Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

His Primordial Spirit Seal, like a seed, was implanted deep into each Artificial Sky Curtain Base, starting to take root and sprout, gradually devouring the original control.

This process seemed slow, but in reality, it was astonishingly fast, simply because Lin Rui's Divine Thought, fortified by the will of billions of believers, was too powerful for the Divine Abyss Wanderer to withstand.

He could only give his all, pushing his Power of Silence and Life Decline Skill to the extreme. Unable to resist Lin Rui's avalanche-like Divine Thought, he could only desperately delay, waiting for a turn of events.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the President's meeting room was one of deathly silence, with some looking ashen.

Through the Security Bureau's dozens of supercomputers, they saw a holographic projection vividly depicting the situation inside the Artificial Sky, filled with helplessness and fear in their eyes—

Lin Rui's Primordial Spirit, like a blazing Great Sun, firmly trapped the Primordial Spirits of the three Longevity beings in a furnace, ruthlessly consuming their power.

This scene struck directly at everyone's soul, instilling them with an unavoidable sense of fate.

Minister of Finance Alexander Collins clenched his fists, his knuckles white, forehead drenched in sweat, staring intently at the projection of the Artificial Sky, lips moving, but unable to utter a sound.

He foresaw the dire situation looming and that his own fate might descend into the Abyss, yet he was powerless to change it.

"Is there truly no one who can stop him?" asked Henry Morgan, chairman of Morgan Transportation Group, in a low voice tinged with a hint of despair.

Across from him, a man named Eddie Brook was in utter collapse, holding his head, murmuring, "How did it come to this? Even deploying the Abyss Weapon doesn't work? How is this possible? Where does he get so much power? It's over, it's all over—"

In the meeting room, everyone cast cold and mocking glances at these individuals.

Meanwhile, on the distant Sky Extreme Star, the eight Abysses within Divine Sleep slowly awoke like ancient giant beasts awakening.

These ancient and powerful wills, seemingly possessing the ability to perceive the essence of all things, penetrated layers of void, crossed countless stars, focusing on the turbulent Artificial Sky above the Earth Federation, locking onto Lin Rui's ever-escalating power.

The Heavenly Curtain lost its usual peace and harmony. The vortex manifestations of the eight Abysses began to emit light, some like scorching flames, some like deep darkness. Their rotation intensified, as if they were about to draw everything into the endless Abyss.

Stars began to flicker madly, as if being plucked by invisible giant hands, lights dimming and brightening in a mysterious rhythm, as if the war drums of an ancient era were being struck echoing the forewarning of an unprecedented storm brewing.

The originally orderly Star Map was disrupted by an invisible force, the trajectories of the stars becoming chaotic and disordered, the edges of the Heavenly Curtain beginning to twist and deform, forming deep and terrifying fissures, resembling scars of the world, revealing an apocalyptic scene.

Simultaneously, the emotions and wills of the eight Abysses resonated with and responded to the world. On the ground, those once peaceful elements of nature began to stir. Gale winds howled, raising storms of sand and dust, forming raging tempests; the earth trembled, frequent earthquakes shook as if a giant beast roared beneath; tsunamis rose, sending towering waves crashing mercilessly towards coastal cities.

Amidst the chaos and disturbance, the terrifying Divine Will of the eight Abysses started an intense exchange and communication within the Heavenly Curtain.

Each collision of their will radiated a chilling aftermath, causing the Great Celestial Master and Divine Envoys serving them to be stricken with dread, gazing fearfully at the sky.

In this chaos and turmoil, a voice echoed in everyone's heart — who can stop him?