After a long and winding journey, they rushed towards the center of the Genesis Supercluster.

This journey was absolutely the longest Mo Tianyun had ever traveled in his life, without a doubt!

The journey of nearly 5 billion light-years took almost a century just to travel, not to mention the occasional breaks to rest and experience the diverse cultures of other advanced civilizations in the universe, which added up to more than 200 years.

Less than 30 years have passed since the beginning of the Creation Conference.

"Master Baiyun, how much longer until we reach the Creator Clan?"

Zhou Dongshan spent the entire journey inside Mo Tianyun's mecha space, just like the time after he became Mo Tianyun's disciple, where he spent almost the entire time cultivating.

He is quite talented and has now mastered two advanced cosmic powers: the Primal Power and the Dominator Power.

As for his martial spirit, like Mo Tianyun's, it has been slow to transform into the spirit of a martial god.

After all, he was taught by Mo Tianyun. If even his master didn't understand, Zhou Dongshan, as a disciple, naturally wouldn't be so quick to learn.

"Almost there, almost there! It's still a few hundred million light-years away. We should be able to arrive in about three years!" Mo Tianyun's speed was already very fast, but the journey was still extremely long, requiring him to cross numerous galaxies and traverse superclusters.

"Master Baiyun, you don't seem to have any other advanced civilizations to visit on the rest of the journey, do you?"

At this moment, Ancestor Kailong asked.

"there is none left!"

Mo Tianyun did indeed travel and play along the way, just like when he wandered in the universe. He would carefully observe any interesting civilizations, races, or life forms he encountered, and try to understand the mysteries of the universe.

For some reason, during this journey, he also discussed martial arts with many advanced beings in the universe, especially those with the heart of a martial god, but he still couldn't transform his courageous heart into the heart of a martial god.

Now that the Genesis Conference is about to be held, he should put away his playful nature.

“In that case, Master Baiyun, let me guide you on the rest of the journey. It’s 300 million light-years; we’ll reach the Creator Clan within a month!” Ancestor Kailong asked.

"Well, then I'll trouble you, Celestial Venerable Kairon!" Mo Tianyun didn't stand on ceremony and let him take him the rest of the way.

"Haha, no trouble at all! I still have 100,000 years to go with you, I've only been with you for a few years, how could it be troublesome?"

Grandpa Kailong laughed heartily.

Immediately afterwards, in the void above, a massive Emperor-level combat mech, 2 million kilometers tall, gradually appeared. The mech flipped its right palm upwards, gently supporting Mo Tianyun's travel mech.

A beam of light shone from the starry sky, and when the light disappeared, the world returned to calm. Mo Tianyun, carried by Ancestor Kailong, headed to the Creator Clan.

The distant starry sky.

"Did you all see that? That beam of light just now was from an Emperor-level combat mech!"

"I see it. Judging from its size, it's probably not an ordinary Emperor-level combat mech!"

"Speaking of which, this is already the third Emperor-level combat mech we've seen. Sure enough, the closer we get to the central area where the Creator Race is located, the more powerful beings gather there, and the more advanced civilizations we encounter in the universe!"

On a space travel spaceship, Captain Okati and his first mate Tibondi remarked to each other.

Both of them came from an extremely distant small star system and have been traveling in this universe for more than 1,000 years. If they want to reach the Creator Race and participate in the Creation Conference, they will probably have to wait one or two years to arrive. Their time is very well arranged.

Within their galactic civilization, the two were the most powerful and had mastered advanced cosmic powers. Wanting to advance further, they learned of the Creation Conference through hearsay and rushed here at great personal risk.

One month later.

Creation Civilization, Central District.

Although this place is a region of the primordial civilization, it is so vast that it could possibly contain a galaxy cluster spanning millions of light-years!

As expected of one of the six great primitive civilizations in the universe, the ability to construct such an architectural region represents the pinnacle of cosmic civilization technology!

The Genesis Conference, which has captured the attention of the entire universe, will be held as scheduled in the Central District.

Outside the center of the Creation Civilization area, people were already coming and going in a constant stream.

Large and small space travel ships, space warships, and indescribable flying objects converged from all directions of this cosmic space toward the central area, and were eventually led by the Creator Clan to a place where they were parked in an orderly manner.

Whoosh!

Outside the central area, a beam of light flashed, and the Emperor-level combat mech, 2 million kilometers tall, stood imposingly, causing the void to tremble slightly.

"Celestial Venerable ahead, please show yourself immediately and accept the inspection of our Primordial Civilization!"

In less than a breath, the newly appeared Emperor-level combat mech was surrounded by several figures clad in golden armor.

Mo Tianyun stared intently, and realized that the newcomers were all Heavenly Venerable-level beings!

Ancestor Kailong immediately appeared.

In the primordial civilization, how could he dare to hide?

After the prescribed access process, Ancestor Kailong's identity was confirmed as safe, and then the several Celestial Venerable-level beings left.

It can be confirmed that they are the guardians of this Creation Conference, and their strength is in no way inferior to that of Ancestor Kairon!

"There are too many people ahead. It will be difficult to squeeze in by piloting the mechs. Let's recall the mechs and then go get the qualification to participate in the conference."

Mo Tianyun brought out Ancestor Kailong and then released Zhou Dongshan.

"Wow! Are there really this many people?" Zhou Dongshan was shocked by the scene before him as soon as he came out.

Spanning tens of thousands of light-years, countless flying objects of all shapes and sizes have stopped, and life from all kinds of races in the universe, each with its own characteristics, is characterized by a multitude of things!

That's beyond description, not even the vast crowds. After all, whose mountains and seas can stretch for tens of thousands of light-years?

This probably involves countless billions of billions of people!

Ancestor Kailong glanced at Zhou Dongshan. Over the years, he naturally knew that Zhou Dongshan was a disciple of Master Baiyun.

So, as if explaining, Ancestor Kailong said, "The Creation Tournament, held once every 100,000 years, selects countless martial arts geniuses who are famous throughout the universe. It is personally organized by the Creation Civilization, so its prestige is very high. In addition to the participants, there are many more spectators who come to join in the fun."

That's right. No matter where it is, as long as it's an open competition, there will always be more spectators than participants.

The Genesis Conference, with its strong hype, naturally attracted countless people to watch the competition. It is estimated that more than 99.999% of the people present were there to watch the competition. After all, where are there so many galaxy-level powerhouses?

At the heart of the Central District stand 99,999,999 towering pillars.

Each pillar seems to pierce through the heavens and the earth, with no top in sight and no bottom in sight.

Although it is invisible to the naked eye, one can still get a glimpse of the whole picture if one has mental power.

This is the Pillar of Creation, created by the Primordial Civilization, capable of testing and recording the power of martial artists.

Without the aid of mechs, relying solely on the power of physical martial arts, only a Celestial Venerable-level being could destroy these Pillars of Creation. As for beings below the Celestial Venerable level, it would be absolutely impossible for them to destroy them.

Because these hundreds of millions of Creation Pillars are interconnected and form a whole, any power exerted by a martial artist and infused into a Creation Pillar is instantly divided into hundreds of millions of parts. Therefore, despite the countless Creation Conferences being held, no one has ever destroyed these Creation Pillars.

So what is the purpose of these Pillars of Creation?

In fact, the qualifications to participate in the conference are inherent in this.