Your Self I Really Like

The red beams of the main cannons lit up simultaneously.

Immediately after, the secondary cannons and missile pods of three hundred frigates all opened fire. Countless lasers, antimatter missiles, and plasma shells wove into an airtight net of fire, completely submerging Ye Chuan's star shuttle.

The dazzling light illuminated the entire warp channel, making even the distant stars lose their color.

In the command room of the Starfall, everyone stared at the screen.

They believed that even a true clone of an Outer God would be reduced to ashes under such a saturated strike.

However, when the light dissipated, everyone was stunned.

That small white star shuttle still hovered in place, completely intact. A black-gold chaotic barrier acted as the sturdiest shield, blocking all the attacks on the outside.

Let alone damage, it didn't even have a single scratch on it.

"This... this is impossible! Is it a rule domain? But we have anti-causality lasers that can break rules!" Rex said in disbelief.

"What on earth is that thing?!"

"Commander! Energy detection shows that the enemy's shield has not consumed any energy! Instead, it has grown stronger!" a staff officer said.

Rex narrowed his eyes.

What a formidable opponent!

Damn Outer God!

Right at this moment, Ye Chuan's figure suddenly disappeared from the star shuttle.

The next second, he appeared in front of the bow of the Starfall, standing in the freezing vacuum of space without a single shred of protection.

His clothes fluttered gently in the cosmic rays. One man, facing a super-star fleet directly.

"Crossing the universe with a physical body?!"

All the crew members on the Starfall were scared out of their wits.

This was a warp channel! The radiation alone was not something a living creature could withstand.

Even transcendents needed to wear specially made spacesuits to stay briefly in space, let alone stand there completely unprotected like Ye Chuan, able to breathe and speak freely.

"He really is an Outer God... absolutely an Outer God..." a crew member muttered to himself.

Ye Chuan raised his head and looked at the command room of the Starfall. His voice transmitted clearly to every warship through all-frequency communications:

"I'm asking you, did that guy named Orleans send you here?"

Rex suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted sternly, "I am Rex, the Commander-in-Chief of the Starfall Fleet! We are here under the orders of Lord Augustus, the Minister of the Investigation Department, to exterminate you, an Outer God! I don't know any Orleans!"

"Oh, so his name is Augustus." Ye Chuan nodded in sudden realization, then smiled. "It doesn't matter, it's all the same anyway."

Seeing the majestic fleet before him, Ye Chuan was actually quite interested.

He reached out his hand.

Actually, besides Chaos, he had other conceptual-level things.

[Spatial Backpack]

The ten-thousand-meter-long Star Destroyer and the three hundred frigates suddenly began to shake violently!

"No! What's going on?!"

"The ships are out of control! All power systems have failed!"

"Help!!"

The screams of the crew members rose and fell in the communication channels.

The next moment, as Ye Chuan slightly clenched his hand, twelve Star Destroyers and three hundred frigates were all sucked into the spatial backpack, disappearing without a trace.

The densely packed fleet was instantly reduced to an empty channel.

Ye Chuan nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, I'll keep them as collectibles."

Countless figures floated in space. They were the crew members who hadn't been collected along with the ships. Wearing spacesuits, they struggled helplessly in the vacuum.

Rex was among them. Looking at Ye Chuan, who resembled a demon god, his eyes were filled with despair.

The ships were suddenly gone?

What kind of freak was this?!

It's over! The ships are gone! I'm going to die too!

Those people began to struggle.

Ye Chuan looked at these people floating in space, his eyes showing no fluctuation at all.

He slowly raised his hand, and that familiar long banner appeared in his grasp.

The World-Suppressing Banner unfurled in the wind, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Countless twisted phantoms of divine souls flickered on the banner's surface, letting out scalp-tingling whispers.

A deathly silent aura instantly permeated the area, making the temperature of the surrounding space feel as if it had dropped by dozens of degrees.

"Don't be afraid, boys, I'm here to pick you up!"

Ye Chuan gently waved the World-Suppressing Banner.

"Buzz—!!!"

Countless black chains surged out from the banner, flying toward the crew members like venomous snakes.

They pierced through the spacesuits and drilled into the crew members' bodies.

"Ah—!!!"

Shrilling screams echoed in space, yet no actual sound could be transmitted.

The crew members' bodies instantly stiffened, their eyes becoming hollow and lifeless. Transparent souls were extracted from their bodies one by one, swarming into the World-Suppressing Banner like birds returning to their nests.

In just a few seconds, all the crew members turned into cold corpses floating in space, becoming space junk.

Ye Chuan casually put away the World-Suppressing Banner and turned to fly back to his star shuttle.

Returning to the star shuttle, Lin Xi was staring out the window, dumbfounded.

The scene just now was simply too shocking.

An entire fleet had suddenly disappeared, and then Ye Chuan had casually extracted everyone's souls.

"Mr... Mr. Ye..." Lin Xi's voice was trembling. "Are they... are they all dead? No, what about those spaceships just now?"

"Yeah." Ye Chuan nodded and looked at Kalen, "Let's keep moving."

"Understood, Lord Demon King."

Ye Chuan sat back in his seat, leaned against the backrest, and closed his eyes to continue comprehending the Jiuhua inheritance.

To him, the battle just now was nothing more than casually swatting a few flies.

As long as he didn't encounter rule-type abilities, Ye Chuan wasn't afraid at all.

Oh right, as long as he didn't encounter an existence like the Jiuhua Empress.

But they were fellow townsmen after all, so they probably wouldn't fight to the death, right? He still didn't fully understand the current situation of the New Century.

In fact, besides going to the New Century to slap those people in the face, Ye Chuan also wanted to find what he was looking for in their database.

For example—

Where the destroyed Immortal Realm was. He wanted to take a look.

Kalen piloted the star shuttle, restarted the engines, and transformed into a silvery-white streak of light, flying toward the depths of the warp channel.

Behind them, only countless floating corpses and cold cosmic dust remained.

Meanwhile, in the Core Star Region, inside the command room of the Supreme Academy of Sciences' Investigation Department—

Augustus stood by the window, waiting for Rex's report of victory.

He could already imagine the sight of Ye Chuan being blasted into ashes.

The Speaker was still too weak.

Cowering and timid.

That position would be his sooner or later, hmph!

Just then, his private terminal suddenly rang.

Augustus smiled and answered the call:

"Rex, how is it? Is it already taken care of?"

However, there was no voice on the other end of the line, only a burst of noisy static.

"Rex? Rex? Please answer if you can hear me!" Augustus frowned, an ominous premonition rising in his heart.

Suddenly, a careless voice came from the other end of the communication, carrying a hint of mockery:

"Minister Orleans, your fleet is quite nice, so I'll just accept it."

"Oh, right, thanks for the welcoming gift. I really like it."

"Pfft—"