The Ancient God Star Domain. This domain is the heartland of the ruling Divine Race, boundless and immense, dotted with thousands of life stars, mineral stars, suns, and moons, all garrisoned by powerful members of the Divine Race.

The Ancient God Star Domain is comprised of seven Domain Seas, similar to those in the Mist Illusion Star Domain, formed by countless spatial channels. The seven Domain Seas are situated in seven cardinal directions across the Ancient God Star Domain; each sea contains anywhere from a few to a dozen or so life stars, each bearing Divine Race warships.

Through these spatial channels, vast numbers of warships and carriers traverse daily. The seven Domain Seas of the Ancient God Star Domain constitute the most vibrant and prosperous nexus in the cosmos.

Whenever the Divine Race conquers a star domain, annexing it as their supplementary garden, they plunder prodigious amounts of resources. These resources are shipped to the Divine Race over long years, categorized, and then absorbed by the great families, refined into elixirs, armor, and divine weaponry, rendering every Divine Race family exceedingly wealthy, capable of arming every collateral descendant to the teeth.

The seven Domain Seas connect dozens of star domains, the majority of which are vassals forced into submission by the Divine Race. The Divine Race maintains garrisons in those star domains, suppressing the local martial artists, compelling their loyalty and service, ensuring no thought of betrayal, and funneling all mined crystals from a domain back to the Ancient God Star Domain.

But in recent days, the returning members of the Divine Race from the seven Domain Seas have not carried large quantities of resources; they carried only their elite combat implements. The Divine Race members scattered across those dozens of star domains, summoned by their respective families, returned through the Domain Seas.

They rested within the Domain Seas, met with their family patriarchs, and witnessing the endless stream of warships gathering in the Domain Seas, they sensed that a tempest poised to sweep the entire sea of stars was imminent. While resting in the Domain Seas, many Divine Race members detected several terrifying surges of energy flashing past, heading toward their ancestral home star, the Ancient God Continent.

In one of the Domain Seas. Many Divine Race members were indulging in revelry, preparing for the coming war, when suddenly, many fell silent, staring up at the heavens in shock.

A meteor streaked out of a spatial channel, trailing flames. Within the meteor, a figure could vaguely be perceived, seemingly asleep.

It flashed through the channel, carrying earth-shattering fluctuations, and sped directly toward the Ancient God Continent. “Elder Starfire has returned as well!” A member of the Divine Race cried out in astonishment, bowing deeply toward the direction where the meteor vanished, his face etched with reverence.

Many other Divine Race members stopped their drinking and amusement, kneeling on one knee, offering their respect to the blurred figure within the meteor. “I never expected Elder Starfire to still be alive.

The last time he appeared was three thousand years ago, and even then, he was at the peak of the Prime God realm. After all this time with no news, we assumed he was long dead.

To think he has returned now.” One marveled. “His appearance means the Elders place extreme importance on this war.” “Indeed.

After another ten thousand years, it is only natural for us to be challenged, but our Race will surely achieve the final victory!” “Of course. In this vast sea of stars, what race or domain can possibly contend with ours?” “The might of our Race now surpasses even that of the Bloodthirsty Lineage ten thousand years ago.

Even Heaven itself cannot overturn the enduring prosperity of our Race!” All members of the Divine Race were filled with confidence, the accumulation of ten millennia of pride. For ten thousand years, the Divine Race had been virtually invincible; every star domain their banner touched became their territory.

They had been winning for so long that they instinctively believed they would never know defeat. The Heavenly God Peak on the Ancient God Continent.

A fiery meteor crashed down, resembling a gigantic, blazing coffin, yet radiating an intense, bone-chilling coldness. An aged, withered Divine Race member, his face drawn but eyes brilliantly sharp, stood before the main hall of the Ancient God Temple, staring deeply at the fiery meteor that had landed right before them.

Inside the intensely cold meteor, the brow of a sleeping elder of the Divine Race twitched. In the next instant, he materialized outside the meteor.

He inhaled sharply, and the meteor shrank into a piece of chilling stone, which he slipped into his mouth and swallowed whole. With the meteor inside him, his vital essence seemed to slightly strengthen, and he looked toward his old friends standing before the Ancient God Temple gates.

“Starfire, it’s been three thousand years. I never thought you’d still be alive.” A Divine Race elder suddenly sighed with deep emotion.

“If you, Feng Jue, are still well, how could I possibly die so quickly?” Starfire glanced deeply at him, then suddenly said with a chilling tone, “Are all the necessary people assembled? Can we convene the meeting?” “Now that you are here, everyone is accounted for.” Feng Jue smiled calmly and stepped into the Ancient God Temple.

Starfire snorted coldly and followed into the temple. Within the hall sat numerous aged members of the Divine Race, all appearing on the verge of returning to the dust, yet strangely, the vitality within the hall was extremely robust.

If anyone could survey the area with divine sense, they would discover the magnetic field of life here was staggering. “Starfire has arrived; we can begin the meeting,” Feng Jue called out softly.

Three days later, the masses of Divine Race warships that had been idling in the seven Domain Seas for some time began to stir like colossal dragons, entering the spatial channels one by one. The Wudong Star Domain, the territory of the Gu God Cult.

On this day, in the far western reaches of the Wudong Star Domain, a barrier of the void was violently torn open, and tens of thousands of Divine Race warships silently materialized. As soon as the warships appeared, they dispersed like a swarm of locusts, ravaging the Wudong Star Domain.

They mercilessly slaughtered the martial artists on the life stars along their path, sparing only the lives of the mortals. They proceeded unchecked, acting like bayonets and sharp blades, annihilating everything related to the Gu God Cult in the Wudong Star Domain, ferociously destroying and consuming it.

This enraged the Gu God Cult leadership, who deployed their elites, engaging in a relentless battle against the Divine Race warships. Similar scenes unfolded in the Mote Star Domain, the Heavenly Wolf Star Domain, the Black River Star Domain, the Tumu Star Domain, and others… All factions that participated in the battle for the Maya Star Domain were subjected to massive invasions by the Divine Race.

All twelve families of the Divine Race launched their forces simultaneously, even recalling the powerful experts they had stationed in other domains to maintain deterrence. With a bloody and insane fervor, they enacted a bloodbath against all who dared challenge the Divine Race’s majesty.

Every corner of the sea of stars was plunged into devastation; this war swept across the heavens, erupting simultaneously in every major star domain. The Gu God Cult, the Jiao family, and the Wu family all sensed an unprecedented pressure, truly witnessing the source of the Divine Race’s power that allowed them to dominate both internal and external domains for ten thousand years.

Take the Wudong Star Domain, for instance: several hundred life stars, a billion mortals, and only about ten million martial artists. Those reaching the Divine King realm or higher usually numbered only a few tens of thousands, with a few hundred at the Void God realm, and typically no more than twenty at the Prime God realm—this was typical for a high-level star domain.

Yet, the invading force of the Divine Race in the Wudong Star Domain numbered only ten thousand, yet they drove the Gu God Cult into constant retreat. The Divine Race held overwhelming advantages in warships, combat proficiency, individual power, profound laws (Aoyi), and the sheer number of experts.

The quality of secret treasures, armor, and elixirs held by every Divine Race martial artist was so high it left the locals hopelessly behind. The arriving Divine Race members almost all possessed one or several Divine-grade secret treasures, and while most were only first or second grade, their power was immense.

Meanwhile, the best weapon possessed by a martial artist of the Gu God Cult at the Divine King realm was merely Saint-grade, and often they only had one such item. In terms of weaponry, elixirs, and armor, the Gu God Cult was completely disadvantaged.

Furthermore, the Divine Race, tempered by constant warfare, possessed incredibly rich combat experience, along with a greater number of peak experts. Among the ten thousand arriving Divine Race members, several hundred had reached the Void God realm, each mastering profound laws and possessing endless techniques.

Through ten thousand years of accumulation, the Divine Race comprehensively dominated other star domain experts in profound laws, secret treasures, armor, elixirs, and combat experience. The Wudong Star Domain, the Mote Star Domain, and the Heavenly Wolf Star Domain were all on the verge of collapse.

Under the onslaught of the Divine Race, martial artists suffered massive casualties; some star domains faced even grimmer scenarios than the Maya Star Domain battle. News of the situation in the sea of stars spread to every remote domain, terrifying all forces harboring ill intent, who immediately abandoned any notion of crossing the Divine Race.

The forces dependent on the Divine Race became even more compliant than usual, strictly confining their subordinates and forbidding them from leaving their domains recently. When the Divine Race finally bared its fangs, the entire sea of stars shuddered; races trembled in fear, and constant apprehension reigned among all.

The Divine Splendor Star Domain. This area fell under the jurisdiction of the Nether Emperor Race.

For ten thousand years, it was one of the rare regions undisturbed by the Divine Race, and this was no exception. Although the Divine Race was currently attacking and slaughtering across the major star domains, their warships had not approached this location, seemingly adhering to some unspoken accord.

On the Divine Splendor Continent, the ancestral star of the Nether Emperor Race, a magnificent complex of grand palaces was built in a valley filled with divine crystals. These palaces were nestled among mountains and lakes, resembling an infinitely intricate ancient formation.

Nearby, numerous abysses led deep into the continent’s interior, emanating intensely pure Nether Qi, which the Nether Emperor Race members absorbed as energy to nourish their bodies and souls. Within one of these abysses was an altar constructed entirely of bleached bones.

The altar was octagonal, with eight stone pillars at its corners, each wrapped around countless ferocious souls from the netherworld, all screaming and weeping mournfully. Audrey sat cross-legged upon the altar, eyes tightly shut.

With every exhalation, a thread of pure power was drawn from those ferocious souls and assimilated into her own spirit. There were billions of souls entwined around the eight pillars; even the weakest thread of pure power drawn from a single soul, when converged upon one person, would still be astonishing.

Beside the altar sat an incomparably beautiful woman, bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to Audrey, clearly sharing a blood relation. That day, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked sharply toward the sky.

A streak of lightning flashed across the sky of the Divine Splendor Continent, striking directly toward her location. From the lightning emerged a figure—his appearance ancient and strange, his frame thin, but his eyes were the color of blood red.

With a single step, he stood at the mouth of the abyss, smiled, and in a flash, appeared beside the altar where Audrey was cultivating. The beautiful woman regarded him coldly and huffed, “How rare.

Why would the chief executioner of the Bloodthirsty Lineage condescend to visit my Nether Emperor Race? Xuan He, when you roamed the inner domain, blood flowed in rivers wherever you went, and life stars turned into dead ones one by one.

Don't tell me you’ve come to bring death to the Nether Emperor Race as well?” “After all these years, you still resent me?” Xuan He rubbed his nose and smiled wickedly. “We shared an affair back in the day.

I don't even hold a grudge that you allied with the Divine Race to strike down my lineage; what more grievances do you hold?” The woman sneered, “When I begged you to come to the Nether Emperor Race back then, who was it that ruthlessly refused?” “Let’s not talk about the past,” Xuan He waved his hand, a strange light flickering in his scarlet eyes. He chuckled, “Adela, I’ve come today to discuss your brother.

I wish to see him.”