Inside the Hall of the Demon God. Shi Yan, Blood Fiend, Ji Lan, Fu Wei, Feng Han, Lin Xin, Gut, and Bass stood solemnly.

As for Zha Duo, Qi Ze, Feng Yan, and the others, they were not qualified to enter and could only wait outside the hall. Those entitled to be present were the true overlords and great devils of the Mayar Star Field, masters of their own domains.

Of course, gaining Shi Yan's trust was even more crucial than one's power. Shang Chen and An Liya were chatting and smiling in the center.

Shang Qiu and Sosia had already returned in advance to the Misty Illusion Star Field to arrange for the juniors from the Mayar Star Field who had been relocated, taking care of the concerns of those who chose to stay and defend. An Liya had remained on Demon Blood Star specifically to wait for Shang Chen, and her attitude now showed a distinct shift that Shang Chen could clearly sense.

Previously, on Yunshui Star in the Misty Illusion Star Field, An Liya had not entirely approved of getting too deeply involved with Shi Yan, believing it wouldn't benefit the Flowing Fire faction but would only bring trouble. She had also strongly opposed the emotional entanglement between her daughter and Shi Yan.

On this point, Sosia held the same opinion. Things were different now...

From the fact that she was willing to stay on Demon Blood Star voluntarily, Shang Chen knew her opinion of Shi Yan had greatly improved. If she didn't admire him, why would she offer such devoted assistance?

Shang Chen felt a secret gloom welling up inside. Could it be that the brat would truly get the prize?

Wouldn't that make him the laughingstock of Phelliet and Xuan He? "Those who stayed are absolutely trustworthy," Shi Yan suddenly spoke, offering Shang Chen a slight smile.

"Senior Shang, please reveal the facts so I can be fully informed." Blood Fiend, Bass, Gut, and the others all looked grim, their eyes full of expectation directed at Shang Chen, awaiting his good news. Who sincerely wished for death?

If they could survive well and still inflict heavy damage on the God Clan, wouldn't that be the most perfect outcome? Shang Chen's arrival signified a beacon of hope, stirring excitement deep within their hearts.

Simultaneously, every one of them was intensely curious about Shi Yan's identity, harboring secret doubts about whether An Liya's claims were entirely true. Could the energy that made the entire Star River dance truly have been initiated by Shi Yan?

They remained half-convinced, half-skeptical. Everything depended on Shang Chen to confirm.

"It's not direct enough to just talk about," Shang Chen smiled calmly amidst the expectant gazes. "Let's see it visually.

As for how things are, ask your... companions yourself; I can't guess what they are thinking." At these words, Blood Fiend, Fu Wei, Feng Han, and Lin Xin all froze, their faces clouded with confusion.

They increasingly felt that something was amiss. Could it be that An Liya had greatly exaggerated?

Otherwise, why would Shang Chen speak like this? It was clear he wasn't completely certain either.

This caused a sinking feeling in everyone's hearts; they felt uneasy and a shadow of doubt was cast over the matter. "To see it?

That sounds excellent; let me have a look then," Shi Yan nodded with a smile. Shang Chen raised a hand and tapped.

A mirror-like piece of transparent crystal spread flat in the void, shining like a radiant looking-glass, emitting a mysterious luster that undulated, subtly shifting. It was as if a pair of pupils were reflecting the scene...

The crystal hovered above them, beneath the palace hall, direct and clear, like a massive mirror surface. The figures within gradually changed from blurry to distinct, and one could even begin to faintly hear the clamor and noise, causing astonishment.

Shi Yan looked at the crystal and suddenly laughed genuinely. "Boss Shi Yan!" "Boss!" "Ha!

We see you!" "Are you alright...?" Exclamations of surprise erupted from the crystal, coming from Jiao Shan, Sha Yi, Wu Feng, Mo Fu, and others. These companions who had fought alongside him in the Wasteland, every survivor, were all present within the reflection.

There were even a few Shi Yan couldn't immediately name. They were all elites from various forces across the major Star Fields.

Upon returning, they had received focused cultivation from their families, and under the impetus of certain powers, they had charged into the Mayar Star Field, bringing numerous forces to fight for Shi Yan. "I brought three thousand warships from the Gu God Sect and thirty thousand warriors, all at the levels of God King, Origin God, and Void God.

There are six First Gods," Sha Yi reported. "We have two thousand warships, fifteen thousand warriors, and five First Gods, two of whom are at the second heaven of the First God realm," Jiao Shan stated.

"Our warships number four thousand, fifty thousand warriors, and seven First Gods!" Wu Feng declared. "My force is a bit smaller: one thousand warships, ten thousand warriors, four First Gods, but...

two are at the third heaven of the First God realm; they are my elders," Mo Fu specified. "My side..." "I have..." "We have..." Familiar faces in the crystal mirror laughed heartily as they enumerated the forces they had brought.

Blood Fiend, Bass, Fu Wei, Lin Xin, and Feng Han felt chills run down their spines, breaking out in cold sweat, their expressions turning incredibly strange. They looked toward Shi Yan in fear.

"How many exactly?" Shi Yan turned to Ji Lan and asked quietly. Ji Lan's face was pale, her voice trembling, "Nearly twenty thousand warships, one hundred seventy thousand warriors; two thousand Void Gods, thirty thousand Origin Gods, and First Gods...

there are nineteen First Gods, five of whom have reached the third heaven! Heavens!

This force can attack the Ancient God Star Field!" The others' faces contorted in shock; they were all stunned speechless, unable to suppress groans. Was this meant to be a decisive battle against the twelve families of the God Clan?

Fu Wei, Feng Han, and Lin Xin were utterly speechless, feeling that Shi Yan was clearly a monster, managing to gather such a force to come to the Mayar Star Field. The combined might of the Ascot family, the Fernandez family, and the Bai family would surely not match this power.

"This is only a portion of them," Shang Chen considered, feeling it necessary to be truthful. "The Celestial Demon Clan has definitely arrived.

Besides them... there is also the Bloodthirsty lineage; they are hidden, and I don't know their exact location, but they are certainly here." After a pause, Shang Chen added, "The unseen forces are likely even more terrifying.

If these three families manage to escape the Mayar Star Field this time, I'll twist my own head off for you." Blood Fiend, Fu Wei, Feng Han, and Lin Xin simultaneously wiped their brows. "Uh, fight all you want, but please don't destroy the Mayar Star Field!" Blood Fiend couldn't help but cry out.

Bass and Gut looked pleadingly at Shi Yan. "Our Demon Clan territory isn't vast.

Tell them to be careful. If they casually destroy our demon star, we'll have no home left.

You fellow... I truly admire you; how could you muster so much power?" Fu Wei, Feng Han, and Lin Xin could only offer wry smiles.

They suddenly felt immense pressure and didn't know what to say. "The three major families have already sent word, telling us to surrender; their usual tactic of sowing discord has arrived again," Shi Yan mused.

"Wait for my signal. Once they make a move, you all advance and surround them.

If we are going to fight this time, let's make it decisive." "Haha, don't worry, we are waiting for your word." "No problem. The Mayar Star Field will be our first stand against the God Clan; we must make it resounding.

We must severely wound the God Clan's vital strength!" "Waiting for your news!" Sha Yi, Wu Feng, and Mo Fu all laughed in response. Among the group, Shang Yingyue, with her clear and beautiful face, listened quietly, watching Shi Yan, watching Shang Chen and An Liya, remaining silent.

As the conversation drew to a close, she softly called out, "Be careful." Shi Yan smiled carelessly. ...

On the periphery of Demon Blood Star. On the viewing platform of a warship, Fick, Lanote, and Bai Can suddenly found their fine wine tasteless and voluntarily ceased their conversation.

They waited in silence, anticipating anomalies from Demon Blood Star, waiting for defectors to emerge. It had been five days.

Demon Blood Star remained completely undisturbed, showing not the slightest hint of abnormality, and not a single person had voluntarily left. They were gradually growing restless.

Innumerable dense barriers, restrictions, and perilous zones encircled the star's edge, brilliant like rainbows, strangely beautiful, yet terrifyingly dangerous. Hundreds of chariots belonging to the Shadow Race patrolled the surroundings, having thoroughly mapped the conditions outside Demon Blood Star.

Every member of the Shadow Race who returned wore a grave expression, reporting that Demon Blood Star's defenses were extremely tight, like impenetrable iron, with not a single seam of safety. They had all informed Belo that a forced assault would result in a devastating price.

Fick, Lanote, and Bai Can, hearing Belo's explanation, saw their casual demeanor vanish, finally taking the issue of Demon Blood Star seriously. "It defies logic; their internal structure hasn't collapsed, which differs from our usual experiences," Belo stated.

"And no one has voluntarily defected from Demon Blood Star," Sloan frowned deeply. "Either no one is defecting, or...

defectors are being instantly killed, deterring anyone else from trying. I lean toward the latter." "I agree with the latter," Bai Can nodded.

"A Star Field retaining all sorts of mixed and motley forces absolutely has cowards who fear trouble. I believe many on Demon Blood Star fear us and want to flee, but they are being...

restrained." Fick and Lanote also agreed in unison that this was the most likely scenario. "Their response time is fast; clearly, suppressing those defectors isn't simple.

It seems conventional methods won't work," Belo murmured softly. "So, it has to be taken by force?" Fick frowned.

Belo nodded helplessly. "If they won't cause internal chaos or come out, we must pay a price to kill them." "You mentioned their defenses are impenetrable.

Crossing those barriers will be fraught with danger; taking them by force will surely incur a significant cost, won't it?" Lanote asked solemnly. "I can try to open a passage," Belo smiled slightly.

"I cultivate Spatial Profundity. If a direct assault is necessary, I can attempt it.

If I can carve out a single path through, Demon Blood Star will inevitably suffer a crushing defeat, which will also be a major blow to their morale." Belo was a Spatial Profundity expert at the second heaven of the First God realm, a truly rare type of individual in the vast universe. Such individuals excel at piercing through layers of barriers and clearing a path.

The leaders of the God Clan were instantly invigorated by this. "Good!

If you can break open a path, I will waive all previous failures of your Shadow Race in the Mayar Star Field and grant you handsome rewards!" Fick laughed loudly and decisively issued the command. "Begin immediately!" "I obey the Clan Leader's orders." Belo accepted the command and moved away.

He ordered all the Shadow Race members to retreat, forbidding anyone from approaching Demon Blood Star. He did not use a chariot, instead moving alone to the route Shang Chen had previously traveled, squinting his eyes as he examined the area, secretly circulating his Spatial Profundity.

He intended to tear open space at its weakest point, forcibly creating a passage directly into the heart of Demon Blood Star. If he succeeded, the God Clan could advance unimpeded, rendering Demon Blood Star's formidable defenses useless...

Third Update~~(To be continued)RQ