176: Chapter 176 Spatial Imprisonment

The mecha captain's hoarse roar echoed through the public channel, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Fire armor-piercing shells, shock shells, and annihilation shells all at once!

Deploy maximum firepower barriers, force open the airspace channel, and retreat!"

Without hesitation, the ten heavy metal mechas completed a formation switch simultaneously.

The previously scattered units quickly shifted into staggered positions, their cannons aiming in unison at Mo Yufei high above, and blinding blue light instantly illuminated their pitch-black muzzles.

A massive amount of destructive energy rapidly gathered and compressed within the barrels; the air sizzled as it was scorched by the high-temperature energy, gravel and vegetation on the ground were instantly vaporized, and the land within a thousand-meter radius was forcibly pressed down several inches by the intense heat.

Extremely brilliant energy orbs formed at the ten main cannon muzzles; blue-purple beams of destruction were poised to strike, causing visible distortions and ripples in the surrounding space.

This was the ultimate saturation bombardment, the trump card of this extraterrestrial mecha squad; it was a finishing strike capable of destroying any physical barrier, and it was their only bargaining chip for survival at this moment.

All the pilots gripped their control sticks tightly until their knuckles turned white; their muscles were stiff and tense, and their backs were already completely soaked with cold sweat.

They held their breath and focused, pinning all their hopes on this single strike, praying only to injure that calm figure high above; even the slightest wound would be enough to win them a fleeting window for escape.

In that instant, as everyone waited with bated breath for this desperate counterattack, high above.

A pair of white wings wreathed in golden electric arcs suddenly unfurled behind Mo Yufei; violent, pale cyan wind patterns began to emerge along the edges of the wings, instantly mobilizing all surrounding airflow and causing the wild winds throughout the entire airspace to surge.

Facing the overwhelming, lethal firepower, he remained calm, neither dodging nor retreating, and simply raised his hand in a casual wave.

In an instant, countless fine, sharp cyan Wind Blades erupted from his wings, densely packed and layered, constructing an endless Wind Blade barrier in front of him.

The Wind Blades rotated and intertwined at high speed, forming a giant, airtight net of wind that firmly sealed off the entire sky.

The next second, ten earth-shattering blue-purple beams of light roared into the sky, tearing through layers of clouds and rushing straight toward Mo Yufei with overwhelming momentum.

The beams tore through all airflow, gravel, and spatial fragments along their path; the deafening roar caused the entire Secret Realm plain to tremble violently, and echoes of falling rocks reverberated from the distant abyss canyons; the power was truly terrifying.

But the moment the terrifying annihilation beams struck the sky-filling Wind Blade barrier, all their destructive power was rendered ineffective.

The high-speed rotating Wind Blades precisely cut, dismantled, and buffered every strand of destructive energy; the domineering power of annihilation was stripped away, devoured, and neutralized layer by layer.

No matter how violent the power of the beams or how terrifying their impact, they could not penetrate this layer of Wind Element Ability defense in the slightest, all being steadily intercepted and completely dissolved by the densely packed Wind Blades.

The earth-shaking roar gradually subsided, and the blinding blue light across the sky slowly faded; the saturation strike, which had exhausted the full combat power of the ten mechas, was effortlessly blocked by Mo Yufei using his Wind Element Ability, without a single ripple of aftermath leaking through.

Watching all the attacks completely neutralized by his Wind Blade barrier, Mo Yufei curled his lips into a casual smile.

He raised a hand to stroke his chin and spoke slowly, his tone carrying a touch of idle helplessness: "Wait a moment, I have too many skills, and I can't remember which one to use to finish this off."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the mecha squad below didn't pause for even a second, nor did they pay any heed to his muttering.

The instant their main cannon firepower was spent, the ten mechas retreated in unison; their thrusters erupted with extreme blue exhaust flames, and the mechas withdrew at full speed, flying rapidly toward the gap in the Secret Realm airspace.

All the pilots kept their nerves tightly wound, staring fixedly at the escape route, frantically maneuvering their mechas to flee.

They could not understand the words coming from Mo Yufei's mouth, nor could they comprehend his calm demeanor; they only knew that their kill-shot had completely failed and the opponent's strength was terrifying to the point of exceeding their cognition.

The only path to survival right now was to flee at full speed; staying even one second longer meant certain death.

In the public channel, there were only the hurried commands of the team members and mechanical warning sounds; everyone was preoccupied with escaping, treating Mo Yufei high above as if he were air.

In mid-air, Mo Yufei watched these mecha pilots who were only focused on fleeing and paid him absolutely no mind; he suddenly realized the situation, tapped his head lightly, and let out a chuckle of amusement.

He had forgotten about this matter.

Their language Systems were completely incompatible with extraterrestrial civilization, making direct communication impossible.

The reason he could clearly hear and understand all the communication content in their channel earlier was because the sensory communication bracelet he was wearing came with a real-time language translation and analysis function, which could automatically decipher the radio signals of extraterrestrial civilizations.

However, the other side had no means to decipher the Human Race language he spoke, so naturally, they couldn't understand a single word.

"So they can't understand me at all."

Mo Yufei chuckled, the idleness in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by an absolute, composed sense of control.

"I was putting on a show, and they didn't even play along. Why bother talking? I'll just take them down directly!"

With this thought, Mo Yufei's gaze sharpened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Spatial Imprisonment!"

In this brief moment of contemplation, he had already mentally selected the most suitable Supernatural Ability.

He had thousands of contracted exotic beasts under his command, with a vast array of abilities covering elemental, Physical Body, sensory, and space-time Supernatural Abilities.

And this ability, Spatial Imprisonment, originated from the special exotic beast he had contracted, the Void Dragon Hill.

This exotic beast had an exceptionally endearing appearance; it was small and round, looking seventy percent similar to the well-known Pikachu, with a soft luster all over its body; the only difference was that it had a pair of exquisite, translucent Dragon horns on its head, which emitted a faint spatial shimmer.

The Void Dragon Hill was a naturally born spatial-type exotic beast with a very special talent; it possessed an innate mastery of basic spatial Law, excelling in short-range teleportation and constructing spatial barriers.

A very small number of top-tier individuals could even undergo Awakening to gain an innate spatial storage talent.

However, its own Physical Body combat power was extremely weak, its teleportation frequency was limited, and its stamina was very poor; usually, it could only be used for life-saving or reconnaissance, and it could almost never participate in direct combat, making it a little support creature in the exotic beast team.

But Mo Yufei was completely different.

As a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, he possessed a deep foundation and spiritual power as vast as the sea, allowing him to harness the spatial-type Origin talent of the Void Dragon Hill.

By forcibly channeling it with his own immense cultivation, he could infinitely amplify the originally weak spatial ability; as long as the spatial barrier was large enough, he could generate a massive airspace covering several thousand meters in radius.

Following Mo Yufei's command, the air between heaven and earth suddenly froze.

The invisible and colorless spatial Law instantly spread out to envelop everything; the flowing air, the howling gale, and the exhaust flames from the mecha thrusters all came to a complete standstill at this moment.

The ten extraterrestrial mechas that were retreating at full speed and fleeing in panic suddenly froze in mid-air.

All thrusters instantly shut down, the high-speed mechanical gears and kinetic parts all jammed, and the original violent vibrations, momentum of movement, and fleeing impetus of the mechas completely vanished.

The ten mechas, along with the terrified pilots in the cockpits who hadn't even had time to react, were all firmly imprisoned in mid-air by the invisible spatial power, unable to move a single inch.

Whether it was the mechanical power and propulsion Systems of the mechas, or the limb movements and control commands of the pilots, everything was completely locked down.

The entire airspace fell into dead silence, with no possibility of escape remaining.