Chapter 537 - 325: Instantly Slaying 36 Illusions! The Tier Four Snake God’s Execution Day

All threats were eliminated.

"Victory! Victory!"

The shouts rose and fell, like the relentless pounding of war drums.

In the sky, the Red Gold Battle Spirit, which had grown somewhat faint, looked as if it had been given a shot in the arm.

Not only did its form solidify once more, but the golden light on its surface more than doubled in intensity as a suffocating pressure washed over everything.

The fatigue in Ye Jinghong’s eyes was swept away, replaced by boundless majesty and killing intent.

He watched the Three-headed Snake still rampaging below, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

"Is this the outcome you wanted?"

"Now, it’s my turn!"

Ye Jinghong’s hands closed on empty air, as if gripping the hilt of an invisible greatsword.

The Military Soul Battle Spirit behind him mimicked the action in unison.

Countless points of golden light converged in the Battle Spirit’s hands—the killing intent and faith of five thousand soldiers—condensing into a fifty-meter-long Red Gold Giant Sword.

The poisonous miasma recoiled from its very tip.

"Military God’s Decree—Beheading!"

With a furious roar, Ye Jinghong swung his hands down.

RUMBLE!

The Red Gold Giant Sword descended with world-ending power, cleaving through the sky-spanning miasma, parting the churning bog, and even making Space itself issue a pained shriek as if unable to bear the strain.

This one strike was the apex of both speed and power.

Terror seized Hiss.

It wanted to dodge, but the immense Military Spirit Will had already locked onto its aura, sealing the surrounding Space and rendering it immobile.

"No—!"

Hiss let out a despairing shriek, twisting its body frantically to meet the blow with its toughest, most defensive head—the Head of Hatred.

SCHLICK!

Like a hot knife through butter.

There was no resistance whatsoever.

For an instant, time and space seemed to freeze.

All sound on the battlefield vanished, leaving only the heavy, muffled thud of the enormous serpent head crashing to the ground.

The next second, the surviving soldiers witnessed the scene. They were stunned for a beat before erupting into earth-shattering cheers!

"Victory to the General!"

"The Military God is invincible!"

Dark red Divine Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing more than half the swamp a blinding scarlet. This was a truly powerful restorative, rich in High Tier Energy.

"AAAAAH—!"

Having lost its Head of Hatred and a third of its origin, Hiss let out a more agonized and shrill cry than ever before.

Its aura instantly plummeted from the peak of Tier Four Late Stage to rock bottom, to the point it could barely maintain its physical form.

Its massive body trembled violently, and for the first time, pure fear flickered in the eyes of its two remaining heads.

It could feel that the enemy’s last strike hadn’t just severed its flesh, but had wounded its very Divine Origin!

It was afraid.

’This Foreigner... this Pseudo-God... it can actually kill a God!’

"You lowly Blood Food! I will remember this debt!"

Hiss’s central head, the Head of Dominance, roared with venom. It knew that if it didn’t flee now, it would perish here today.

"When the blood moon hangs high, I will lead the myriad races to trample your Divine Kingdom flat!"

Before its voice had even faded, its remaining body abruptly exploded.

BANG!

Amidst a sky-filling mist of blood, it transformed into countless tiny black snakes. Using the expansive poisonous miasma for cover, they fled frantically toward an underground river deep within the swamp.

This was its life-saving Divine Technique—[Ten Thousand Snakes Disintegration].

Unless every last snake could be annihilated in an instant, Hiss could use any one of them to be reborn.

Even if only a single one escaped, it could be reborn.

"Trying to run?!"

Ye Jinghong commanded the Crimson giant to give chase, taking long strides to stomp the vermin.

But he had barely gone any distance before the light of the Divine Realm began to flicker violently, and the giant’s legs even showed signs of disintegrating.

It was a limitation of its range.

The Military Soul Dharma Aspect relied on the Military Array and the Divine Realm; its power would rapidly decay once it left their effective range.

"Damn it! I can’t let it get away!"

Ye Jinghong could only watch helplessly as the black snakes burrowed into the ground, slamming his fist on a control console in fury.

Just then, a silver Shadow shot up from the deck and into the sky.

It was the X-01 Prototype, which had long been lying in wait.

"General Ye, I’m leaving the battlefield cleanup to you."

Han Feng’s voice came over the comms channel, tinged with an undeniable calm and a hint of unconcealed excitement.

"A native god of this caliber will become a grave threat if it escapes and recovers. We must eliminate it, root and stem!"

"I’ll be right back!"

That was what he said, but in Han Feng’s eyes, those tens of thousands of fleeing black snakes were hardly a grave threat.

They were clearly a massive, mobile pile of [Tier Four Divine Essence], [Spiritual Essence], and [Top Grade Materials]!

This [Ten Thousand Snakes Disintegration], as clever as it seemed, might be able to fool anyone else’s Perception.

But under his [Eye of Insight], the one little snake that was its true body—the one carrying the Divine Core—shone as brightly as a searchlight in the dark, desperately burrowing toward a hidden channel in the underground river.

"Advisor Han! Be careful, that big snake is very cunning!"

Ye Jinghong shouted anxiously over the comms.

’Going off alone to hunt down a Tier Four Late Stage god, even a heavily injured one, away from the main force... That’s insane!’

However, the only reply he received was a burst of static.

At that moment, Han Feng was staring at the red, highlighted marker, a cold smile playing on his lips.

A single thought echoed wildly in his mind:

’A Tier Four Late Stage god... The Life Essence I could break it down into would be enough to open twenty acupoints.’

’Its divinity can be used to mass-produce Divine Power Sword Seeds.’

’Its bones would be the perfect materials to upgrade [Broken Star] and [Escapee]...’

’This wasn’t a cornered foe; this was a high-speed treasure vault!’

’Nothing I set my sights on ever gets away!’

A sharp glint flashed in Han Feng’s eyes.

Full power to the [Wind Manipulation Technique]!

Overload the [Escapee Type II]’s Vector Nozzles!

Maximum output for the [Sword Control Technique]!

He left a barely visible shockwave cloud in his wake, pursuing Hiss’s escape route with the tenacity of a starving wolf that had caught the scent of blood.