Rebuilding Terra

Since Bakkar's earth-shattering death, the heavens seemed to have ushered in a brand new rebirth. The gate that was once tightly closed and seemed to be isolated from the world was now slowly opening, like a long-sleeping beast slowly opening its eyes. The heavens were no longer cut off from the outside world, as if a dried-up river had been refilled with fresh water, and began to glow with new vitality.

Magical civilization and technological civilization, these two completely different but equally powerful forces, like two shining stars, began their first fierce and shocking collision in the mysterious land of heaven. The mysterious brilliance of magic is like a smart elf, jumping and flashing in the air, exuding an intoxicating mysterious atmosphere.

The brilliance is like a silent poem, telling an ancient and mysterious story. The cold metallic luster of technology is like hard steel, exuding an indestructible sense of power. The luster is like a sharp sword, showing the edge of human wisdom. The two forces are intertwined, like a colorful and dazzling feast. Every collision is like a bright firework blooming in the night sky, emitting endless light and power.

In the demon heaven that seemed to be in another world, the demons were in an uproar when they learned the shocking news of the death of the Lord of Heaven, Bakal. Their eyes, big or small, bright or deep, were all shining with greed and ambition, as if a group of hungry wolves suddenly saw a huge piece of fat meat.

Greed and ambition were like a blazing fire, burning more and more fiercely, almost completely devouring their sanity. So, the demons began to take action, asking for information everywhere, trying to find out how Bakal fell. They either cast mysterious magic or used their unique magical powers, trying every possible way to explore the truth behind it.

After a long and difficult search, the demons finally pieced together the truth from countless clues and rumors. They learned that it was other saint-level masters who defeated Bakkar. However, after defeating Bakkar, those saints seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared in this world. Their departure was like a mysterious smoke, making people unpredictable and casting a more mysterious veil over the whole incident.

Donghuang Taiyi, the supreme ruler of the demon clan heaven, was sitting quietly on the magnificent throne that exuded a majestic atmosphere. In his deep and sharp eyes, a subtle glimmer of calculation flashed at this moment. The light was like lightning in the dark, although short-lived, it was full of power and profound meaning. With his keen insight and rich experience, he quickly realized that the heaven without the protection of the saints was a great opportunity at this time, an opportunity for the demon clan heaven to expand its power and obtain more resources. So he made a decisive decision and sent Kunpeng to lead the ten generals to invade the heaven.

In the eyes of Donghuang Taiyi, this is undoubtedly a sure-win battle. After all, Kunpeng is a Daluo Jinxian with a terrifying strength. His powerful strength and profound cultivation are well-known in the entire demon clan heaven. In addition, with the assistance of the ten generals, those ten generals are also well-trained strongmen who have gone through countless battles. They cooperate with each other tacitly and have rich combat experience. In Donghuang Taiyi's mind, such a lineup will surely be able to easily conquer the heaven and bring it under the rule of the demon clan heaven.

Kunpeng led the ten generals, like a dark storm, and marched towards the heavens. Their figures shuttled through the dark universe, like ghosts in the dark, emitting a chilling aura. The powerful aura they exuded was like an invisible pressure, distorting the surrounding space. Their eyes were full of determination and confidence, as if victory was already in their hands.

At this time, although the heavens had just experienced the shocking fall of Bakkar, they did not fall into chaos and despair. On the contrary, driven by the powerful scientific and technological civilization, the people of the heavens have been working hard and making progress. They are like a group of indomitable warriors who never bow down in the face of difficulties and setbacks. With their wisdom and courage, they continue to explore, innovate, and strive to improve their strength.

When Kunpeng and his men appeared at the border of the heaven, the alarm in the heaven instantly sounded like thunder. The sharp alarm echoed throughout the heaven, as if announcing the coming of danger to everyone. People took action one after another, like well-trained soldiers. They quickly picked up their weapons, put on their equipment, and prepared for the upcoming battle. There was no fear or retreat on their faces, only determination and courage.

In front of the celestial camp, a man stood there quietly. His figure was like an unshakable mountain, giving people a strong sense of security. His eyes were firm and calm, like a bottomless lake, as if everything was under his control. He was wearing a high-tech battle armor, which was shining with a mysterious and dazzling light. The light seemed to be a silent power, showing the power of celestial technology.

Facing the aggressive Kunpeng and others, the man just snapped his fingers lightly. That crisp snap of fingers seemed like the bell of fate. With this crisp snap of fingers, a dimensional crack suddenly appeared in the air. The crack was like an open mouth, exuding a mysterious and dangerous breath. The breath seemed like an invisible force, which made people feel an inexplicable fear.

Then, a huge fist slowly stretched out from the crack. The fist seemed to be made of extremely hard steel, emitting a strong and heavy force. The force was like a volcano about to erupt, making people feel an irresistible sense of oppression.

Kunpeng was stunned when he saw this scene, as if he was shocked by the scene before him. Then, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With his powerful perception, he did not feel much magic fluctuation. In his opinion, this was just a tickling punch, which could not pose any threat to him at all. His heart was full of confidence and contempt, as if everything in front of him was just an insignificant farce.

However, he soon paid a heavy price for his contempt.

The huge fist hit Kunpeng at lightning speed. It was so fast that it seemed like a flash of lightning across the sky. Before Kunpeng could react, he was hit hard by the fist. He only felt an irresistible force rushing towards him, as if a mountain had hit him.

There was a loud bang, like thunder exploding in my ears. Kunpeng flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off, spurting out a large mouthful of blood. The blood splashed in the air, like red flowers blooming in the air. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief. He never thought that this seemingly ordinary punch could have such a powerful force. A deep fear and regret surged in his heart, as if he had fallen into a trap that he could not escape.

It turned out that this was Gaiboga's fist in the Gaiboga plan. This plan was originally designed with Bakar as the imaginary enemy. Although the damage to Bakar was not high, Bakar was a saint. An attack that did not cause much damage to a saint was unbearable for a Daluo Jinxian like Kunpeng. The difference in power was like a world of difference, which instantly put him in a desperate situation.

With one punch, Kunpeng was defeated. The ten generals were stunned when they saw this scene. Their eyes, which were originally full of confidence, were now filled with shock and fear. They never thought that the extremely powerful Kunpeng in their eyes would be defeated so easily. That scene seemed like a nightmare, and a deep chill surged in their hearts.

But they were well-trained warriors after all, and they quickly recovered from their shock. A strong fighting spirit and anger surged in their hearts. They roared and rushed towards the heavenly camp, trying to save the situation. Their figures were like arrows shot from a bow, with unstoppable determination and courage.

However, the people in the heavens did not give them a chance. As the technological weapons were activated, powerful rays of light shot towards the ten generals like sharp swords. The light contained a powerful force, as if it was a ray of judgment, which was going to completely destroy the enemy.

In that fierce battle, the technological power of the heavens was fully demonstrated. Various magical weapons and equipment appeared one after another, like a feast of technology. Some of those weapons could emit powerful laser beams, some could release mysterious energy waves, and some could create powerful magnetic fields. They played a huge role in the battle, causing the demon clan's heavenly warriors to suffer.

A warrior tried to break through the defense of the heaven with his powerful magic power. He waved his magic wand, chanted something, and launched a powerful magic attack. However, what greeted him was a powerful energy shield. The shield was indestructible, like a steel wall. No matter how he attacked, the shield did not move at all and could not be broken through.

Another warrior rushed towards the man standing in front of the formation. His eyes flashed with anger, and the weapon in his hand exuded a powerful aura. However, the man remained calm and waved his hand lightly, and a laser beam shot out instantly. The laser beam was as fast as lightning. Before the warrior could react, he was repelled by the laser beam and fell to the ground.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the warriors of the demon clan gradually realized that they had underestimated the power of the heavens. In the face of technological civilization, the magic power they were proud of seemed to be no longer so invincible. A sense of powerlessness and frustration surged in their hearts, as if they were trapped in an insurmountable dilemma.

Donghuang Taiyi was watching the progress of the battle through a crystal ball in the demon clan's heaven. The crystal ball was shining with a mysterious light, showing the battle scene clearly in front of him. When he saw Kunpeng's defeat and the ten generals in trouble, his face became very ugly. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were shining with anger.

He angrily slapped the throne armrest and stood up. The throne armrest instantly turned into powder under his power. He knew that this battle could not continue like this, otherwise the demon clan heaven would suffer greater losses. A strong sense of determination and resolution surged in his heart.

So, Donghuang Taiyi decided to take action himself. A powerful aura surged from his body, and that aura spread out in all directions like a surging tide. His figure seemed to become incomparably tall, exuding a terrifying majesty. He was ready to cross space, go to the heavens, and personally turn the tide of the battle.

In the heavens, people also felt the threat of Donghuang Taiyi's coming. They knew that the real challenge had just begun. Their hearts were filled with tension and worry, but also with determination and courage. They understood that this would be a battle of life and death, and they had to go all out.