhang Huanyu suddenly looked up and saw on the screen that his own genetic map was being locked onto by the "Breath of Dust" and being "analyzed" at an extremely fast speed. The cells in his body were now beginning to feel that familiar, nauseating sense of erosion.

"No...no! Your Majesty! I was wrong! I was loyal to you! I..."

He screamed in despair, but the unseen force did not hesitate. His body, within the control tower he was most proud of, under his highest authority, began to rapidly disintegrate.

"I have no need for any subjects with 'flaws'." Lin Feng's cold voice was the last sound Zhang Huanyu heard.

"boom!"

In a silent explosion, Zhang Huanyu turned into dust, leaving not even a trace of his blood-stained black dragon robe. He had been Lin Feng's most capable administrator, yet he too was mercilessly erased in the ultimate "purification."

The City of Heaven, this colossal steel city, once again radiated a breathtaking crimson light after a brief period of silence. The power of the "Breath of Dust" had completely swept away the "impurities" from the plains.

Now, only a very few core figures remain, struggling to keep things afloat.

Irelia's golden armor had lost its luster, and the light of the "Sword of Dawn" in her hand had also weakened. Relying on her unbreakable will, she barely resisted the simultaneous erosion from within and without. Her gaze fell upon the massive gate that had been opened in the city wall—the only passage leading into the city.

"Barton! Lena!" she cried out with all her might, her last gasp. "Charge in! That's the only hope!"

Barton Bronzebeard's skin had turned a lime-like color, his legs trembled, but his cloudy eyes still shone with an indomitable light. He dragged his massive warhammer across the ground, each step making a heavy thud—his final, desperate cry.

Lina's body had become translucent; her shadow power was almost exhausted, but under the threat of death, her speed unleashed its last remaining potential. Like a ghost, she charged towards the city gate.

Behind them lay a desolate plain, the void left behind after countless lives had vanished. Lin Feng had completed his first round of "purification" of the world.

These three surviving heroes, clinging to their last glimmer of hope, stormed through the heavily guarded gates of Chengtian Capital.

Behind the city gates, what awaited them was not an empty city.

"Divine Soldiers of Natural Disasters!"

The hundred super soldiers, standing like statues of death, stood silently in the square inside the city gate, their eyes flashing with a cold, scarlet light. They were unaffected by the "Breath of Dust," for they had already been transformed beyond Lin Feng's definition of "purity," becoming true killing machines, devoid of any emotion or "impurities."

Behind them were even more mechanical puppets and rows of Imperial soldiers wielding beam weapons. These soldiers were all dressed in pure white uniforms, expressionless. Their genes had been "optimized" by Lin Feng long ago, making them "pure" executors, devoid of "conscience," possessing only absolute obedience.

As Irelia and her two companions rushed through the city gate, they were instantly enveloped by this chilling killing intent.

"For survival!" Barton roared, dragging his heavy body, swinging his warhammer at a "Cataclysmic Soldier".

The "Calamity Soldier" neither dodged nor evaded; with a simple block of his arm, Barton's warhammer was easily deflected. Immediately afterward, the "Calamity Soldier" struck back, his energy blade instantly slicing into Barton's chest.

"Ugh..." Barton's roar abruptly stopped, black blood foam spilling from his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment. His body rapidly disintegrated under the corrosive influence of the energy blade.

"Barton!" Irelia cried out in anguish, brandishing the "Sword of Dawn" and unleashing a final burst of holy light in an attempt to save him.

However, more "Cataclysmic Warriors" had already surrounded them. They were agile and incredibly powerful. Irelia, already severely injured and continuously weakened by the "Breath of Dust," was no longer able to unleash her full strength. Her "Sword of Dawn" groaned in pain as it clashed with the energy weapons.

Using her remaining speed advantage, Lina attempted to break through the encirclement of the "Cataclysmic Warriors" and rush towards her target deep within the city—the energy core.

However, she had only rushed a few meters when she was stopped by a black figure. It was the squad leader of the "Calamity Soldiers," wielding that enormous energy scythe.

"Death is your destiny." The captain's voice was cold and mechanical as he slashed through space with his scythe, aiming for Lina.

Lina gritted her teeth, trying to dodge, but she was too weak. She dodged the fatal blow, but was struck by the aftershock of the scythe. Her translucent body shattered like porcelain, turning into a shadow in mid-air before dissipating into the air.

"Lina..." Irelia's heart felt as if it were being torn apart.

She was now the sole survivor. The "Cataclysmic Soldiers" and soldiers in pure white uniforms surrounded her like cold sculptures.

Irelia's body swayed precariously, her golden hair stained with blood, her armor tattered. She felt her holy light power nearly exhausted, and the erosion of the "Breath of Dust" was accelerating. Yet, indomitable light still shone in her eyes.

"Lin Feng..." With all her remaining strength, she let out her final roar, "You won't... destroy this world!"

She raised the "Sword of Dawn" high, and the blade erupted with a final, dazzling light. The light was so intense that it pierced the darkness within the city gates like a comet, carrying the will and hope of all her comrades.

"Sword of Dawn!"

Irelia poured all her holy light, all her life essence, and all her faith into this single sword strike. This strike was no longer for attacking the enemy, but to forever etch the spark of hope within despair!

The enormous golden sword shadow reappeared, but this time, it wasn't aimed at the enemy, but at the ground inside the city gate!

"Boom!"

A deafening roar erupted within the city gates, and a massive, bottomless crack instantly appeared in the ground, stretching deep into the city. It was the final trace Irelia left behind in her despair, at the cost of her life!

The Scourge soldiers and Imperial troops were thrown back by the sudden, deafening roar. When they looked at Irelia again, her figure had become blurred. Her holy light power was completely exhausted, and her life was coming to an end.

She smiled, a smile that carried a sense of relief, a sense of resentment, and a resolute determination that transcended life and death. She gazed at the crack she had cleaved with her life, as if she could see a seed of hope stubbornly sprouting deep within it.

"For...survival..."

She murmured the words softly, and then, in the radiance of holy light, her body slowly dissipated, turning into countless specks of light that drifted into the distance.

Inside the city gates of Chengtian Capital, only cold steel remained, along with the emotionless "Cataclysmic Soldiers" and pure white soldiers.

The seven-day siege ended in a complete defeat for the allied forces. Lin Feng's "purification" plan achieved its perfect effect.

...

At the teleportation center of the Celestial Throne, a massive pillar of energy shot into the sky, enveloping Lin Feng's figure. He stood expressionless in the center of the pillar, wearing his black dragon robe, like a supreme deity receiving the world's worship.

In his eyes, the desolate plain outside the capital of Chengtian was reflected, as well as the emptiness inside the city gates.

“Perfect,” he said softly, his voice carrying an extreme sense of indifference and satisfaction.

He not only purged the foreign tribes, but also eliminated all "impure" elements from within the empire. With a grandest "betrayal," he eradicated all potential threats in one fell swoop. Now, his empire will be a truly pure empire, an empire of absolute obedience.

The entire planet will be left with only the "pure" life as defined by Lin Feng.

The operation of "Breath of Dust" will continue for hundreds, even thousands of years. Centered on the City of Heaven, it will imprint Lin Feng's will on every corner of the planet. All new life will be "selected" and "corrected" by it.

“Life should be like this.” He slowly raised his hand, as if to touch the sky that he had “purified,” “without impurities, without viruses, without futile struggles.”

He wanted to create a world of absolute purity and absolute order. A perfect world that only he, Lin Feng, was qualified to define.

The light grew increasingly intense, and Lin Feng's figure became blurred within the pillar of light. He would use this teleportation center to travel to deeper dimensions, to explore a wider universe, and to seek a more ultimate "purity."

His empire is now secure. His "purification" plan has been launched.

No one could stop him.