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Chapter 2892 - The Stareye Relay Lights Up

Although the wonderians were quick to react to the situation, the astral gods led by Tianming had all the time and patience they would need to deal with them.

"Hurry up! All astralships will attack for half an hour and turn this place into a basin, even if it means the ground sinks a hundred thousand meters!" The Sun was in need of soil but Tianming couldn’t care about that now. Yin Chen’s control over the battlefield and wide range of vision had to be used well.

"Yes!"

One by one, the astralships led by the Lin Clan’s sword-ships flew over the battlefield. They unleashed the first round of attacks and began accumulating power for the next.

"Now!"

Lin Xiao had over half a million astral gods with him. In the event of any emergencies, there were two hundred thousand more located not too far away. Under the command of Lin Xiao, Lin Changkong, and Dongshen Zhuoyan, several hundred thousand astralships descended on the vast land. With only two hundred thousand wonderians spread out far and wide, it was equivalent to dredging an ocean for ants, yet Tianming would rather destroy the entire “ocean” to slaughter every last ant.

BOOM!

As hundreds of thousands of astralships launched a coordinated attack, the powerful nova source exploded in a bright light, raining down on the ground like huge meteors. The earth split apart and smoke filled the air as a turbulent nova source storm immediately swallowed everything. For a small area like this, it was definitely the end of the world.

That was the reason Tianming had the people of the Sun stay within the confines of the Sky Palace Formation. If the wonderians were to mix in with the masses, how many would be affected before he could hunt them down?

"Get ready for the next wave!"

"Get ready for the third wave!"

"Ready up!"

The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and Gladean Ruins were also part of the operation. It didn’t matter how well the wonderians hid; they had to be annihilated! After several consecutive rounds of attacks, the earth had transformed into an abyss and the ground was a hundred thousand meters deep.

"We’re almost done. Send in Yin Chen!"

There were countless Yin Chens on every astralship. More than three hundred million of it had been vaporized by the explosions, but it was of little consequence because they would be immediately replaced with ten billion more. The astralships flew past, dropping Yin Chens.

“Find every wonderian. Astral gods, stand by!"

Neither Tianming, Moran, nor Xiaodao could do much to those who had dispersed. They still had to rely on the astral gods—and, of course, Yin Chen. It was impossible for Tianming and Moran to slaughter fifty thousand in one fell swoop like they had in the beginning.

"Get ready to disembark. Kill them!"

Every astral god had a Yin Chen in their hand. It would locate the enemy and assign tasks to them, ensuring that the astral gods of the Sun had an advantage in every battle.

"Master Chen and Mistress Ji are supreme gods!" Xiaodao started flattering them again. No one else in the universe could rival Yin Chen’s range of vision and ability to process information.

"You greasy, gray-haired man, what about me?" Ying Huo griped from the top of Tianming’s head.

"You? What special abilities does a nasty, yellow-feathered chicken like you have?" Xiaodao said, pursing his lips.

"I’m handsome!" Ying Huo said, spreading its wings.

Xiaodao rolled his eyes and gave it a thumbs up.

Tianming and Xiaodao floated in the sky above the newly formed abyss. Below them were half a million astral gods who had spread out to hunt down the wonderians.

"You can go back. I’ll deal with their commander once Yin Chen reports his position," Xiaodao said.

Five hundred thousand against two hundred thousand. Coupled with Yin Chen\'s range of vision and overall coordination of the battle, as well as their previous round of attacks, it was only a matter of time before the wonderians were wiped out. However, there would still be casualties in a battle at this level.

"I’ll head over to where the others are gathered. They’re pretty spread out as well, so there won’t be much I can do for the time being. I’ll see if I can use the tomb to separate them further!"

Although this group of wonderians had assembled, they covered a large area. Dispersing them any further would cause problems for them in mobilization and movement.

"Sure!"

After parting ways with Xiaodao, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb took off and flew to the other side of the Sun.

“Soon, only half of them will remain! Yin Chen\'s abilities are beyond their imagination! Are you anxious now, Meng Ying? Your army of over seven million astral gods is moving, but where are you?" Tianming fell into deep thought.

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The war raged on in the Infinitum Mundus. However, the Skydome Mundus was peaceful at this time. The dreamy Skydome Wondrium lay quietly in the cosmos. Most of the wonderians were still unaware that over four hundred thousand of their astral gods had fallen in battle. Astral gods represented combat power and were highly valued.

Some distance away from Skydome Wondrium were a hundred skypiercer-class nova source worlds arranged in a dazzling bagua formation with their fusion formations connected. They were devoid of any life, because they formed the relay of the Myriadpath Celestial Formation.

The nova source storms on each of them could tear everything apart at any moment. The Myriadpath Celestial Formation and stareye relays that were spread across all major mundi formed an efficient interstellar transport system, but without the formation that was the core component of the system, the relays were useless. Using them, though, Myriadpath Valley could quickly travel to various locations and recruit geniuses from outside their mundus. At the same time, the relays could also be used as a transit point for communication.

It seemed the person Mister Taihe was going to personally pick up from Intrepidus hadn’t been authorized to use the relay, and neither was Meng Ying.

At the moment, an enormous astralship hovered next to the Skydome Mundus relay. The old, white-haired man, Meng Ying, stood in the front of the Dreamchild, looking out at the bright stareye relay.

"They’re here!"