Star Lord

The Origin Stone vein lay deep within the laboratory. At this moment, light seeped from the rock layers like an ancient dragon slumbering within the stellar remains.

"Origin Stones?"

"Are these Origin Stones?"

"Interesting... This is what Ke Ning wants?"

Ye Chuan stood before the vein, his divine sense sweeping across the entire underground world.

Oh? These Origin Stones actually contain the power of laws?

These Origin Stones were bizarre. They harbored incomplete laws—some fragmented, some violently unstable, and some that hadn't even truly birthed a consciousness yet.

The so-called Source God Project of the Myriad Races Alliance was, at its core, simply extracting a wisp of these shattered laws and forcibly stuffing it into biological flesh and blood.

If the extraction went well, it resulted in an Insta-kill weapon.

If it went poorly, it resulted in a puddle of rotting flesh that grew eyes, screamed, and tore apart everything around it.

This kind of power was fundamentally uncontrollable. Could relying purely on a gacha-style research method to obtain laws really lead to progress? Wouldn't it just result in pieces of mangled flesh and corpses?

The Myriad Races Alliance's Source God Project? Just pure bullshit.

Ye Chuan observed for a moment, his expression remaining largely unchanged as he simply raised his hand to open his spatial inventory.

The next moment, the vein was gripped by an invisible giant hand and pulled out from the depths of the planet, inch by inch.

Rock layers shattered, and subterranean fire spewed forth. The laboratory's alarms blared in unison, yet none of the Myriad Races Alliance researchers dared to step forward and stop him.

They watched as that incalculably valuable Origin Stone vein was extracted whole by Ye Chuan. They looked completely deflated, yet powerless to do anything.

It was like watching their beloved get snatched away right in front of them.

And they couldn't even show their anger.

After collecting the first vein, Ye Chuan followed his star map to a second resource planet.

It was a dead planet covered in black deserts, its surface scarred with massive rift valleys. The Origin Stone vein was hidden in the deepest part of a rift.

The Myriad Races Alliance had stationed three elite military units there, along with a planetary-level defense array.

But when Ye Chuan descended, that defense array only lit up for a fraction of a second before completely extinguishing under his gaze.

The garrison troops didn't even dare to issue the order to open fire.

They simply watched in silence as Ye Chuan raised his hand, pulled the entire Origin Stone vein from the depths of the planet, and stored it in his spatial inventory.

The third vein was located in the Shattered Star Belt.

Countless broken stellar remains floated there, resembling a starry graveyard smashed apart by ancient giants.

The Origin Stone vein was hidden within a massive fragment of a planetary core, surrounded by heavy blockades set up by the Gray Snake race.

The Snake race woman kept her head bowed as she led the way, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word.

Upon seeing that core fragment, a hint of satisfaction finally appeared in Ye Chuan's eyes.

This vein was of very high purity. The law fragments flowing within it were much more intact than the previous ones.

He didn't waste any time. With a grab of his hand, the core fragment blasted apart, and a river of Origin Stones flew out from within.

The scene was incredibly spectacular.

Then it instantly vanished, as if directly deleted by the Creator.

The Myriad Races Alliance fleet trailing behind fell into a dead silence.

No one dared to make a sound.

As subordinates, they naturally didn't dare to talk back to their superiors, and now that their superiors were keeping their heads bowed before Ye Chuan, how could they dare to make a move?

Feeling the reserves of Origin Stones in his spatial inventory, Ye Chuan finally nodded.

"That should be enough."

Hearing this, the Snake woman's nerves, which had been stretched to the breaking point, finally relaxed a little.

For the first time, she felt that the word "enough" could sound so beautiful.

However, just as Ye Chuan was preparing to leave, the entire star sector suddenly fell quiet—

"Oh? Trying to leave?" A voice seemed to echo from the very depths of the universe.

The air was instantly compressed, followed by an indescribable ringing in the ears.

At this moment, the bloodlines of all Myriad Races Alliance creatures trembled simultaneously.

The Snake woman's face changed drastically. With almost no hesitation, she dropped straight to her knees in the void.

The generals behind her also lowered their heads one by one, their eyes revealing unconcealable awe and terror.

"Star Lord..."

When these words slipped from her mouth, her voice was so soft it was practically trembling.

But after these words fell, all the Myriad Races Alliance warships sank into a deathly silence.

Star Lord.

The legendary existence of the Myriad Races Alliance.

The ancient supreme being that ruled the star sector.

Some said it was born from the first ray of light before a star's collapse; others said it had once carried three galaxies on its back across the dark abyss of space.

Others said that the reason the Myriad Races Alliance could stand tall across several galaxy clusters without falling was precisely because this entity was still alive.

Ye Chuan was mildly surprised and looked up toward the edge of the starry sky.

At this moment, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

Those eyes were impossibly massive, their pupils reflecting the radiance of stars. The moment they opened, the flames of three distant stars simultaneously bowed low.

Immediately after, a colossal shadow emerged from the edge of the galaxy.

Its dragon head was held high, its twin horns like pillars holding up the heavens.

Its turtle body pressed heavily across the cosmos, the shell carved with dense, intricate stellar patterns. Its four limbs hung down into the deep darkness, as if pinning down the very foundation of the galaxy.

Its tail coiled around a planetary ring; with a slight swish, swaths of asteroids were knocked off orbit like dust blown by the wind.

Ye Chuan's divine sense spread out, passing through the fleet, the resource planet, and the endless dark, before finally touching the edge of that phantom form.

This dragon-headed, turtle-bodied creature before him was actually the size of a galaxy?

A mature Star Behemoth?

No...

This was...

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow slightly. What level of existence was a Star Lord?

The Star Lord did not attack immediately.

It merely cast down its gaze.

All the spatial anchors in the Third Frontier shattered simultaneously, and the defense systems of tens of thousands of warships completely shut down.

The kneeling members of the Myriad Races Alliance pressed their bodies even lower; some with weaker bloodlines even began to convulse violently.

They had never truly seen the Star Lord.

But at this moment, they finally understood why even the kings of the various races had to bow their heads before the Myriad Court.

Because this existence was alive.

Because once it opened its eyes, the Myriad Races Alliance had its ultimate heaven.

An ancient voice echoed from above the star sector,

"Human."

"Return the Origin Stones."

"Hand over all your laws."

"I shall permit you to leave alive."

The Snake woman knelt in the back, her heart almost stopping.

This was already the Star Lord's mercy.

Ye Chuan, however, simply looked up at that massive phantom that obscured the edge of the galaxy, getting just a bit more serious.

Very strong.

Its power was heavy, ancient, and complete, carrying the majesty accumulated over long epochs.

But compared to that remnant soul of Empress Jiuhua, it was still a step behind.

This Star Lord before him seemed more like an ancient behemoth nurtured within the sea of stars—astonishingly powerful, but yet to truly touch the apex of the Immortal Dao.

Behind Ye Chuan, black and gold Chaos energy slowly rose.

The aura of a peak Golden Immortal was fully unleashed.

He appeared minuscule before the Star Lord's sky-blotting phantom, but once that chaotic pressure spread out, the starry sky that had been suppressed by the Star Lord was forcefully pried open with a rift.

The Myriad Races Alliance experts kneeling in the void snapped their heads up.

They felt a second majestic presence.

The Star Lord's majesty was like the overturning of a star sector, forcing all creation to bow.

Ye Chuan's aura, on the other hand, was like the unsheathing of primal chaos, cutting directly into that ancient oppression.

The Star Lord's gigantic pupils slowly contracted,

"You wish to make an enemy of me?"

Feeling the opponent's power, Ye Chuan merely gave a faint smile. "Why wouldn't I dare?"

"I am at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm! In this entire universe, no one can hold me back!"