Within the main hall of the Void Palace Cluster, Emperor Yan stood with his eyes closed, maintaining a silent vigil, yet extending a sliver of consciousness across the expanse of time and space to monitor the energy fluctuations emanating from Luo Feng’s bio-ship. Any aberrant surge would instantly alert him.

"Emperor Yan pays too much heed to that human; he remains stationed here," Venerable Ba Feng mused internally. "As one of the apex beings among the Universe Masters, there is absolutely no need for him to concern himself with some insignificant human youth." Yet, outwardly, Venerable Ba Feng stood obediently behind Emperor Yan, his face a mask of respect and awe.

"Hm?" Emperor Yan abruptly opened his eyes.

Whoosh!

A scene materialized in the void ahead. The bio-ship had halted, and simultaneously, the golden-armored youth emerged, causing a bewildering, vibrant emerald light to bloom around him.

"God-Kingdom Teleportation?" Emperor Yan's expression shifted to surprise. He thought, Has my Third Junior Brother given up and decided to leave?

Even within a space-locking zone, God-Kingdom Teleportation was possible. Unlike instantaneous movement, which was restricted, the latter operated on entirely different principles, such as within the sacrificial tower on Yan Ji Continent.

"This Human, Dao He King, must be frightened," Venerable Ba Feng declared respectfully. "He has likely foreseen the imminent arrival of many alien race Supremes and is certainly preparing to flee back to the Human territory via God-Kingdom Teleportation."

"It's for the best if he escapes," Emperor Yan murmured with a light smile. "Consider the little fellow lucky."

"It is Emperor Yan’s benevolence. Were Emperor Yan to act, mastering a localized spacetime, he wouldn't even have a sliver of hope to flee," Venerable Ba Feng added.

Emperor Yan merely watched the projection with a faint smile, offering no rebuttal.

"Hm?" Emperor Yan's expression flickered slightly.

In the projection, Luo Feng waved a hand, and an unsightly alien Undying being appeared. It first prostrated itself before Luo Feng in a gesture of deep respect, then stepped into the bewildering emerald light, executing a God-Kingdom Teleportation and vanishing. Luo Feng, however, did not depart; instead, he returned to his bio-ship and continued his advance.

"He didn't teleport back?" Emperor Yan frowned. "Why send a servant back?"

Venerable Ba Feng, standing behind his colossal form, also showed a flicker of doubt.

"The first alien Supremes have seen him," Emperor Yan smiled, turning his gaze toward another sector of the void. Piercing through layers of spatial obstruction, a scene tens of thousands of light-years away floated into view: a giant serpent, its abdomen silvery-white and its back dark blue-black, bearing two wings. Nine horns sprouted from its brow, each forked and curved like branches, twisting together to form a crown. Its pair of eyes, a mix of emerald and faint gold, swept across the void with cold intensity. As if sensing Emperor Yan's scrutiny, it slightly lowered its head in deference.

"The Demon Race's Evil Wing Cult Master," Venerable Ba Feng identified.

"An ambitious and quite powerful Hegemon of the Universe," Emperor Yan commented casually. Suddenly, he looked in another direction. The void rippled, revealing a scene: an elder of the Mud Frog race, clutching a black scepter. This elder also sensed the gaze and bowed slightly in respect.

"Mud Frog Sage," Emperor Yan whispered. "The first two to arrive are not ordinary."

"The third one is coming..."

Emperor Yan shifted his focus again. The void before him brought forth a view from hundreds of thousands of light-years away: an alien supreme being, handsome and humanoid in appearance, yet bearing two curved horns on its head, each as thick as a thigh, intertwined around its divine body like braids. Its pair of sapphire-blue eyes resembled starlit orbs, penetrating the soul.

This alien Supreme also offered a slight bow.

"Venerable Masha," Emperor Yan softly stated. "He possesses a Domain-type ultimate treasure. Among the three, if Luo Feng encounters him, escape will be most difficult."

Venerable Ba Feng intoned deeply, "Evil Wing Cult Master, Mud Frog Sage, Venerable Masha—all are famous supreme existences across the universe, each possessing formidable techniques. Evil Wing Cult Master belongs to the peak Demon Race; Mud Frog Sage leads an entire race; and Venerable Masha holds that Domain-type ultimate treasure. Dao He King Luo Feng will find it hard to escape any one of them."

Emperor Yan smiled.

"Third Junior Brother, prepare for the feast I have laid out for you," Emperor Yan thought silently.

Boom!

The divine power supplying the main hall abruptly weakened, causing the radius of the spatial lock to instantly shrink by a hundred light-years.

In the void of the Yan Mystery Realm, upon a floating fragment of a star, the massive, serpentine body of the Evil Wing Cult Master slowly slid forward. His icy eyes gazed into the distance.

"According to the disseminated information, Dao He King should be right there," the Evil Wing Cult Master rumbled, his voice so low it sounded like two planets colliding. "Dao He! Your ultimate treasures... they will all be mine!"

Swish!

He instantly teleported, rapidly closing the distance.

"For the sake of the Mud Frog Race! I must obtain Dao He King's ultimate treasures," the Mud Frog elder clutching the black scepter murmured, simultaneously initiating a teleportation toward the location publicized in the intel.

"I possess a Domain-type ultimate treasure. If I add a Soul-type ultimate treasure, or a Flying Palace-type ultimate treasure... even a Universe Master would find it hard to kill me," the strangely beautiful Venerable Masha mused, caressing his twisted horns before taking a step and teleporting away.

Emperor Yan had broadcast the message widely to all major forces in the universe. Due to the extensive dissemination, ordinary Universe Venerables dared not interfere. Moreover, the Hegemons of the Universe possessed superior power, resulting in the first three to arrive all being Universe Hegemons!

The bio-ship decelerated and stopped.

"The space lock vanished?" Luo Feng stood in the void... observing the boundless mist (materialized cosmic energy) filling the space ahead.

"Why would my Second Senior Brother be kind enough to deactivate the space lock?" Luo Feng closed his eyes, sensing meticulously. His Demon-killing Clone’s perception of space was in no way inferior to a Universe Venerable's. Following the spatial fluctuations, he probed outward toward the direction of the Yan God Race, clearly sensing that the spatial disturbances nearly a hundred light-years away had completely ceased.

"It hasn't been deactivated; it has merely shrunk."

"Whatever trick you're playing, reducing the scope of the spatial lock has saved me over a century of flight time." Luo Feng waved his hand, recalling the bio-ship, and took a step, teleporting away.

Only seconds after Luo Feng teleported—

A colossal, serpentine shadow with wings materialized out of thin air.

"A teleportation fluctuation!" The Evil Wing Cult Master's emerald eyes were filled with excitement. He, the Mud Frog Sage, and Venerable Masha appeared from widely separate locations, making it impossible for them to sense each other's teleportation. Being the closest, the Evil Wing Cult Master naturally approached Luo Feng first.

For a Universe Venerable, a distance within a thousand light-years might allow sensing a teleportation fluctuation.

"It must be him."

The Evil Wing Cult Master flapped his massive wings, his serpentine tail whipping out, and with a single teleportation, he rushed forward.

Luo Feng had arrived precisely at the outermost edge of the space-locking zone.

"My Second Senior Brother suddenly reduced the locking range?" Luo Feng stood in the faintly misty void, glancing behind him. "Have those aliens arrived?"

"Who cares," Luo Feng became a streak of light, plunging directly into the space-locking area.

"Boom~~~~" As Luo Feng flew into the sealed region, the colossal form of the Evil Wing Cult Master appeared. He spotted the figure within the streak of light in the distance at once.

"Human Dao He!" The Evil Wing Cult Master's extremely low voice resonated, transmitted directly through divine power.

Whoosh!

The Evil Wing Cult Master sped in pursuit.

Luo Feng maintained a speed approaching light-speed as he flew through the Yan Mystery Realm, glancing back at the Evil Wing Cult Master chasing him.

"You can't catch me," Luo Feng dismissed him.

"Human Dao He, you cannot escape!" the Evil Wing Cult Master bellowed from behind.

Luo Feng paid him no mind, continuing his straight flight at near light-speed. This was already his maximum velocity; any faster would push him to light-speed and into the Dark Universe. It was known that the coordinates to the Dark Universe in the star-space surrounding the Yan God Race were completely masked; entering it would waste significant time.

"Law Domain!" The Evil Wing Cult Master suddenly unleashed his Law Domain. Instantly, the area spanning hundreds of millions of kilometers was engulfed in a Time Law Domain, enveloping Luo Feng as well.

"Boom!"

Luo Feng burned his divine power, his aura surging mightily, yet his speed remained precisely near light-speed, undiminished.

"A mere Law Domain is useless," Luo Feng glanced back at the Evil Wing Cult Master, then suddenly detected two powerful fluctuations appearing in quick succession, shocking him. "Not good, there are other pursuers."

The Evil Wing Cult Master also sensed trouble and looked back.

Two powerful presences were rapidly closing in, one slightly ahead and one trailing—it was the Mud Frog Sage and Venerable Masha. They teleported in sequentially, breaching the space-locking zone, and began chasing from behind.

Luo Feng fled, pursued by three Universe Hegemons. However, within the space-locking zone, none could utilize teleportation.

"Hahahaha, Old Mud-man, Evil Wing... this is a space-locking area. Your Law Domains can at best affect Dao He King; they are far from enough to kill or trap him. It seems luck is on my side, heaven favors me—the Soul-type ultimate treasure will be mine!" Venerable Masha, in the rear, laughed heartily.

"Nine Hundred Million Sand River Domains, activate!"

Venerable Masha's booming voice echoed in the ears of the Evil Wing Cult Master and the Mud Frog Sage.

Within the vast spherical region spanning hundreds of millions of kilometers, the space filled with countless particles resembling sand. Each microscopic grain was incredibly resilient. Though the power of an individual grain was minimal, their combined might could easily annihilate a Universe Venerable.

"Damn it," the Evil Wing Cult Master's eyes flared with rage as he looked at Venerable Masha from a distance. "Masha, I deserve a share of this ultimate treasure!"

"Venerable Masha, don't be so greedy," the Mud Frog Sage also addressed the Masha far behind him.

"What is mine will be mine! Ah! Damn old Mud Frog, you dare attack me!" Venerable Masha's handsome face contorted in fury. "It’s useless; your soul attack methods aren't strong enough, at best you can only affect me. I won't waste words with you two!"

"Human Dao He, die! The treasure is mine!"

As Venerable Masha exerted control, Boom! Countless grains of sand, each emitting a faint gleam, converged furiously upon Luo Feng. As the sand amassed, their power continuously layered, forming a massive vortex of particles that swept directly toward Luo Feng.

In the main hall of the Yan God Race's Void Palace Cluster, Emperor Yan watched everything unfold. "Third Junior Brother, if those few ultimate treasures of yours are seized, don't blame Second Senior Brother. Who told you to desire that Immortal Armor."