Going Home

He turned to face the dozens of Alien Races Golden Body whose auras were filled with fear and whose laws were even beginning to malfunction.

The battlefield was deathly silent.

The earth-shattering divine power fluctuations and the Stars- shattering collision of laws have all vanished.

Only Chen Fan remained, standing silently in the center of the Void. His pure golden eyes swept across the entire area, his gaze filled with an absolute indifference as if he were looking down upon the birth and death of Stars.

This is more chilling than any vicious threat.

That was a crushing defeat on a level of life itself.

"Gulp."

A Demon Race with Golden Body swallowed hard. He felt as if his immortal demonic body was about to crumble from its Origin Source core under the other's gaze.

The dozens of surviving Human Race Golden Body experts had now gathered behind Gu Ci.

They were all wounded, some with cracks all over their Golden Bodies, and some with dimmed Origin Source, but every one of them was staring at Chen Fan's not-so-tall back with fervent eyes.

"Today I have just entered the Golden Body, and I do not wish to commit further acts of killing."

Chen Fan spoke, his youthful voice ringing out calmly, clearly imprinted into the minds of every Golden Body expert.

He paused, then uttered three words.

"Get out, or die."

Boom!

These three words were more lethal than any previous divine power, slamming them down on the dignity of all the Alien Races Golden Bodies.

A fiery-tempered Demon Race with two horns on his head, his Golden Body bulging with veins, his eyes turning bloodshot.

He had traversed the Star Sea for hundreds of thousands of years, and had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace! To be reprimanded in such a condescending tone by a mere youth who had just broken through to the next level?

Just as he was about to roar, a withered hand pressed down on his shoulder like an iron clamp.

It was an Alien Races clad in a gray robe, exuding an incredibly ancient aura. He stared intently at Chen Fan, his murky eyes filled with unyielding apprehension.

He shook his head at the powerful Demon Race, very slowly but with tremendous force.

Don't speak!

To open your mouth is to die!

The child's eyes told him that he wasn't threatening or showing off; he was simply stating a fact, like a god telling mortals that it would rain.

The Demon Race's eyes blazed with fury and resentment, but in the shadow of death, it all transformed into a tide of humiliation that overwhelmed his reason.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

After struggling for several breaths between extreme humiliation and the instinctive fear of death, the ancient Alien Races Golden Body powerhouse was the first to lower his head, which had been proud for countless eons.

Without a word, he turned around, used all his strength to tear open a Spatial Rift, and his figure disappeared in the raging torrents in a disheveled state.

His retreat became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"Walk!"

"Run!!"

The remaining powerful beings of Alien Races with Golden Bodies were granted a general amnesty.

They dared not look at Chen Fan again, as if his figure itself was a taboo that could burn their Divine Souls.

Spatial Rifts were torn open one after another, and figures who once commanded respect and influence within their respective clans were now fleeing in panic, like stray dogs.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield, which had been teeming with killing intent and where gods had shed blood, was now only Human Race.

We won...

Just like that... they won?

Wei Yan, Ling Feng, and the others watched this scene, their minds blank.

Chen Fan then slowly turned around and looked at Shen Xuan, Wei Yan, and the others who were imprisoned in the Demonic Qi cage.

The godlike indifference on his face vanished instantly upon seeing his companions' miserable state, replaced by a smile that everyone knew all too well.

He waved his hand casually.

The seemingly indestructible cage of Demonic Qi, laid down by the Mozi Sha with his Origin Power, shattered silently, inch by inch, like Glazed Crystal exposed to sunlight, dissipating into the purest energy in the air.

"Let's go," Chen Fan grinned at his still-dazed companions, "Going home for dinner."

Deep within the galaxy, in an ancient training ground shrouded in chaos, where no one can see into its depths.

A man dressed in simple white clothes was watching everything happening on the Light Screen in front of him. His face was blurred, as if obscured by the road, but a satisfied smile was clearly visible on his lips.

It was the White Emperor.

He watched Chen Fan and his group prepare to leave, then counted on his fingers, his smile deepening.

"No madness, no life... This domineering spirit reminds me of my younger days."

He murmured to himself, his voice seemingly able to travel through the river of time.

"Now that we've broken through to a higher realm, it's time to change our approach from here on out."

"Hmm... it's about time. This year's college entrance exams should begin."

Nine-Star Land of Opportunity.

Gu Ci gave Chen Fan a deep look. In his eyes, which had been frozen for millennia, a thousand thoughts flashed, including pride and satisfaction, but he suppressed them all and resumed his icy expression, keeping strangers at bay.

He didn't ask any further questions, but instead unleashed his Golden Body power, tearing open a spatial passage that was more stable than any of the previous ones.

Let's go.

"Okay, teacher!"

Chen Fan was the first to skip and hop into the passage. His harmless appearance left Wei Yan and the others, who had just witnessed his divine power, in a daze.

Shen Xuan, Tuo Bashan, and Su Qingyue followed closely behind, embarking on their journey home with great excitement.

The radiance flows and shifts.

When everyone's feet touched solid ground again, they had returned to the Human Race Prodigies Training Camp on Blue Star.

The blinding sunlight, the fresh air, and the distant training chants all seemed so unreal.

The medical team, which had been waiting there, rushed up immediately under the leadership of Chief Instructor Zhao Xin and surrounded Wei Yan, Ling Feng and the other wounded.

Ignoring the commotion, Gu Ci walked up to Chen Fan and the other three, his gaze sweeping over each of them.

"Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, Tuo Bashan, the three of you have a decent foundation, but your mental states are fluctuating too much. You are to immediately go into seclusion for one month and are not allowed to leave."

"Yes, instructor!"

The three responded in unison, their faces filled with excitement and conviction.

Finally, Gu Ci's gaze fell on Chen Fan.

"You, come with me."

He turned around, took Chen Fan, and went straight back to that familiar villa.

"Your breakthrough was too rapid. Your foundation seems perfect, but it's actually superficial. You haven't truly merged with your Divine Soul." Gu Ci's voice was stern and unquestionable. "From now on, you're not allowed to go anywhere. You'll remain here in seclusion until you've completely internalized this power as your own instinct. You may not emerge until then!"

"Yes, teacher." Chen Fan nodded obediently.

Seeing Chen Fan's appearance, Gu Ci sighed inwardly, but in the end, he couldn't help but reach out and rub his head.

"Go."

"Good."

Chen Fan watched his teacher leave before closing the villa door and sitting cross-legged in the center of the living room.