The silver hourglass slowly turned, and a blurry figure appeared in mid-air. The face was indistinct, but one could sense an aura of timeless majesty.
"Chaos has appeared, eras have changed." A faint voice emanated from the figure, "Everyone, mobilize! Find this person at all costs!"
Shi's words sent a shiver down the spines of all the powerful figures present. The Dragon Emperor, steeling himself, spoke: "But Lord Shi, where should we begin?"
The figure of "Chaos will choose its master" began to fade. "Do what you're supposed to do... the extraterritorial battlefield needs more troops."
After the oppressive aura completely dissipated, the hall remained deathly silent. The powerful figures from various races exchanged bewildered glances, each seeing shock and fear in the other's eyes.
"Even 'Time' is paying attention..." the winged woman murmured, "Just who is this inheritor?"
The Dragon Emperor's massive claws scratched impatiently across the hard jade ground, leaving deep furrows: "The most urgent task is to determine priorities—should we follow Lord 'Time's' instructions to find the Chaos Inheritor, or deal with that scourge, the Star Soul Lord, first?"
"Is there even a need to choose?" a giant covered in rock boomed. "The command of 'Time' is supreme!"
A cold laugh came from the shadows in the corner: "Then go look for it! The laws of chaos conceal themselves; even 'time' can only roughly predict the present world. Where are we supposed to find it?"
A heated debate erupted immediately. Representatives from various races split into two factions, arguing fiercely, the energy fluctuations causing dust to fall from the dome of the main hall. Those advocating for prioritizing the search for the Chaos Inheritor believed this was an excellent opportunity to curry favor with "Shi"; while those advocating for killing the Star Soul Lord first pointed out that Han Feng already posed a substantial threat.
"Enough!" The Dragon Emperor stomped his claws, the shockwave causing all the powerful figures to stagger. "Will arguing solve anything?"
A humanoid creature draped in a long robe slowly emerged: "I have a suggestion—now that the Star Soul Lord has broken through to the Great Dao Realm, lower-level planes certainly can no longer accommodate him. He will inevitably have to travel to a higher plane soon..."
"The Star Clan must have already sent people to the intermediate-level dimensional portal to meet us!" the winged woman interrupted. "Is it too late for us to intercept them now?"
The representative of the Nether Crystal Clan—a creature whose body constantly emitted blue crystals—speaked timidly: "Although our Emperor's avatar projection was destroyed on Blue Star, there are still several secret strongholds...perhaps we can detect the energy emitted when the Star Soul Lord broke through the void..."
"Hmph!" The rock giant let out a disdainful roar. "You third-rate forces like the Dark Crystal Clan, I don't know how you even managed to sneak into our meeting! You have no fighting power, and you're even so slow at gathering information!"
The body of the representative of the Nether Crystal Clan flickered violently, and angry red patterns appeared on the surface of the crystal, but he dared not refute it.
The Dragon Emperor narrowed his vertical pupils: "Are your Nether Crystal Clan's strongholds on Blue Star still usable?"
"Y-it should be possible..." Representative Youjing hurriedly said, "Although the Emperor's projection was destroyed, the basic communication matrix is still..."
"Last chance." The Dragon Emperor's claw hovered above the Nethercrystal representative's head. "If you mess this up again, I won't hesitate to replace your representative. Your race will have no reason to exist; we don't need trash."
The threat was self-evident. The other powerful figures watched coldly, clearly acquiescing to this bullying. In the realm of extraterrestrial forces, hierarchical oppression was far more real than alliance camaraderie.
The robed man suddenly chuckled: "There's no need to argue. We need to find the Chaos Inheritor, and we need to kill the Star Soul Lord." He pulled a star map from his sleeve. "We can operate on two fronts—send elite squads to search for traces of Chaos, while the main force seals off all jump points leading to mid-to-high-level planes."
The woman with the winged wings frowned: "If our forces are scattered..."
"Don't forget what 'Shi' said—the extraterritorial battlefield needs more troops." The robed man pointed to several flashing red dots on the star map. "If we can intercept and kill the Star Soul Lord before he enters the Star Clan's territory, we'll not only eliminate a major threat, but I think Lord 'Shi' will also be very happy to get what he wants."
This suggestion immediately caught everyone's attention. The Dragon Emperor was the first to nod: "That makes sense. Your Dark Crystal Clan will be responsible for monitoring the Blue Star plane. The Shadow Clan will send scouts to keep a close eye on the Star Clan's movements. The other clans will mobilize their elite forces; I need to see the blockade network in place as soon as possible!"
As orders were issued, representatives of each race vanished one after another, turning into streaks of light. In the end, only the representative of the Nether Crystal remained standing, his crystalline body trembling slightly with humiliation.
"Aren't you going yet?" The Dragon Emperor swung its tail, shattering crystal shards on the ground. "If the Star Soul Lord gets away... hmph."
The representative of the Nether Crystal dared not speak further, transforming into a pool of blue liquid that seeped into the cracks in the ground. Inside the empty hall, the Dragon Emperor looked at the robed figure: "Are you truly confident you can accomplish two things at once?"
A low chuckle came from beneath the robed man's hood: "Where are the inheritors of Chaos so easy to find? The main issue is that none of us can afford to offend Lord Shi. As for the Lord of Star Souls..." A twisting black rune slid from his sleeve, "'Void Trap' is ready."
Blue Star, inside the Dragon Abyss Base.
Han Feng suddenly sensed something and looked up at the sky. Chaotic energy circulated spontaneously within his body, shutting out the feeling of being spied on.
"What's wrong?" Liu Mengran asked with concern.
"Nothing." Han Feng withdrew his gaze, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I just felt...we have guests coming."
Gray mist swirled in his palm, vaguely condensing into the shape of a silver hourglass before dissipating in an instant.
Outside the window, a fallen leaf swirls in the wind, defying the season to grow back onto the branch, and then quietly falls again.
For the next few days, Han Feng stayed at the base, accompanied by the three women. During this time, the Aristocratic Alliance, under Han Feng's command, began to take action against the ancient martial arts world overseas.
Inside the command center of the Longyuan base, a holographic globe was displaying real-time energy fluctuations across the globe. As the purple light representing the Moon Spirit Clan and the blue light representing the Nether Crystal Clan successively went out, reports from the operators rose and fell:
"North America cleanup complete, three corrupted families eliminated!" "European branch reports: the ancient vampires beneath the Tower of London have sworn allegiance!" "Africa..."
Han Feng stood before the command platform, his eyes sparkling with starlight. Each report added green dots to the globe—marks of submission to the Star Soul Lord's order.
"Tell the Aristocratic Alliance," Han Feng's voice was calm yet carried an undeniable authority, "Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy."
Liu Mengran whispered a reminder from the side: "Wouldn't this be a bit too..."
"Too cruel?" Han Feng turned to look at her, his gaze softening. "Mengran, this isn't an ordinary power struggle. Any family that's been corrupted could become a conduit for external forces to descend."
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