Countless people eagerly looked towards Mo Tianyun, the strongest cosmic genius of the younger generation of the Martial God Clan. He was constantly creating Emperor-level combat mechs in the void, and his self-awareness and blood energy were at their peak.

Although he was just standing in place.

It took over a century to create an Emperor-level combat mech.

Such an existence...

In the vast universe, apart from the Saint Machine Builder, there is no one else like him.

We have the technology to manufacture such mechs.

No cosmic saint should underestimate it.

His skills are simply outrageous.

You need to know.

In the vast universe.

Although there are younger generations capable of creating Emperor-level combat mechs.

But this process will take at least tens of thousands of years.

He created it with ease.

Such beings exist within the Martial God Clan…

If we have to fight against other universes in the future...

As long as Mo Tianyun is there...

Then there will be a continuous stream of Emperor-level combat mechs.

Such a cosmic genius...

It's simply unbelievable.

Do such extraordinary beings really exist in the world?

Yes, it is true.

At least.

Originally, they were extremely proud, believing that although Mo Tianyun was the son of a cosmic saint, he had wandered the universe since childhood and had not received a proper education, so he must be weaker than them. But now, upon seeing him, their disdainful yet proud feelings were instead dealt a blow.

One by one, they stared in disbelief at the figure above the clouds.

Although the other party still had white hair, he looked very spirited and confident as he continued to create Emperor Battle Armor.

A century has passed...

A thousand years have passed...

The higher-ups of the Martial God Clan originally questioned Mo Tianyun, believing that although his continuous production of Emperor-level combat mechs was extremely valuable, they were ultimately not Saint-level combat mechs. They felt that his actions did not match his words and that there must be some exaggeration involved.

But now...

They looked ahead and saw one after another Imperial Battle Armor towering millions of miles above the star system, radiating an eerie cosmic power. Thousands upon thousands of rays of light poured forth from them, and unparalleled power continuously emerged.

A look of horror appeared in their eyes.

Is his power of consciousness limitless?

"Why can he continuously construct mechs using only his mental power?"

"Just how abundant is his spiritual power! Doesn't he need rest?"

I wonder how many people are talking about it.

And below the Starfield Battlefield.

Wu Changkong was utterly defeated and in a sorry state.

He stared incredulously at his former adversary, whom he had once looked down upon, in the void.

The opponent not only concealed their martial arts prowess.

It can even create Emperor-level combat mechs.

and……

In just over a thousand years...

He has already created hundreds of Emperor-level combat mechs!

this……

"It's not a loss for me to lose to him."

Wu Changkong was filled with bitterness.

Ever since witnessing Mo Tianyun defeat Xuan Chirou and Wu Chen single-handedly.

He then knew that he was no match for Mo Tianyun.

I am nothing more than a defeated opponent.

But deep down, he still harbored a touch of pride.

They believed that the other party could temporarily suppress them.

Ultimately, he came from a self-taught background.

Life is more than just about seizing every moment.

A thousand years later.

Ten thousand years later.

Perhaps he is the strongest!

But now...

He dared not face his own inner thoughts.

The once unbreakable, invincible mindset.

It shattered completely at this moment.

...

Meanwhile.

On the battlefield of the star system.

The high-ranking members of the Martial God Clan all turned their attention to Mo Tianyun.

Some of them had expressions of joy in their eyes.

Some eyes showed doubt.

But in any case.

Mo Tianyun did indeed create over a hundred Emperor-level combat mechs single-handedly.

Facts speak louder than words.

Although the opponent was unable to create the Holy Lord Battle Mech.

However, hundreds of Emperor-class battle mechs are indeed awe-inspiring.

That's enough to destroy a huge civilization!

"Heavenly Martial Saint, your bloodline descendants are extremely promising. We can speak frankly. Although you cannot create the Saint Lord battle mech, you can create the Emperor Venerable battle mech, and even hundreds of them. And only a little over a thousand years have passed."

"Such an existence... would be a prodigy no matter where in the universe he is... creating so many war machines in such a short time... all the cultivation resources of the Martial God Clan would inevitably be poured into him... if it really can't be forced..."

"Otherwise, suffering damage to one's mental strength would be truly unpleasant..."

One of the Celestial Venerables of the Time Clan offered a few gentle reminders.

In fact.

He was defeated by Mo Tianwu when he was young.

But now they have become figures of the ancestral generation.

Although his cultivation level stopped at the level of a Cosmic Celestial Venerable.

They might not even be able to reach the top.

However, he had a great reputation within the Martial God Clan.

He's basically like a nice guy.

Upon hearing this...

Mo Tianwu smiled and said, "You are very kind, Celestial Venerable Shi."

"But no matter what, my son keeps saying that he can build the Holy Lord Battle Mech. Since he has such confidence, he must be certain of it."

"Please rest assured."

"The final result will surely satisfy everyone!"

That's what he said.

However, the elders within the Martial God Clan were filled with worry.

Mo Tianyun is the strongest genius of the Martial God Clan today.

They naturally had high hopes for it.

Even the Heavenly Venerable was deeply conflicted.

Although the other party is Mo Tianwu's son.

But Corey is ultimately a new generation of genius belonging to the Martial God Clan.

If it's because of a boastful remark.

They then spared no effort in expending all their mental energy.

This damaged its very foundation.

That would be a huge loss...

Immediately.

He was about to speak but then stopped himself.

But just at that moment.

The many young cosmic geniuses below the Starfield Battlefield couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable, and each of them trembled slightly.

Under such circumstances.

Many elders of the Martial God Clan looked up.

Boom—

Boom—

It can be seen.

Above the vast and boundless universe.

At this moment, a full thousand Emperor-level combat mechs are stationed there.

Under such circumstances.

Mo Tianyun's spiritual power seemed inexhaustible.

His body was constantly radiating energy and the power of the universe.

He looked like a creator god.

Constantly resonating with the power of the universe.

Under his command, an endless stream of Emperor-level combat mechs were created.

Until after 1,360 seats.

He slowly stopped what he was doing.

Everyone thought his spiritual power had finally run out.

Just as he was about to step down and rest.

Boom—

The seven powerful hearts on his body suddenly flashed with brilliant light.

"We have finally accumulated enough experience in creating mechs over the years."

"Now my cultivation has advanced another step... Holy Lord Battle Mech..."

"But it was just a matter of turning around!!"

Mo Tianyun let out a long roar, his proud and spirited voice resounding throughout the vast universe. At this moment, he was at the pinnacle of glory, and had finally reached the step of "breakthrough".

Boom—

Mo Tianwu and the God of War witnessed this scene.

They looked at each other.

They both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Although……

Mo Tianyun did indeed claim with absolute certainty that he could create the Holy Lord Battle Mech.

But there's a huge difference between saying it and actually doing it.

In the current situation.

The opponent's spiritual power surged forth continuously.

It's practically endless.

The vast universe, like a waterfall, constantly cascading downwards.

He—is really going to create such an existence!

"If this move succeeds, Mo Tianyun's status will certainly be no less than that of a cosmic saint!"