Pride of Heroes Emerge

In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.

Through bitter battles, the cultivators of the Cloud Planet forcibly refined the bodies of the Black Demons to condense spiritual energy. Many broke through their bottlenecks, and gradually, the casualties in battle decreased. Many people began to see hope.

Other surviving planets also began to rise up one after another.

The inheritances of the various planets had never been severed, and their current combat power was far above that of the Cloud Planet. Baptized by bloody battles, many outstanding talents emerged, displaying their brilliance in the great war. There were also geniuses who experienced sudden enlightenment, stepping into supreme realms and making a name for themselves across their entire planets.

The Origin Planet.

Ever since the sun disappeared and the Black Demons invaded, major factions formed alliances to face the enemy. Wind and Snow Island was built back in the day to eradicate demons and protect the masses; in this time of crisis, they naturally could not shirk their duty.

Unfortunately, in the face of the terrifying self-destructing Black Demons, the foundation of Wind and Snow Island seemed a bit weak. They suffered heavy casualties in the very first battle, and the Invincible Sword Venerable, Guo Jiannan, was severely injured.

In this moment of crisis, an outer sect disciple named Xu Qingyuan, who had been dull-witted his entire life, suddenly awakened to the Dao of fighting to the death. He broke through several bottlenecks in a row and assisted Guo Jiannan in repelling the Black Demons.

From then on, as he continuously participated in bloody battles, Xu Qingyuan's cultivation skyrocketed. He comprehended his own divine abilities, achieved the Great Dao, and was now the leader of the younger generation on the Origin Planet.

At the critical moment of human survival, a true hero indeed bathed in blood to turn the tide. Xu Qingyuan had been mediocre for half his life, but his sudden enlightenment at the crucial moment was likely driven by the great righteousness in his heart. It was also possible that he was a late bloomer destined by the heavens, with a limitless future ahead.

This event caused many to sigh with deep emotion. The morale for bloody battles on the Origin Planet surged because of him, inspiring countless cultivators and spreading as a beautiful tale.

The Mist Planet.

During the despairing times of the Black Demon invasion, this masterless planet was almost on the verge of collapse. The Demon Lord and the Sea Lord were nowhere to be found, and the leaderless masses were defeated like a receding tide.

Just at the moment of extreme crisis, the Sea Lord's son, Gui Wanhai, suddenly experienced a massive surge in his bloodline power. Whether it was due to some fortunate encounter or a blessing bestowed by the heavens, his already extraordinary bloodline became increasingly terrifying. His cultivation skyrocketed, allowing him to narrowly defeat the Black Demons. At the same time, he discovered that the remains of the Black Demons could be refined into spiritual energy to restore and boost cultivation.

Thus, Gui Wanhai led the old subordinates of the Sea Tribe onto the path of bloody battles and spirit refinement. Members of the Sea Tribe broke through their bottlenecks one after another, and Gui Wanhai's reputation soared, being revered by the Sea Tribe as the current Sea Lord.

When the survival of all living beings was at stake, the various races abandoned their past grudges, formed alliances, and joined the bloody battles. Led by Gui Wanhai, the races worked together to fight the Black Demons, finally managing to stabilize the situation and bringing a glimmer of hope to the entire Mist Planet.

Similar unyielding bloody battles continued to occur on other planets.

There were prodigious talents who became famous in a single battle, and young maidens from ancient clans who suddenly appeared, displaying supreme divine abilities to awe the wicked. The demeanor of various mighty figures was fully displayed, and rising younger generations emerged endlessly.

With all these geniuses emerging at once, a chaotic era was about to begin!

...

The entire world was almost in a state of utter chaos, with scenes of bloody battles visible everywhere. Just as the various planets were enveloped in endless darkness, at the distant edge of the universe, a small star resembling a pearl in the sea of stars seemed completely undisturbed, as quiet as a worldly paradise.

The doors of the Linglong Pavilion remained tightly shut. Various beautiful fairy maidens waited quietly inside, remaining loyal to their duties day after day, year after year, serving the supreme existence in the highest-level private room.

As the door opened.

A maidservant, holding a jade basin filled with the immortal nectar and jade dew used for washing, slowly backed out of the room. She then gently closed the carved ebony door, keeping her movements extremely soft throughout, not daring to cause the slightest disturbance.

Watching this scene, the manager sitting in a wheelchair not far away turned his head and asked via voice transmission.

"Over these past few years, has His Excellency awakened? Has there been anything unusual?"

"Is everything still normal with our Linglong Pavilion's resource deployment?"

After these consecutive questions, the shopkeeper behind him immediately cupped his fists and replied via voice transmission.

"Reporting to the manager."

"For the past few years, His Excellency has never awakened. He seems deeply immersed in the Divine Origin Dreamscape. According to the reports from the attending maids, other than smiling thirty-two times and occasionally flashing a look of anger between his brows over the past year, there has been nothing unusual."

"As for our headquarters' resource deployment, everything is normal. Even though the other Excellency has also entered the Divine Origin Dreamscape at the branch, the resources in our treasury are still sufficient for our expenses."

Hearing this, the manager gave a slight nod.

As usual, he lit a Huazi cigarette, quietly took a drag, and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke. A relieved and relaxed expression appeared on his face. At the same time, he did not forget the shopkeeper behind him and casually tossed him a cigarette, making the shopkeeper incredibly excited.

Just as the two were in a good mood.

Suddenly.

A streak of light shot out from Yi Feng's storage ring. Passing through the carved ebony door, it darted out of the luxurious private room and materialized into a human form, standing before the two men.

The person who appeared had a profound look on his face. The middle-aged man's appearance seemed ordinary, but his lowered eyes and indifferent expression, along with the two strands of gray hair hanging gracefully from his temples like dragon whiskers, made him look elegant and noble. One glance was enough to make people feel he was unfathomably deep.

Seeing clearly who had come, the manager's eyes widened in shock, and the Huazi in his hand fell to the ground.

He hastily bowed his head and cupped his fists, his eyes full of respect!

"Your Excellency, it has been a long time!"

"I didn't expect that you would come out too!"

The shopkeeper behind him was even more terrified, bowing and cupping his fists, not even daring to speak!

Seeing the shocked appearance of the two, the middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged. He seemed long accustomed to it and merely nodded faintly in response.

"Mhm."

"Master's condition is gradually improving. I've been idle lately with nothing to do, so I wanted to come out for a walk."

Hearing these words, an excited light shone in the manager's eyes, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With great tact, he offered a lit Huazi and then fumbled a whole pack of premium Huazi from his sleeve, presenting it with both hands.

The middle-aged man took a light drag, stored away the pack of premium Huazi, and casually replied.

"Serve Master well."

As soon as his voice fell, the man vanished without a trace. Neither the manager nor the shopkeeper could sense his whereabouts, but they revealed excited expressions, their eyes shining with an indescribable light of hope.

Just a few breaths later.

On a distant planet countless light-years away, the middle-aged man appeared once again.

He walked slowly along the seashore with his hands clasped behind his back. His steps were methodical, his expression indifferent, and his eyes slightly lowered. His demeanor appeared extremely refined, exuding a steadiness that seemed to surpass his apparent age.

After walking for quite some time, he finally stopped by the coast.

Looking at the man lying on the sandy beach at his feet, he spoke calmly.

"The time is ripe."

"It seems some promising seedlings have emerged among the younger generation. They are barely worth cultivating."

Hearing the voice, the lying man opened his eyes. His face looked somewhat ugly, pitted and scarred like a battlefield. Aside from a pair of large, radiant eyes, there was hardly anything appealing about his big, round face.

He raised his eyes to appraise the middle-aged man, a hint of helplessness showing on his face.

"Ah..."

"You really know how to pick your timing. I finally managed to eat until I'm half-full. Can't I just take a nap to digest first?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's dragon-whisker sideburns swayed gently in the wind, and he rolled his eyes slightly.

"You Big Mouth Monster, when have you ever been full?"

"A great war is approaching, and everyone is busy. Yet here you are, slacking off, and you actually have the nerve? Before long, Master could wake up at any moment, and I must be by his side at all times to await his orders."

"If that weren't the case, would I need to come from so far away to find you?"

Hearing this, the round-faced man sat up in resignation, a gloomy expression on his face.

"Fine, fine, fine."

"I'll go, alright?! After all, it's all for the Master."

Despite the grumbling on his lips, his actions were incredibly swift, completely betraying his words. Without the slightest hesitation, he rose to his feet and took a flying leap toward the ocean. His figure blurred into an afterimage and vanished, leaving absolutely no trace behind...