Chapter 154: The Terrifying Alien Emperor

Although expected, it still came with a surprise.

The great catastrophe was indeed from extraterrestrial visitors.

Moreover, they were overwhelmingly powerful. Just the first appearance of an eighth-realm Golden Pikk clan member was outrageously strong, casually blasting Luo Feng away with a single casual strike.

"They are ferocious, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty. They treat us like pigs, while we are merely food to them. Once they scatter in all directions, they will inevitably cause a monstrous bloodbath," Luo Feng said urgently. "Everyone, we must absolutely not allow them to leave. Annihilate them all!"

"I'll go first!" Chen Bei was already impatient. The moment his voice fell, he rushed forward. Divine light radiated from his chest, instantly expanding to shroud the surroundings and form a vortex. In a flash, a large number of 'Pikk' pouring out of the spatial rift were swallowed directly into his Samsara World.

"How dare you kill my subordinates! You're courting death!" The ten-meter-tall Golden Pikk roared in anger, shifting his form to charge at Chen Bei with terrifying speed.

He was fast, but Jiang Ming was even faster.

A flash of light from the center of his brow manifested into a sword of the soul, cutting across the void to strike straight at the opponent's glabella. However, the opponent frowned and abruptly came to a halt, roaring furiously, "Golden blood, defend!"

His blood boiled, and surging golden light rose all over his body. Though the soul sword pierced through, penetrating the sea of consciousness, most of its power had already been consumed, leaving only blood-red eyes and two streams of blood spurting from the pig-like nose.

"Such powerful soul attack!" The Pikk King looked at Jiang Ming with a grave expression.

"Such powerful soul defense." Jiang Ming was also slightly solemn.

If it were any ordinary eighth-realm powerhouse, Jiang Ming's strike would have at least inflicted heavy injuries if not killed them outright, yet the opponent had suffered at most minor wounds.

"The Golden clan possess extremely formidable soul abilities, making them very difficult to kill even among peers of the same realm," Luo Feng explained once more.

Jiang Ming nodded.

His earlier strike had given him a rough assessment: using divine path methods, he could kill the opponent, but it would take time. Right now, however, time could not be wasted.

More and more Golden Pikk were still pouring out of the spatial rift.

He vaguely sensed that an even stronger entity existed on the other side.

Quick victory was imperative.

"Martial Arts Domain, Spatial Solidification!"

The domain manifested, wielding the power of the heavenly domain. In an instant, it felt as though a divine mountain had descended or the firmament had collapsed, distorting space and creating a terrifying suppressive force that bent the Pikk King's body, nearly forcing him to his knees.

His vital blood boiled and divine power surged as he tried to break free from the constraints and shatter the suppression. But at that moment, space suddenly solidified, causing his figure to stall and rendering him temporarily immobile.

Yet, as an unimaginably terrifying alien race, blood began to seep from his golden physique, and his red pupils grew even bloodier, brimming with ruthless ruthlessness.

Inside his body, his blood boiled as if a fire had been ignited.

While the outside was frozen and suppressed, he had already activated a forbidden technique internally, causing his power to surge violently. The terrifying momentum impacted the solidified domain, sending intense ripples rolling through the surroundings.

A wisp of blood-red light rushed out from the top of his head like a burning flame, growing increasingly intense as if it would shatter the suppressive force at any second.

At that very moment, Jiang Ming arrived above him and brought a palm down, shattering the crimson light and scattering the accumulated power within the opponent's body into disarray.

The Pikk King's momentum instantly plummeted to freezing point.

"He's not heavily injured. Do you still want him?" Jiang Ming asked the wildly excited Chen Bei.

"I want him!" Chen Bei looked over, even more thrilled. "Once he's inside my world, even a dragon has to coil up for me!"

"Go!" Jiang Ming dropped another palm, temporarily sealing the Pikk King's cultivation before tossing him directly toward Chen Bei.

"Haha, Brother Jiang, many thanks!" The vortex on Chen Bei's chest expanded abruptly. Just as he was about to swallow the Pikk King, a fist projection struck out from the spatial rift.

A strike designed to force a rescue.

Anticipating this, Jiang Ming shifted across the void and blocked in front, shattering the fist projection with a single punch.

The Pikk King was subsequently swallowed by Chen Bei.

"Humans, damn you!" A terrifying, wild roar echoed from the spatial rift. Immediately after, a golden figure towering over ten meters tall strode out from within.

Another eighth-realm powerhouse.

Before its foot had even fully touched the ground, Jiang Ming had already closed the distance.

"Martial Arts Domain, Spatial Solidification!"

Without a second word, he struck instantly, suppressing the new arrival before it could even mount a resistance, and tossed it to Chen Bei as well.

"Brother Jiang, you are my lucky star!" Chen Bei was ecstatic, his aura climbing continuously, faintly showing signs of breaking through the seventh-layer martial arts barrier to step into the eighth layer.

This scene left Luo Feng and the others dumbfounded, followed by a stunned silence.

The formidable Golden Pikk King had been suppressed with such utter ease.

Amidst their astonishment, they were also overwhelmingly delighted.

With a companion like this, their safety was guaranteed to be secured by a vast margin moving forward.

"The Golden clan is a vast race possessing golden blood and immensely formidable strength. Without mastering supreme ultimate arts, our human peers are simply no match for them," Luo Feng remarked with emotion. "Take the one from earlier, for instance; I have the confidence to put up a fight and at most suffer defeat, but killing him would be far too difficult. Yet in Brother Jiang's hands, he was like a mere toy. Hahaha, this catastrophe should be much easier to handle now."

As they spoke, they too joined the fray one after another, driving the scattered Pikk toward Chen Bei so he could swallow them.

At that moment, another Pikk King emerged. This one was even stronger than the previous two, yet it still failed to escape the fate of being suppressed.

Seemingly aware of the situation on this side, the swarming tide of Pikk abruptly came to a halt.

"Scared?" Ye Bai stared at the spatial rift, readying himself to strike at any moment. Seeing no more Golden Pikk appearing, he felt somewhat surprised. "Luo Feng, based on your estimation, is there a world behind the spatial rift? Given the sheer number of eighth-realm 'Pikk' that just appeared, just how massive is this faction?"

"Judging by the nature of secret realms, if there's a world behind it, that world must contain numerous alien races and would open multiple spatial rifts to invade. If not, then a single spatial rift corresponds to a single race," Luo Feng speculated. "Based on the current situation, the Golden Pikk clan members who have descended probably account for less than a tenth. Even more wouldn't be terrifying; what we should fear most is the presence of even more powerful Pikk bloodlines."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Ming turned his gaze toward him.

"Just like us humans, who possess innate Dao constitutions, ice physiques, and divine physiques, the Golden Pikk clan also has different constitutions. They are usually categorized by bloodline. For instance, the Pikk King from earlier should be the most common type among royal bloodlines; above them are higher royal bloodlines, imperial bloodlines, and so on." Luo Feng's expression grew somewhat solemn. "If an imperial bloodline descends, we will be in deep trouble. Imperial bloodlines are terrifying even on the Myriad Realms Battlefield."

A thought stirred in Jiang Ming's mind, recalling his talent mission: to slay ten alien emperors within nine years.

Because of this mission, he had long since been certain that alien races would descend; otherwise, the mission would have been utterly impossible to complete.

Hearing Luo Feng's words now, he became even more convinced that alien emperors would be immensely powerful—extremely, overwhelmingly powerful.

His gaze narrowed as he looked at the spatial rift. A terrifying aura was seeping out from within, vast and profound like an abyss, capable of crushing mountains and destroying ridges.

Beneath this aura, everyone present felt their minds tremble with a sense of unease.

Shortly after, a two-meter-tall Golden Pikk stepped out from within. Judging strictly by height, it should have been an ordinary Pikk, but its aura was far too potent.

The very instant it stepped out, the space in this region seemed unable to bear its weight, and spatial rifts began to fracture around it.

A pair of golden horns grew upon its forehead.

"Imperial lineage!" Luo Feng murmured softly.

"You actually recognize that I am of imperial lineage?" The entity shifted its gaze to fixate on Luo Feng, offering a nod of appreciation. "Knowledgeable. I am Emperor Pino. In light of your recognition of my noble identity, I will grant you a choice: kneel and submit, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, you, your companions, and every single human in this world shall be roasted."

"An alien emperor!" Jiang Ming's eyes shone brightly as he charged forward directly, roaring out simultaneously, "Everyone, leave him to me! Guard the spatial rift and test whether you can destroy it!"

The moment he rushed forward, more Golden Pikk emerged from the spatial rift, each towering over ten meters tall—all eighth-realm powerhouses.

"You dare to attack me? Who gave you the audacity!" Emperor Pino sneered, his physique trembling slightly as surging power erupted like a sandstorm and tsunami. He threw a punch that shattered the void, meeting Jiang Ming's fist head-on.

"Inch Fist, twenty-third layer!"

"Boundless strength."

Jiang Ming delivered his absolute strongest strike with this punch.

A base of one thousand Vajra strength, a twenty-fourfold burst, a fivefold superposition of boundless force, and a twofold genetic tier—the power of a single punch reached two hundred and forty thousand Vajra strength.

How terrifying was that!

Even the void disintegrated inch by inch.

This sudden outburst caused Emperor Pino's expression to change. Reacting with extreme swiftness, the power within his body exploded instantly, transforming into a rolling torrent that surged outward.

Vital blood and demonic energy intertwined to ignite a forbidden technique, propelling his strike to its peak state as well. Yet, even so, he could not block Jiang Ming's punch and was sent flying backward entirely.

Emperor Pino slammed his foot down, bursting the earth apart and carving out a deep abyss directly into the ground.

"Such formidable strength! It almost blew my arm apart!" He looked at Jiang Ming with a solemn expression, then glanced at his own arm, which was riddled with ruptured wounds from which golden blood oozed in a steady stream.

Yet in the next moment, the golden blood flowed backward, and his wounds healed in the blink of an eye.

His height also skyrocketed continuously, halting only when he reached over twenty meters tall, while his aura surged to a lawless, towering degree.

A slight movement caused the void to collapse.

"Golden Domain!" Emperor Pino roared angrily, his golden power solidifying into a substance that instantly enveloped a radius of several hundred meters.

Within that perimeter, everything turned a brilliant, dazzling gold.

Jiang Ming immediately discovered a terrifying reality: legal suppression and chains of order lay dormant, as though the laws of this world itself were being suppressed.

This caused his heart to skip a beat heavily.

"Martial Arts Domain..."

The result presented a terrifying fact: he was completely unable to manipulate the power of the heavenly domain.

"Under my Golden Domain, you still wish to manipulate the power of heaven and earth?" Emperor Pino sneered. "One Dao suppresses ten thousand Daos; when one Dao is strong enough, the ten thousand Daos submit. As long as your realm does not surpass mine, you will be suppressed by me. Within this domain, I am the supreme being."

"So what if your physical strength is formidable? Under my domain, you are ultimately nothing more than a lamb waiting for slaughter!"

"I have even activated my imperial bloodline, coupled with eighth-realm cultivation. You are merely a puny Tianren powerhouse; how could you possibly hope to contend with me?"

"You are destined to die!"

"No, I cannot kill you completely. Once you die, not only will the meat lack flavor, but your vital essence will also dissipate. I will cripple you, then roast you, brush you with honey and sauce—the taste will surely be exquisite!"

"Golden-brown skin, dripping grease... I can no longer hold myself back!"

"Die for me!"

Saliva seemed to drip from the corners of Emperor Pino's mouth. As his voice fell, a palm descended.

This palm was even more terrifying, surging with primordial Qi and accompanied by legal principles.

Every ounce of power within the Golden Domain was at his disposal.

"One Dao suppresses ten thousand Daos? Then I shall break ten thousand laws with sheer force!" Jiang Ming's heart sank, but his battle intent soared to the heavens.

So what if he could not manipulate the power of heaven and earth?

He would simply fight with supreme physical strength.

His intent remained, and his bodily strength was unreduced.

Compared to his previous punch, his power had not diminished by the slightest fraction.

However, he could also clearly feel the terrifying pressure pressing down from all directions, akin to carrying a hundred-zhang-tall mountain on his back, making every step arduous.

Under this pressure, his combat effectiveness was inevitably reduced by a massive margin.

Boom...

He was blasted flying by a single punch from the opponent.

"Domain suppression is this terrifying?" Jiang Ming's pupils contracted.

"The innate ability of my imperial bloodline, combined with my eighth-realm cultivation to form the Golden Domain, can weaken your power by more than half!" Emperor Pino's voice boomed. "As an emperor, my bloodline is the most supreme in this world; how could a lowly lifeform like you compare to it!"

"Lowly?" Jiang Ming sneered. "You are nothing more than a pig!"

His stature also abruptly shot up, reaching a height of nine meters, while his aura surged threefold in an instant.

The seventh turn of body refining, the As-You-Will Realm.

Reaching nine meters in height represented the ultimate boundary, multiplying physical strength threefold.

Under this ultimate burst, a single punch from him could unleash seventy-two thousand Vajra strength—a figure capable of instilling despair in any eighth-realm powerhouse.

Yet, though still suppressed by the opponent, he was now capable of holding his own against Emperor Pino at this moment.

Outside the domain, Chen Bei and the others were likewise locked in fierce combat.

Following Emperor Pino's emergence, seven more kings had appeared, every single one an eighth-realm existence of terrifying might. Fortunately, Jun Qiye had recovered, and Ye Bai, Chen Bei, and the others were sufficient in number.

Even so, they were barely managing to hold the line.

From within the spatial rift, even more Golden Pikk clan members swarmed out, rapidly expanding outward in all directions.

"Once they form a true scale, we're all finished!" Luo Feng roared. "Seize the opportunity to defeat them one by one!"

"Liu Ruyan, Ran Xin, coordinate with us!" Zhou Tian began issuing commands.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many formidable enemies.

Even when Ran Xin successfully interfered with one, Chen Bei—ready and waiting to seize the chance to kill a foe—didn't even have enough time.

"Try your best to maintain the situation and wait for Jiang Ming!" Jun Qiye transmitted his voice. "If Brother Jiang wins, everything will be fine; if he fails, all of us might die here. Maintain the situation first, and prepare for the worst."

Quietly, a tacit understanding formed among them.

Inside the domain.

Jiang Ming discovered that even instantaneous movement was unusable, for under the opponent's domain, space itself was suppressed, leaving only brutal, head-on combat as an option.

"At this rate, I am very likely to lose!"

Frowning tightly, he thought of his final remaining method.

"I wonder if this will work?"

Pondering amidst the pressure, Jiang Ming retrieved the Mountain-Splitting Axe.