Chapter 1274 - 509: Star Cloud Challenge_2

"Such trivial tricks, and you dare to try and fool me?"

He let out a cold laugh, slowly raising his right hand.

In the center of his palm, golden light flickered.

A massive phantom of a sun wheel suddenly appeared.

The scorching light stabbed painfully into the eyes of the crowd.

"Sun... Sun Wheel Palm?! How is this possible..."

Flowing Light Dance’s pupils contracted tightly, her face ashen.

As the Chairman of the Council of Elders of the Nebula Race, how could she not recognize this legendary divine art?

It is said to be the supreme divine technique condensed from the Heavenly Dao Laws!

It’s rumored that when cultivated to the extreme, it can destroy everything in a mere snap of the fingers.

And now, it was being used effortlessly by Zhang Beixing as if it were second nature.

This young man, where did he come from?!

"Break for me!"

Zhang Beixing yelled loudly, suddenly thrusting his palm forward.

Whoosh!

A golden pillar of light burst forth from his palm.

Wherever it passed, the void shattered, the laws crumbled.

The Nine-Star Beads also collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.

Turned to dust, vanishing without a trace.

The entire world trembled under this strike.

As if the apocalypse had come, all things returned to dust.

"Ah——!!!"

A piercing scream erupted from Flowing Light Dance’s mouth.

Her entire body was flung by the massive shockwave, crashing heavily to the ground.

It was a pitiful sight, her breath barely hanging on.

The previously unparalleled momentum had vanished at this moment.

Replaced by a bone-deep fear and despair.

"Is this... the might of the Child of Destiny?"

She weakly gasped, her eyes filled with disbelief.

A mere junior possessed such terrifying strength.

This completely overturned her understanding, shattering the dignity she so proudly held.

"No... impossible..."

Flowing Light Dance trembled, shaking her head, unable to accept this fact.

"I, a dignified Chairman of the Nebula Race’s Elder Council, how can I be defeated by a young lad?"

"This must be a nightmare, yes, it must be a nightmare..."

She mumbled to herself, as if trying to convince herself that everything in front of her wasn’t real.

"Heh, how truly pathetic."

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, his tone disdainful.

"You old folks, who think so highly of yourselves, are just like this."

"And you think you can flaunt your power before me?"

He walked up to Flowing Light Dance, looking down at her from above.

His gaze was cold, almost tangible.

It sent chills down one’s spine, filling their heart with despair.

"I’ll say it one last time, the fate of the Nebula Race is in my hands."

"If you know what’s good for you, then surrender obediently to me."

Zhang Beixing narrowed his eyes, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"I will make you as insignificant as ants, never to rise again!"

Flowing Light Dance shivered, not daring to lift her head.

She knew that this young man before her was no ordinary person.

Perhaps, even the entire Nebula Race was no match for him.

But, as the highest leader of the race, how could she easily surrender?

That would be a betrayal to the entire race!

"I..."

Just as Flowing Light Dance was caught in a dilemma, an old voice suddenly echoed across the heavens and earth.

"Zhang Beixing, that’s enough!"

Before the voice faded, an elderly figure, with hair as white as snow, appeared out of nowhere.

He exuded an ancient aura, resembling a deity from the distant past.

He was none other than the founding ancestor of the Nebula Race, Chaos Child!

"Lord Ancestor..."

Joy flashed in Flowing Light Dance’s eyes, and she hurriedly lifted her head.

It seemed as if she saw hope, the dawn of renewing the race’s prestige.

"Boy, although our Nebula Race hasn’t been concerned with worldly affairs for nearly ten thousand years, it’s not something you can easily humiliate!"

Chaos Child’s gaze was electric, instantly locking onto Zhang Beixing.

His voice boomed like a bell, ringing through the skies.

"Today, I will wash away our race’s shame and bring justice to the Nebula!"

Zhang Beixing chuckled continuously, not taking these words seriously.

"To be honest, you are truly incorrigible."

"Do you think you can challenge me with such meager strength?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, inscrutable.

An aura of lethal intent emanated from him, making hearts race in fear.

"Then don’t blame me for being impolite!"

The void trembled, laws crumbled.

A terrifying pressure suddenly exploded in this realm.

Chaos Child’s pupils shrank, hastily mustering all his strength.

He knew that this seemingly young opponent before him was no ordinary fish in the pond.

Carelessness might result in ruin and disgrace.

"Star River Dragon Transformation!"

With a chant of a peculiar spell, a brilliant radiance surrounded him.

A massive star river phantom slowly emerged.

Transforming into a lifelike azure dragon, roaring forth.

"Is this... the most powerful secret technique of the Nebula Race?!"

Alina exclaimed, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.

She had also seen related accounts in ancient texts.

Legend said it could shake the heavens and earth, destroying all things.

Now, it was being performed by the Chaos Child on the spot.

Obviously, he intended to have a showdown with Zhang Beixing!

"What a joke."

However, Zhang Beixing just sneered.

Facing the overwhelming Star River Long Dragon, he didn’t move an inch.

As if he were watching a clumsy trick.

"With just this bit of skill, you dare to show off in front of me?"

The next second, the world crumbled.

A power a hundred times more terrifying than the Star River Long Dragon burst forth.

In an instant, the entire world lost its color.

Only that golden light shone brightly.

The Chaos Child widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Zhang Beixing hovered in mid-air, a pair of pure white wings slowly unfolding behind him.

Those were his Angel’s Wings, symbolizing supreme glory and might.

Like a deity descending, overlooking all beings.

The Star River Dragon Transformation also crumbled before this terrible power.

A hundred-mile radius turned into nothingness.

Destroying everything, unstoppable.

"Ahhhh—!!!"

A scream, incomparably shrill.

The Chaos Child was torn in half by the immense impact.

Blood drenched, in profound agony.

"No... impossible... none of this is possible..."

On the brink of death, his eyes were filled with despair.

He never imagined that the Star River Dragon Transformation, said to be the Nebula Race’s strongest secret technique, would be so easily defeated.

And he, who performed this secret technique, was crushed by the opponent with no ability to fight back.

What kind of demon is this Zhang Beixing?

His profound cultivation had already surpassed his understanding!

"How about now? Do you realize my power?"

Zhang Beixing coldly looked down, his eyes deep as an abyss.

"I said, if you remain stubborn, there’s only one path—death."

"Yet you insisted on hitting a stone with an egg."

"Now, it’s time to pay the price."

Saying this, he extended his right hand.

His fingers like hooks, grabbed mid-air.

The Chaos Child felt a force coming, and darkness filled his vision.

Crack!

A sound of bone cracking came from his neck, and then no more awareness.

Life ended just like that.

Never to see the future of the Nebula Race again.

"Ancestor... no..."

Flowing Light Dance cried out in despair, tears bursting forth.

Watching the Chaos Child fall, the heart-wrenching pain was beyond words.

"Zhang Beixing, you devil! I will not coexist with you!"

She frantically charged at Zhang Beixing, swearing to perish together.

However, how could a mere ant be a match for this sovereign?

Zhang Beixing merely sneered disdainfully, raising and waving his hand.

Flowing Light Dance was immediately thrown back, crashing to the ground.

No longer capable of resistance, left at the mercy of others.

Alina and Richard were dumbfounded, long since mesmerized by the scene.

Although the master had always been formidable, the power displayed today was still astonishing.

The Nebula Race, an ancient race dominating the universe for millions of years.

Its members were masterful cultivators, each possessing soaring cultivation.

Yet now, in front of the master, they fell apart, all perishing.

This scene was indeed incomparable, shocking the world!

"Master... master divine might, we are in awe!"

Richard knelt on the ground, trembling while singing praises.

"With the master guarding, what do we have to fear?"

"Truly worthy of the Child of Destiny, truly admirable..."

Alina was also full of worship, her reverence for Zhang Beixing reaching a new height.

"I said before, this era belongs to me."

Zhang Beixing spoke calmly, with a firm tone.

As if declaring an indisputable fact.

"Anyone who tries to block me has only one path—death."

"Be it the Holy See or the alien race, they are nothing but dust beneath my feet."

Having said this, he looked around, his eyes sharp.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Nebula Race event is just the beginning."

"Soon, the entire world will bow at my feet."

"I will let everyone know what the name Zhang Beixing stands for!"

His gaze radiated unprecedented determination and dominance.

Even the heavens and earth seemed to take notice.

[Host, well done!]

The voice of the Persuasion System sounded again.

[After this battle, the Nebula Race will surely submit and surrender to you.]

[Thus, your influence in this world is set to rise even further.]

"This is just the beginning."

Zhang Beixing’s lips curled slightly, filled with satisfaction.