The mechanical swarm invaded the base fortress like it was uninhabited, advancing continuously within.

Soon after.

The rate of the base's fall increased to twenty percent.

Arnold and the others watched as the base was gradually taken over, despair filling their eyes; no one could calmly face death.

Especially.

Being killed by the mechanical swarm.

"Let me give it a try."

At this moment, Baiyu suddenly spoke.

Originally, no one in the command center was paying attention to him, but under these circumstances, everyone's focus shifted to this unfamiliar cultivator.

In the Empire.

There were many cultivators, but they rarely appeared in grassroots units, so they weren't very familiar with the legends of the cultivators.

Only in the Empire's news.

Could you often see sensational news of a single cultivator annihilating enemy forces.

The Empire always revolved around the theme of war.

Whether it was news, various television programs, or entertainment projects, they were more or less related to war; even many immersive neural-connected virtual games were based on the Empire, copying its real-life enemies into the games.

The entire nation adhered to martial spirit.

This was the inevitable situation faced in the environment the Empire was in.

So when Baiyu said he wanted to take action, there was a small rise of hope in everyone's hearts.

However.

This hope quickly disappeared under the assault of the mechanical swarm.

A large number of the Mechanical Race swarmed into the base, against which regular soldiers could not resist in any organized manner.

At this moment.

Arnold and others were already donned in combat gear, weapons in hand, ready to head to the battlefield against the terrifying Mechanical Race.

However, Baiyu was one step ahead.

His entire body erupted with Blood Qi, almost turning into a whirlwind, charging into the ranks of the mechanical swarm.

The sharpness of the Black Moon Blade could easily slice through their mechanical exteriors.

Previously.

Baiyu had already observed that the power sources of these mechanical swarms, though not fixed in one place, were mostly hidden between their third and seventh limbs.

As long as these parts were targeted.

The mechanical swarm could quickly be paralyzed.

With one strike after another, Baiyu's speed was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, piling up the corpses of mechanical swarms in front of the base's corridors.

Soon.

This passage was filled with the corpses of the Mechanical Race.

Baiyu, like a War God, slaughtered his way through, with the abundant Spiritual Qi of the world completely outpacing his consumption in recovering Blood Qi.

Various Spirit Techniques were released at will.

Under this dimensional reduction strike, the Mechanical Race was quickly defeated. When the war damage reached eighty percent, the remaining Mechanical Race began to retreat, ceasing their aggression.

The group of base soldiers following behind Baiyu was still immersed in the immense joy of survival from a desperate situation.

When did.

The base gain such a formidable man!

In the command center, Arnold and others were also so shocked they were speechless; although they knew cultivators were powerful, they hadn't expected them to be this powerful.

A single individual could resist an entire Mechanical Race force.

"Challenge completed, the content of the next challenge will be randomly triggered, please wait patiently."

At this moment.

A series of text appeared on the Seven Coiled Stone Token.

Baiyu looked at it impassively, put away the Black Moon Blade, and returned to the base.

At this moment.

Upon returning to the base, he received the highest level of hospitality from Arnold and others.

After all, with the strength Baiyu had demonstrated, he was likely a Wandering God Warrior, the strongest soldier unit in the Tornado Star Realm.

Each Wandering God.

Could independently hold a front, immensely powerful, practically superhuman to ordinary people.

And Baiyu.

Only then realized how advanced the Empire's food was.

There were even items to replenish Blood Qi in one's body.

Moreover, there were numerous creatures he had never seen before; though they looked peculiar, they tasted extremely delicious.

"These are single-tentacle squids from Celestial Wind Star in the Tornado Star Realm; each one is worth a fortune. The Planet Governor stored a batch as a treasure, giving us the chance to taste them."

Arnold pointed to a stack of squid tentacles.

Baiyu's gaze shifted: "Planet Governor? So Wood Iron Star once had a leader; where did that Planet Governor go?"

"Of course, he died in battle."

Arnold's tone lacked much fluctuation: "During the first invasion by the Mechanical Race, the Governor, leading the planet's army, mounted a stout resistance, but ultimately, he succumbed to the Mechanical Race's mighty army, falling on the battlefield.

Afterward, Wood Iron Star descended into chaos.

The loss of the Governor and the army's cohesion, coupled with constant low-orbit bombardment by the Mechanical Race, plunged the entire planet into chaos.

War.

Refugees.

And various interstellar war opportunists.

As you can see, the planet ended up in this state."

Baiyu nodded, gaining a basic understanding of the planet's situation. The planet's ultimate leader was the Governor, but clearly, this Governor didn't have good fortune.

"So this planet has been abandoned?"

Baiyu looked at Arnold.

The other shook his head: "You can't say that; the Empire doesn't abandon any planet within its territory, and there's a large amount of copper ore on this planet. It's a very valuable strategic resource.

However.

Right now, the Tornado Star Realm is engaged in a large-scale war with the Mechanical Race and cannot spare any forces.

After a while.

A support army from the Tornado Star Realm will come here to reclaim the lost territory.

However.

The people on the planet will have to fend for themselves."

Here, Arnold's face also showed a hint of helplessness.

Located on the Empire's frontier, this was the inescapable fate of the people living on this planet.

"Is the Empire facing tight times in its wars now?"

Baiyu asked.

Arnold wasn't surprised by Baiyu's clueless attitude, as such cultivators might have spent years in seclusion.

"Currently, the Empire's situation isn't too bad. Besides the Mechanical Race, there are the Insect Race—one in the Tornado Star Realm, the other in the Extreme Star Realm—both in heavy battle with the Empire.

Besides that.

There are the interstellar pirates.

These interstellar pirates haven't been cleared out for many years, growing large in scale, frequently causing trouble in various parts of the Empire.

Now, they're capitalizing on the wartime chaos to make huge profits."

Having survived the calamity, Arnold opened up, withholding nothing from Baiyu. After all, the latter had saved the entire base, making him a trustworthy ally.

Through Arnold, Baiyu also learned much about the outside of Earth.

This vast, ancient Empire unified the entire galaxy and battled against many peculiar enemies.

"Do you know of Holy Terra?"

Suddenly, Baiyu asked.

Arnold was momentarily stunned, then, after a brief recollection, replied: "I seem to have heard of it before; I can look it up for you if you'd like to go there?"