It Was Him

He didn't move, but simply transmitted the coordinates along with a brief command directly to Wei Changkong's Personal Computer.

"Handle it entirely; treat it as training."

In the Combat Command Room, Wei Changkong was shocked upon receiving the message, his eyes blazing with ecstasy.

"Brothers!" Wei Changkong roared, "Get to work!"

"Roar!!"

The ten veterans responded with the resounding clang of weapons being drawn and an overwhelming aura of menace.

The menacing warship silently sailed out of the node once again. This time, it was several times faster than before, like a shark that had smelled blood, pouncing straight on its prey.

The course of the battle was entirely predictable.

As the Shadow Race Scout Ship was still shrieking triumphantly upon discovering the unclaimed Origin Source, the warship piloted by Wei Changkong and his companions ruthlessly smashed through their shields.

The veterans, having returned to their peak, unleashed a terrifying fighting force that even they themselves found astounding.

Completely crushing!

The battle ended in just thirty breaths.

When Wei Changkong and the others returned with their spoils and the Secondary Origin, they were all drenched in sweat, but their faces were beaming with triumphant smiles, as if they had released a century's worth of pent-up frustration.

Chen Fan appeared before them, took the Secondary Origin, and glanced at their excited faces before saying only a few words.

"Well done."

Then, in front of everyone, he ignited a wisp of gray flame in his palm and began to refine the Origin Source.

A faint but real sense of resonance reappeared, brief yet profound, giving him a deeper understanding of that great Sea of Will.

The next two months became the Hunting Season for the Thirteenth Garrison Node.

Every ten days to half a month, Secondary Origin of low quality would appear, and along with it, small groups of the Shadow Clan troops that had been attracted there would also arrive as expected.

Sometimes, Chen Fan would send Wei Changkong and others to use these Shadow Clan as whetstones, allowing them to rediscover their peak teamwork through repeated, exhilarating victories.

Sometimes, he was too lazy to even send out the warships. He would simply sense the coordinates in his Quiet Chamber and then casually flick his finger across the endless Void.

An Annihilation Dao Rhythm would traverse space, precisely erasing those small fry along with their warships.

In battles where the outcome was never in doubt, Wei Changkong and the others' awe of Chen Fan had long since evolved into worship.

For the Shadow Clan in this Star Domain, the Thirteenth Garrison Node gradually transformed from a gathering place of remnants that could be mocked at will into a death zone that people feared to even mention.

A black hole into which no one can ever emerge alive.

Time flies by.

Two months later, on a certain day.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

At the same time, all the alarm systems at the entire Thirteenth Garrison Node emitted a sharp wail!

In the Command Center, on the huge Holographic Star Map, a golden ball of light, as bright as the sun, appeared out of thin air without any warning!

The intensity of that energy fluctuation, and the purity of the laws it emitted, far exceeded any previous occurrence by a hundred times!

"Grown ups!"

Wei Changkong rushed into the Command Center immediately. He stared intently at the golden light on the Star Map, his voice trembling violently with extreme excitement and tension.

"It's a high-quality Universe Origin! According to energy model analysis, this... this will be Medium-Quality Universe Origin!"

All the veterans on duty stopped what they were doing at that moment, their hearts pounding.

In Quiet Chamber.

Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

The calm in his eyes vanished without a trace, replaced by a burning fighting spirit.

He could clearly sense that with the appearance of this medium-quality Origin Source, three powerful auras, like deep-sea behemoths awakened by the alluring scent of blood, were simultaneously opening their greedy eyes in three different directions in this desolate Star Domain.

Moreover, it is rapidly approaching the Origin Source at an alarming speed!

The door to the Quiet Chamber slid open silently.

Chen Fan took a step forward and appeared in the Core Zone of Command Center in the next instant.

His gaze calmly swept across the Holographic Star Map, taking in the dazzling golden orb that shone like the sun, as well as the three scarlet points of light that were rapidly approaching from different directions.

Wei Changkong and ten veterans were already fully armed, formed Battle Formation, and stood at attention, waiting.

Their Qi and Blood burned like in a furnace, and their suppressed fighting spirit, which had been pent up for who knows how long, soared into the sky.

"Set off."

Chen Fan shifted his gaze from the Star Map to Wei Changkong and the others.

"Yes, sir!"

Wei Changkong roared, as if he wanted to unleash all the humiliation that had been building up in his chest.

The ten veterans behind him responded in unison, their shouts merging into a deafening roar.

The massive army behind them surged into the warship the instant the order was given.

The menacing warship silently glided out of the node, the runes on its surface lighting up one by one, and its engines were propelled like a streak of Stream of Light, heading straight for the coordinates of the Universe Origin at an extremely fast speed.

Moments later, the warship arrived at a desolate Star Domain where meteorites floated.

That golden Universe Origin was quietly floating in the center of the Asteroid Belt, emanating an alluring aura that would drive even Eighth-Order powerhouses mad.

Almost at the same time.

"Sizzle!!"

A massive spatial rift was violently torn open, and a starship burst forth from it, appearing on the other side of the Asteroid Belt.

Two warships stood facing each other from a distance.

Inside the main control room of the Shadow Clan warship, a holographic projection suddenly lit up, and a powerful Shadow Clan figure with a face shrouded in shadow appeared on the screen.

His gaze swept over Chen Fan's warships, and when he saw the familiar ship numbers, he couldn't help but let out a strange laugh.

"Heh heh heh... Who do we have here? It's just the remnants of that old bastard Zhao Xin Hong's army. What, wasn't the lesson from last time enough? You still dare to come out and die?"

Wei Changkong stared intently at the figure, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.

The Shadow Race Lord's gaze moved slowly, sweeping contemptuously over Wei Changkong and the others, finally settling on Chen Fan stood at the very front of the group.

"Oh? And you even brought a callow Human Race brat as a burial offering."

The Shadow Race Leader scoffed.

"It seems the Thirteenth Node is truly empty. Perfect, I'll use your blood to help me seize this Origin Source!"

Despite the man's mockery, Chen Fan remained calm, simply turning his head slightly to look at Wei Changkong.

"Senior Wei, were they the ones who killed the former Guardian?"

Wei Changkong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he spoke.

It's him!

"This person is the Nightfall Rippers, possessing the cultivation of the Eighth-Order Late Stage. Guardian Zhao... died at his hands!"

"Knew."

Chen Fan nodded slightly.