Martin's fleet hovered on the outskirts of the battlefield, and the screen inside the bridge clearly reflected the battle situation ahead.

Although the cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm flew around with their swords and their sword energy was rampant, they were gradually unable to withstand the offensive of the ancient race's fleet - the surface of those ships was covered with dark purple biological shells, and they could repair themselves after being damaged.

The naval guns fired not energy beams, but clumps of wriggling biological mucus, which, when they landed on the sword cultivator's magic weapon, would corrode honeycomb-like holes.

"The methods of these ancient races are unheard of." Kage whispered beside him.

The screen showed a small building ship from the Xuanhuang Realm being entangled by several octopus-like biological weapons, and the hull was rapidly disintegrating while squirming.

Martin tapped the armrest with his fingertips, his eyes fixed on the center of the battlefield.

Although the individual combat power of the Xuanhuang Realm cultivators is strong, they cannot withstand the close coordination of the opponent's fleet.

Moreover, strange methods emerged one after another, and at this moment they were on the verge of defeat. Many sword cultivators were forced to retreat step by step, and the light of their magic weapons dimmed, which showed that they had consumed a lot of energy.

At this moment, the void suddenly trembled violently.

A giant hand that covered the sky and the sun stretched out from the nebula, with energy fluctuations at the level of star clusters lingering around its knuckles.

With the power to shatter the stars, it struck hard at the three main fleets of the ancient race!

"Is it a powerful being at the star cluster level?" Kage stared at the void above.

The ancient race's fleet reacted extremely quickly. The three fleets merged in an instant, and the shells of the creatures on their surfaces all lit up with a faint blue light, interweaving into an energy shield that covered the entire area.

The shield undulated like a living thing, with countless complex runes appearing on its surface. It was obviously a defense driven by the combined power of three fleets.

"Bang--!"

The moment the giant hand collided with the shield, the entire star field seemed to be thrown into a star. The dazzling light penetrated everything, and the shock wave caused the Martin fleet in the distance to tremble slightly.

When the light faded, everyone was shocked to see that although the energy shield was fluctuating violently and its surface was covered with spider-web-like cracks, it was still able to withstand the attack!

A sharp roar came from the fleet of the ancient race, as if in protest.

The giant hand slowly withdrew, and a dull cold snort was heard in the void, followed by no further movement.

Martin looked at the damaged but intact shield on the screen, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes: "This ancient race can actually withstand a star cluster-level attack..."

"Looks like we need to find a way to get this technology here. Also, those biological armors are all good stuff."

He raised his hand and ordered, "Send the reconnaissance ship closer and record the energy frequency and runic structure of the ancient race's shield."

"Also, keep a close eye on the Xuanhuang Realm's movements—if they can dispatch a star cluster-level force, they will never give up."

Outside the bridge, the star wind blew across the cold hull, bringing with it the remaining energy turbulence from the battlefield.

Martin looked at the two sides still exchanging sporadic fire in the distance, with a cold look on his face.

The void was still trembling, and at the moment when the giant hand of the star cluster level slowly retracted, a figure in white stepped out into the air.

The white-haired old man stood above the nebula, his Taoist robe fluttering in the turbulent energy, his eyes as sharp as lightning.

He swept across the fleet of the ancient race that was about to retreat, and his cold snort made the surrounding stars tremble slightly.

"Want to leave?"

The old man raised his hand, and a nine-story pagoda suddenly appeared in his palm. Mysterious runes flowed on the tower, and each layer seemed to seal a star field. As soon as it appeared, it exuded a pressure that could suppress the universe.

He flicked his finger, and the pagoda turned into a stream of light, dragging a long tail of flames, and crashed towards the fleet of the ancient race.

The fleet of the ancient race apparently sensed the crisis, and the remaining energy shield lit up again.

At the same time, the flagship in the center of the fleet suddenly opened a huge biological membrane, which was covered with wriggling tentacles, trying to wrap around and block the pagoda.

"Buzz—"

The speed of the pagoda's descent suddenly increased, the runes on the tower body surged, and the first-floor tower door burst open.

An all-consuming gravitational force appeared out of nowhere, and the tentacles were instantly sucked into the tower, and even the biological membrane was torn open.

"Bang!"

The pagoda slammed heavily onto the flagship's energy shield. This time, the shield could no longer hold on—the rune pagoda lit up layer by layer.

Each layer of explosive power is superimposed on the previous layer, like nine thunderclaps exploding in succession.

The cracks in the shield spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally collapsed completely with a sharp cracking sound.

The pagoda was unstoppable and crashed directly into the biological shell of the flagship. The tower body expanded instantly, covering the entire flagship.

Immediately afterwards, a teeth-grinding crushing sound came from the tower. The flagship of the ancient race was actually crumbling layer by layer under the suppression of the pagoda, like a crushed eggshell.

Dark purple juice mixed with broken armor gushed out from the cracks in the tower.

Seeing this, the other two fleets dared not stay any longer. They turned their ships around and fled into the depths of the void, not even bothering to rescue their scattered companions.

The white-haired old man did not pursue, but simply raised his hand to recall the pagoda. The nine-story pagoda was now stained with dark purple stains, but it still exuded a terrifying pressure.

He glanced at the Martin fleet watching from a distance, his gaze lingering on the Golden Behemoth and the Dragon Knight for a moment, then turned and stepped into the nebula, his figure disappearing along with the pagoda.

Inside the bridge, Martin watched the ancient race's fleet fleeing in panic on the screen, his fingertips tapping lightly on the table.

The Xuanhuang Realm's trump card was obviously intended to intimidate the villains - it not only repelled the enemy, but also demonstrated its strength to the surrounding forces.

At this moment, the white-haired old man escaped into the depths of the void, until he could no longer sense the breath behind him, then he suddenly retracted his escape light, leaned against a meteorite and gasped heavily.

The back beneath his Taoist robe was soaked with sweat, and the composure he had just pretended to have was gone.

“That was a close call…”

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and recalled the two obscure but terrifying auras he had just sensed at the edge of the battlefield, and felt a lingering fear.

"That's... Golden Behemoth? And it's at the level of two galaxies!"

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