When D23-001's giant grayish-white fist blasted forward, the entire starry sky seemed to compress for a split second.
Before the fist even truly landed, densely packed cracks had already appeared in the surrounding space.
Simple, brutal, and utterly unreasonable.
Ye Chuan stood his ground without dodging. He didn't even deploy his Chaos Barrier; he simply looked up at the descending fist, a hint of interest in his eyes.
Insta-kill?
Let me see.
Inside the command center, the surviving members of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance all widened their eyes. None of them could understand why this human dared to stand completely still in the face of the [Insta-kill] rule.
That was the most terrifying result of the Source God Project. As long as the fist hit, and as long as the target was still classified as a living creature, they would die instantly.
Their life structure would be instantly erased at the rule level.
With a loud boom, D23-001's fist smashed into Ye Chuan, and the grayish-white symbols on its arm suddenly lit up!
Ye Chuan's body stiffened slightly. Under everyone's watchful eyes, his aura instantly plummeted to zero, and his entire person turned into countless specks of light, slowly dissipating from where he stood.
The entire command center fell silent for a moment, followed by deafening cheers erupting from the Ten Thousand Races Alliance. It was as if they had finally come back to life from the brink of suffocation.
"It's a success! Source God killed him! The Insta-kill rule really worked!"
Those Alliance members who had previously been scared pale by Ye Chuan were now trembling with excitement. Some even fell straight to their knees.
"Long live the Source God! Long live the Ten Thousand Races Alliance! The monster of the Human Federation is nothing more than this!"
"Source God is awesome!"
"Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat..."
The distant fleet was also cheering. The initially chaotic formation stabilized once again, as if everyone had seen the hope of turning the tables.
D23-001 stood in the void, its giant mouth that cracked all the way to its ears slowly breaking into a grin. The [Insta-kill] symbol on that grayish-white fist was still faintly flickering.
Just when everyone thought it was over, a wisp of golden flame suddenly ignited from the spot where Ye Chuan had disappeared.
The flame was very small at first, like a spark about to be extinguished in the wind, but in the next instant, it violently expanded, transforming into the phantom of a golden phoenix.
The phoenix spread its wings, its clear cry echoing through the starry sky. The voices of the Alliance members who were cheering just a moment ago came to an abrupt halt!
Within the golden flames, Ye Chuan's figure condensed once again. He looked down at his own palm, his face actually revealing a hint of surprise.
"I actually died once, are you kidding me?"
The entire starry sky fell silent once more.
Those Alliance members stood with their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.
Ye Chuan rolled his neck, feeling the life aura recovering within his body, and slightly raised an eyebrow.
"The Death-warding Blade actually didn't trigger?"
This did surprise him a bit.
Logically speaking, lethal damage should have been blocked by the blade first, but that punch just now wasn't conventional damage; it was a direct judgment of death.
That's something.
Hehehehehe...
Ye Chuan stroked his chin and suddenly began to laugh. "No wonder it's called Insta-kill. It really is something."
The other members of the Alliance looked at the reappearing Ye Chuan, all color draining from their faces. Their voices were practically squeezed out of their throats.
"Resurrection?"
"After being hit by the Insta-kill rule, his life structure should have vanished."
"Unless he himself possesses a higher-tier resurrection rule."
After this sentence was spoken, all the surrounding Alliance experts fell silent.
Being able to resurrect after being insta-killed once was already absurd enough.
Yet the expression on Ye Chuan's face didn't look like someone who had just survived a disaster; rather, he looked like he had discovered an interesting new toy.
Ye Chuan looked at D23-001, the interest in his eyes growing even thicker. "Again."
D23-001 didn't think. It was as if it only knew how to execute the most primal killing orders, shattering the void with a single step once again.
When the second fist fell, Ye Chuan still didn't dodge, allowing that grayish-white fist to smash into his body.
The grayish-white symbols lit up.
Ye Chuan's life aura returned to zero once again, his body once more turning into specks of light and scattering.
This time, there were no cheers from the Alliance's side.
Everyone stared fixedly at that patch of void, as if waiting for an answer they least wanted to see.
Sure enough, the golden flames reignited, the phantom phoenix spread its wings once more, and Ye Chuan's figure condensed anew amidst the fire.
He stood in place, looking thoughtfully at D23-001.
"Can it really insta-kill? My physical body should be very strong indeed..."
After saying this, even he couldn't help but chuckle. "This mechanic of yours is a bit broken."
The Alliance members in the command center felt their scalps go numb upon hearing this.
Broken?
Who are you calling broken?
Isn't it you?!
A guy who uses his own life to test an Insta-kill rule, and who can resurrect on the spot after dying—who exactly is the broken one here?
D23-001 charged over again. The third fist fell with the identical grayish-white symbols, and Ye Chuan's life fluctuations dropped to zero for the third time.
The phoenix flames ignited once more, and Ye Chuan resurrected for the third time.
A fourth fist.
A fifth fist.
A sixth fist.
Every single time, D23-001 reliably triggered the insta-kill, and every single time, Ye Chuan reliably died, only to walk right back out of the golden flames.
Toward the end, the Alliance's side was completely dead silent.
It was the first time they had ever seen someone treat death as an experimental procedure, and even test it so earnestly.
After his seventh resurrection, Ye Chuan finally stopped standing there taking hits.
He raised his hand, black-and-gold Chaos power gathering in his palm, blocking D23-001's incoming fist.
With a boom, the giant fist landed on the Chaos power. The [Insta-kill] symbol suddenly lit up, attempting to pierce through the chaos and continue judging Ye Chuan's life structure.
But this time, Ye Chuan didn't let it hit him directly.
The Chaos power acted like an invisible giant net, enveloping the grayish-white symbol layer by layer, dismantling the rule fluctuations inside bit by bit.
D23-001 let out a low roar, constantly pressing down with its right fist. The Chaos Barrier was actually pressed into a slight depression by that rule.
But that was as far as it went.
Ye Chuan's eyes lit up slightly. "Not bad. Give this power to me."
The Chaos power infiltrated in reverse, beginning to wrap around the experimental subject!
The people of the Alliance finally realized something was wrong, their expressions drastically changing. "He's analyzing the Source God's rule!"
"Stop him!"
Dozens of warships immediately turned their cannons, but before their main guns could finish charging, the World Suppressing Banner slowly unfurled behind Ye Chuan.
The black-and-red banner trembled, and the operators inside the fleet froze simultaneously. Their souls felt as if they were pinned down by invisible chains, completely losing all movement.
Ye Chuan didn't even turn his head.
At this moment, his black-and-gold power seeped into the edges of the grayish-white symbols, as if attempting to uproot this rule straight out of the monster's flesh and blood.
For the first time, D23-001 let out a roar of pain.
That giant mouth, cracked all the way to its ears, violently opened wide, the sonic waves shaking the hulls of several nearby warships until cracks appeared.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
The Chaos power continued to erode inwards, the Source stone power began to disintegrate, and the monster's flesh and blood withered away on a massive scale.
The bone armor on the surface of D23-001's massive right fist cracked inch by inch. As if it had lost its life-supporting core, its body began to disintegrate.
It still maintained a roaring posture, but no sound could come out.
In just a few short seconds, this monster, known by the Ten Thousand Races Alliance as the product of the Source God project, completely collapsed into a pile of mangled flesh devoid of the support of any rules.
The entire starry sky fell into a dead silence.
Everyone from the Ten Thousand Races Alliance stared at Ye Chuan's palm, which had now merged with a black-gold power.
That was the Insta-kill rule.
Now, Ye Chuan had taken it.
The current Power of Chaos, aside from having devoured the powers of the Demon King and the Hero, also contained some of the Dao origins he had acquired in Tianxuan.
And now, it had gained the Insta-kill rule.
"Let's test it out."
Ye Chuan raised his hand, looking at a distant expert from the Ten Thousand Races Alliance who hadn't managed to flee in time.
The expert's body suddenly stiffened, his voice cracking in panic, "Wait!"
Ye Chuan released a ripple of his Power of Chaos.
It was merely a ripple, completely lacking any lethal force of its own. Yet, the life force of that Ten Thousand Races Alliance expert vanished instantly, even as his body remained frozen in a posture of terrified retreat.
The man was already dead.
Ye Chuan looked at his fingers and nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad. This will save me a lot of trouble from now on."
Witnessing this scene, the forces of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance finally suffered a complete mental collapse.
"Retreat!"
"All fleets, retreat immediately!"
"Do not go near him!"
"Do not let him lock onto you!"
The fleet of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance descended into utter chaos.

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