“Are you doing this for yourself, or for the rebellion against the Empire?” Yang Hao suddenly asked in a calm tone. “The annihilation of the Trinary Sea probably affects you the most. For your own position, you can make your daughter the fiancée of an Imperial General, and now you’re willing to let her go to her death. Mr. Steve, you’re truly a big shot, willing to do anything to achieve your goals.”
“Leader Yang Hao!” Steve took a deep breath, his voice turning unpleasant.
But Yang Hao waved his hand dismissively, “This is my ship, and it obeys only my commands. I will not allow the Doomsday Kiss to be launched, and it won’t be launched.”
“Are you just going to watch as the Trinary Sea star system is destroyed?” Steve’s eyes widened. “So many ships, the military might we’ve accumulated over so many years—will you just abandon them?”
Although Steve was ruthless and heartless, what he said made sense. There were countless ships and many innocent people on the Trinary Sea. Although they were dragged into the war by Steve, they certainly didn’t deserve to die.
As Yang Hao hesitated, Steve thought he had already decided to do nothing. The man’s eyes flashed with a murderous glint, and he directly gave the order: “Launch! I order an immediate launch!!!”
The preparations for launching the Doomsday Kiss had long been completed; all it required was for X13 to press the button to initiate the launch. But X13 obeyed Yang Hao’s orders, so Steve’s words naturally had no effect.
Therefore, in theory, no matter how hard Steve ordered, it wouldn’t have any effect.
But today was an exception.
Suddenly, someone rushed forward, struck X13 aside with the butt of his gun, and pressed the button.
The Doomsday-class battleship gave a gentle tremor, like a gentle nudge. But in that brief instant, all the energy vanished, and the lights and instruments paused for a second. At the top of the battleship, from the muzzle of the Doomsday Kiss, a massive and brilliant silver glow erupted. This glow was like an incredible meteor shower, swiftly rushing toward the direction of the Sunset Fleet.
The weapon of the Doomsday Kiss, which had never been used before, had actually been launched.
Yang Hao stared in astonishment at the silver radiance above, illuminating half the universe. The distant starlight instantly lost its color, and along its path, all matter was annihilated as the silver glow swept past. The brilliance hadn’t even fully erupted yet, but it already possessed such power. If it struck the Sunset Fleet, especially the fleet where energy was concentrated at a single point, what unimaginable force would be unleashed? No one could even begin to imagine.
Everyone stared in shock at Lei, the squadron commander who had just launched the Doomsday Kiss. But this commander acted as if he had just done something ordinary. Not only had he pressed the button, he had also shot through the control panel of the Doomsday Kiss, making it almost impossible for X13 to take any corrective action afterward.
In other words, the Sunset Fleet, the Titan Ship, Luo Dongjie, and Amanda were all doomed to die in this attack.
Yang Hao watched as Long Yun and the others placed swords at Lei’s neck, trying to subdue him, but Yang Hao shook his head and stopped Long Yun.
Lei’s expression was resolute: “Mr. Steve is absolutely right. The Trinary Sea star system is crucial to the rebellion against the Empire and cannot be allowed to fall.”
Looking at Lei’s solemn and self-righteous demeanor, as if he were ready to face execution, Yang Hao could only shake his head. He didn’t bother arguing with this stubborn blockhead and instead turned to X13: “Get me a forcefield belt.”
X13 immediately tossed one over.
When Long Yun saw Yang Hao fastening it around his waist, a faint blue forcefield immediately enveloped his body, and Long Yun immediately felt a sense of foreboding: “What are you planning to do, Yang Hao?”
Yang Hao looked up at the glowing mass of the Doomsday Kiss, which was rapidly approaching the Sunset Fleet. The Titan Ship, still sluggish from energy concentration, had no defense whatsoever. Soon, it would become a hellish inferno, and anyone nearby would have no chance of survival.
But Yang Hao was heading straight into that death trap: “I’m going to save Amanda. No one else cares about her sacrifice, but I will bring her back.”
“You’re insane!” Long Yun blocked Yang Hao’s path. “The Doomsday Kiss is the most powerful weapon aside from the Light Hunter. Once it’s fired, it can annihilate everything. Going there is just suicide.”
“I won’t let my woman die before my eyes,” Yang Hao smiled. “Just like I won’t let my friends die.”
Of course, Long Yun couldn’t stop Yang Hao. Yang Hao was no longer the man he once was. He shot upward like a rocket, straight through the still-unrepaired battleship’s hull, and quickly vanished into the vastness of space.
Inside the cabin, the members of the Hao Sword Group and Long Yun watched anxiously as Yang Hao disappeared into the distance. Only on the communication screen did Steve’s lips curl into a faint, sinister smile.
This strike from the Doomsday Kiss not only destroyed the Sunset Fleet and saved the Trinary Sea star system, but also eliminated Yang Hao, who had returned from the dead. Wasn’t that an unexpected bonus?
Would Yang Hao really die? At least it seemed so. He wouldn’t even get to see Amanda before slowly perishing in the void of space.
Although Yang Hao could already fly, his flight was only slightly better than the basic flying techniques. In space, distances were measured in light-years. Although the distance to the Sunset Fleet wasn’t that great, even if Yang Hao flew there, it would take an extremely long time.
But the glow of the Doomsday Kiss had already covered half the distance. In less than ten minutes, it would strike the Titan Ship’s fatal spot. By then, even if Yang Hao were willing to sacrifice himself, he probably wouldn’t be able to get close.
Right now, Yang Hao was like an ant in the universe, slowly crawling.
“Dear apprentice, how long do you think you’ll take to crawl over there? By the time you arrive, you won’t be rescuing that girl—you’ll just be collecting her ashes,” Hun Yuanzi couldn’t help but crack a joke.
“Get to the point already! Don’t you say that once you reach the Yuan Ying stage, you can ride a sword through the skies? But now you’re flying like a fart—my own fart could shoot farther than you,” Yang Hao snapped.
“I just wanted to see how insightful you are,” Hun Yuanzi sighed. “I was hoping you might figure out the secret of sword riding on your own. But who knew you’d be so slow-witted that you’d still be crawling around today.”
“Come on! I’ve only been studying cultivation for a few months. To reach this level already makes me a genius beyond compare, unrivaled in the world, and unmatched across the cosmos,” Yang Hao threatened. “Are you going to teach me sword riding or not? Otherwise, I’ll immediately dissipate my powers and let myself drift into space, becoming your living coffin.”
Even someone as unruly as Hun Yuanzi could do nothing with this apprentice. He had no choice but to give in: “Alright, alright. Just take out a sword.”
Without being told, Yang Hao had already drawn the Flame Sword and was ready.
“The secret of sword riding is to attach your Yuan Ying to the flying sword, allowing your Yuan Ying to control the sword, which then carries your physical body. This allows you to ride the winds, faster than a meteor.”
“Are you doing this for yourself, or to resist the Empire?” Yang Hao suddenly spoke calmly. “If the Three Crystal Sea is annihilated, the biggest loss would be yours, wouldn’t it? For the sake of your own position, you could let your daughter become the fiancée of an Imperial general, and now you can send her to her death. Mr. Steve, you truly are a great man, stopping at nothing to achieve your goals.”
“Chief Yang Hao!” Steve took a deep breath, his voice turning unpleasant.
Yang Hao waved his hand dismissively. “This is my ship. It only follows my orders. If I don’t allow the launch of the ‘Kiss of Doom,’ it won’t be launched.”
“Are you just going to watch the Three Crystal Sea system be destroyed?” Steve widened his eyes. “All those ships, the military power we’ve accumulated over the years—are we just going to abandon them?”
Though Steve was ruthless and unprincipled, his words held some truth. The Three Crystal Sea housed countless ships and many innocent people. Though they had been dragged into this war by Steve, they didn’t deserve to die.
As Yang Hao hesitated, Steve mistakenly thought he had decided to wash his hands of the matter. A murderous glint flashed in Steve’s eyes as he outright commanded, “Launch! I order an immediate launch!!!”
The preparations for the “Kiss of Doom” had long been completed. All it took was for X13 to press the button for it to fire. But X13 obeyed Yang Hao’s orders, rendering Steve’s commands useless.
Under normal circumstances, no matter how forcefully Steve gave his orders, they would have no effect.
But today was an exception.
Someone rushed forward, knocking X13 aside with the butt of a gun and slamming their hand down on the button.
The Doom-class battleship shuddered slightly, as if given a gentle push. All power was lost for a brief moment—lights and instruments froze for a second. Then, from the weapon’s muzzle at the top of the battleship, a massive, radiant silver light erupted. The light resembled an inconceivable cluster of meteors, hurtling swiftly toward the direction of the Sunset Fleet.
The “Kiss of Doom,” a weapon never before used, had been fired.
Yang Hao stared in shock as the silver radiance illuminated half the universe, dimming the distant stars. Along its path, all matter was annihilated as the silver light passed. Even before its full eruption, the sheer power of this energy was staggering. If it struck the concentrated energy of the Sunset Fleet, the resulting devastation was unimaginable.
Everyone turned their stunned gazes toward Lei, the squadron commander who had just fired the “Kiss of Doom.” He acted as if he had done something utterly ordinary—not only pressing the button but also shooting through the weapon’s control panel, making it nearly impossible for X13 to take any remedial action.
In other words, the Sunset Fleet, the Titan ship, Luo Dongjie, and Amanda were all doomed. They would perish in this attack.
Yang Hao watched as Long Yun and the others placed their swords against Lei’s neck, trying to subdue him. But Yang Hao shook his head, stopping them.
Lei’s expression was resolute. “Mr. Steve is right. The Three Crystal Sea system is crucial to the resistance against the Empire. We cannot afford to lose it.”
Yang Hao looked at Lei’s self-righteous, martyr-like demeanor and could only shake his head in exasperation. He didn’t bother wasting words on this blockhead. Turning to X13, he said, “Give me a force barrier belt.”
X13 immediately tossed one over.
Long Yun watched as Yang Hao strapped it on, a faint blue force barrier instantly enveloping his body. A sense of foreboding gripped Long Yun. “What are you planning, Yang Hao?”
Yang Hao looked up at the approaching “Kiss of Doom” light cluster, now moments away from striking the Sunset Fleet. The Titan ship, still immobilized by its concentrated energy, had no means of defense. Soon, it would become a blazing inferno, and anyone near it would meet certain death.
Yet Yang Hao was heading straight for that death. “I’m going to save Amanda. Others may abandon her, sacrifice her, but I will bring her back.”
“You’re insane!” Long Yun blocked his path. “The ‘Kiss of Doom’ is the most devastating weapon next to the Light Hunter. Once fired, it annihilates everything. You’ll be walking to your death!”
“I won’t stand by and watch the woman I love die,” Yang Hao said with a faint smile. “Just as I wouldn’t watch my friends die.”
Long Yun couldn’t stop him. The current Yang Hao was no longer the same man. Like a rocket, he shot straight upward, bursting through the still-unrepaired battleship hull and vanishing into the depths of space.
Inside the ship, the members of the Hao Jian Squad and Long Yun watched anxiously as Yang Hao disappeared into the void. Only Steve, on the communication screen, wore a faint, sinister smile.
This strike of the “Kiss of Doom” had not only destroyed the Sunset Fleet and saved the Three Crystal Sea system—it had also eliminated the resurrected Yang Hao. Wasn’t that an unexpected bonus?
Would Yang Hao really die? At the very least, it seemed certain. He might not even reach Amanda before slowly perishing in the vastness of space.
Though Yang Hao could fly, his ability was only slightly better than basic levitation. In the cosmos, distances were measured in light-years. While the Sunset Fleet wasn’t that far, it would still take him an excruciatingly long time to reach it.
Meanwhile, the “Kiss of Doom” had already covered half the distance. In less than ten minutes, it would strike the Titan ship’s critical point. By then, even if Yang Hao threw caution to the wind, getting close would be nearly impossible.
Right now, Yang Hao was like an ant crawling slowly through the universe.
“My foolish disciple, at this rate, by the time you get there, you won’t even be collecting the girl’s corpse—just dust,” Hunyuanzi quipped, still in the mood for jokes.
“Spit it out if you have something to say!” Yang Hao snapped. “Didn’t you say that reaching the Nascent Soul realm would allow me to ride a sword? Right now, I can’t even fly—I’d get farther by farting!”
“I merely wanted to see if you could figure out sword flight on your own,” Hunyuanzi sighed. “Who knew you’d be this slow? Still crawling like a baby.”
“Damn it! I’ve only been cultivating for a few months! For me to reach this level already makes me a once-in-an-era genius, unparalleled in the universe!” Yang Hao threatened. “Are you going to teach me or not? If not, I’ll disperse my cultivation right now and float in space—turning into your living coffin.”
Hunyuanzi, for all his eccentricities, had no choice but to relent. “Fine, fine. Take out a sword.”
Yang Hao was already holding the Flame Sword, ready.
“The key to sword flight is to attach your Nascent Soul to the sword, letting it control the blade, which then carries your body. This way, you can ride the wind, faster than a shooting star.”
Yang Hao highly doubted whether Hunyuanzi, who was utterly clueless about cosmic physics, even knew how fast a shooting star was.
But time was of the essence. To save his beloved, Yang Hao had no choice but to follow Hunyuanzi’s instructions. He attached his Nascent Soul to the Flame Sword.
“AHHH!!! IT BURNS!!!” The moment Yang Hao’s Nascent Soul touched the Flame Sword, he realized he’d been tricked. This wasn’t sword flight—it was a flaming mountain! The Flame Sword, tempered by Yang Hao’s cultivation, emitted fire nearing the intensity of true flames. His Nascent Soul couldn’t withstand it, and he screamed in agony.
“Who told you to pick the Flame Sword, dummy?” Hunyuanzi showed no sympathy, instead amusing himself by making Yang Hao’s body pick its nose and ears.
Though it felt like being in a sea of fire, Yang Hao consoled himself—had he chosen the Ice Blade, he’d have turned into a popsicle. A roasted Nascent Soul was still better than an iced one.
With his mind at ease, he mastered the technique quickly. In seconds, he learned to control the flying sword. It wasn’t much harder than playing a racing game, though the speed was terrifying.
With just a slight push, the sword shot through space like a beam of light, stars and cosmic debris whizzing past. Yang Hao estimated that at full power, sword flight could rival a battleship’s warp speed—exceeding the speed of light.
But unlike a ship or a car, the sword had no brakes. Yang Hao didn’t dare go full throttle, yet even at this pace, he arrived dozens of seconds ahead of the “Kiss of Doom.”
Those seconds were enough. Like a high-speed bullet, Yang Hao pierced the Titan ship’s outer hull.
The Empire’s mightiest Titan ship had been breached.
In the Galactic Empire’s military structure, a fleet consisted of various warships—cruisers, destroyers, battleships, and supply vessels—each indispensable. In terms of firepower, battleships were the backbone, their combined might making the Imperial forces unstoppable.
Yet in any main fleet, the flagship was always a Titan ship. Not because it housed the most powerful weapon (ten battleships firing together could match its firepower), but because of its sheer size and capacity.
How big was a Titan ship?
If a battleship was an insurmountable chasm in space, a colossal war machine, then ten battleships combined would barely approach its scale.
But there was no time to waste. To save his beloved, Yang Hao had no choice but to follow Hun Yuanzi’s instructions. He did as told, attaching his Yuan Ying to the Flame Sword.
“Whoa!! It’s burning me!!!” As soon as his Yuan Ying touched the Flame Sword, Yang Hao realized he’d been tricked. This wasn’t sword riding—it was being roasted alive! The Flame Sword, cultivated by Yang Hao, had already reached a level where its flames were nearly true fire. His Yuan Ying couldn’t withstand the heat, and in a panic, he screamed in agony.
“Who told you to choose the Flame Sword? You’re so dumb,” Hun Yuanzi showed no sympathy at all, instead manipulating Yang Hao’s physical body to scratch his ears and pick his nose, clearly enjoying himself.
Although Yang Hao felt like he was being roasted alive, he thought to himself: if he had chosen the Ice Blade instead, wouldn’t he have turned into an ice cube? Even being roasted alive was better than becoming a popsicle.
Once he calmed his mind, he found it easier to learn the technique. Within seconds, Yang Hao had already mastered sword riding. Compared to playing a racing game, it wasn’t that much harder, except the speed was terrifyingly fast.
With just a slight effort, Yang Hao felt the sword slicing through the air like a beam of light, the stars and cosmic debris rushing past him at high speed. He estimated that if he gave it his all, the speed of sword riding would rival even the battleship’s jump, reaching speeds faster than light.
Of course, a sword wasn’t like a spaceship or a car—it had no brakes. Yang Hao didn’t dare to go at full speed, but even so, he arrived ahead of the Doomsday Kiss attack wave by several dozen seconds.
That was more than enough. Like a high-speed bullet, Yang Hao smashed through the outer hull of the Titan Ship.
The largest and most powerful Titan Ship in the Empire had already been breached by Yang Hao.
In the Galactic Empire’s military structure, a fleet consisted of various warships: cruisers, destroyers, battleships, and supply ships, each an indispensable part. In terms of firepower, each warship had its strengths, but the battleship was undoubtedly the main force in battle. With its overwhelming firepower, the battleship was essentially an invincible war machine. The Imperial Army’s unstoppable dominance across the cosmos was largely due to its reliance on battleships as the core of its forces.
Yet, no matter which fleet it was, the flagship was always the Titan Ship. This wasn’t because the Titan Ship possessed a powerful ultimate weapon—ten battleships firing their ultimate weapons together could match its firepower. The key difference lay in the Titan Ship’s sheer size and capacity for integration.
How big was the Titan Ship?
If a battleship was an insurmountable chasm in space, a massive war machine, then the Titan Ship’s size was roughly equivalent to ten battleships combined.
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