Eighth-Order Late Stage

The entire Cosmic Star River was plunged into a deathly silence.

Inside the command ship, Wei Changkong and ten battle-hardened veterans stared blankly at the scene before them, their eyes even showing a hint of bewilderment.

The Nightfall Rippers... he's dead already??

That was Cosmic Foreign Races at the Eighth-Order Late Stage! Even the previous Guardian, Zhao Xin Hong, who was also at the Eighth-Order Late Stage, died at their hands.

Chen Fan... is only at the Eighth-Level Mid Stage.

They actually killed the Nightfall Rippers directly?

For a moment, Wei Changkong and his companions were overwhelmed with shock and disbelief, unsure of what to say.

In the Void, Chen Fan's figure floated silently, the aftershocks of energy around him had long since subsided, as if the events of just moments ago had nothing to do with him.

Chen Fan slowly raised his hand and made a gesture towards the center of the explosion.

A fist-sized ball of energy, radiating a warm glow, broke through the void and obediently flew into his palm like a weary bird returning to its nest.

Medium-Quality Universe Origin!

Chen Fan looked at the Universe Origin in his hand, a powerful aura of devouring involuntarily emanated from his body.

It seemed as if it wanted to devour this Universe Origin.

"With this piece of Universe Origin, my cultivation should be able to advance further!"

A smile appeared on Chen Fan's lips, and then, with a flash of light, Chen Fan's figure had silently returned to the command ship.

The soft light of the Universe Origin shone throughout the entire command ship.

This also drew everyone's attention.

"Gulp."

An old soldier swallowed hard.

Everyone then came to their senses and quickly bowed to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan sensed the shock in everyone's hearts, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face as he took the initiative to speak.

"Brother Wei, everyone, I have successfully completed my mission."

He gently handed the Universe Origin to Wei Changkong, his tone sincere.

"This is the shared spoils of our Thirteenth Node."

Wei Changkong's hands trembled uncontrollably. As he looked at the Universe Origin so close at hand, the tragic scene of the former Guardian Zhao Xin Hong dying in battle three months ago seemed to appear before his eyes.

A surge of hot tears welled up in his eyes, and the tough man's voice instantly became hoarse.

"Brother Zhao... may he rest in peace now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he straightened his back abruptly, brought his feet together, and gave Chen Fan a Federation military salute!

"Wei Changkong, Deputy Garrison Envoy of the Thirteenth Garrison Node, pays his respects to the Garrison Envoy!"

The ten veterans behind him stood at attention at the same moment, offering Chen Fan the highest military salute.

If their previous admiration for Chen Fan was merely based on his strength...

So now...

With the death of the Nightfall Rippers, Zhao Xin Hong's great revenge was achieved, and their attitude towards Chen Fan was completely won over.

Chen Fan accepted the greeting without hesitation.

He knew that from this moment on, he truly owned this team.

Immediately, Chen Fan's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"I need to immediately go into seclusion to refine this item and consolidate my cultivation. I entrust the defense of the node to you all."

"Rest assured Garrison Envoy!"

Wei Changkong responded decisively.

"We swear to defend the node to the death and will not allow anyone to disturb you in the slightest!"

Chen Fan nodded slightly, said no more, and turned to walk into the Control Room inside the command ship.

Piloting the warship, they returned to Thirteen Nodes with Wei Changkong and the others.

After returning to the node, Chen Fan went into the Quiet Chamber without hesitation and handed over the task of guarding the Thirteen Nodes to Wei Changkong and the others.

As the door to the Quiet Chamber slowly closed, he sat cross-legged, with the Medium-Quality Universe Origin floating in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The Life-and-Death Furnace operated at full power, and the vast energy, as if finding an outlet, transformed into a dazzling galaxy, which was entirely absorbed by the World Dao Mark within his Dantian.

As the Universe Origin was refined, Chen Fan once again entered that extremely mysterious state.

It felt as if every breath he took was an interaction with the entire universe, making Chen Fan feel as if he were lying in a gentle cradle.

As he entered this state, Chen Fan could clearly feel that his Life-and-Death Dao Mark was constantly improving at an extremely terrifying speed.

Along with this, Chen Fan's own aura also began to rise little by little at this moment.

When Chen Fan opened his eyes again, several days had passed in the Quiet Chamber.

An extremely terrifying aura instantly erupted from Chen Fan's body at that moment.

Rumble!!

An aura swept through the entire Quiet Chamber, accompanied by a series of booming sounds.

Eighth-Order Immortal Realm, late stage!

It's done.

Chen Fan felt his cultivation level, which was many times higher than before, and stood up with satisfaction.

"Now, even if I faced that Nightfall Rippers again, I could easily suppress it!"

The Eighth-Level Mid Stage to the Eighth-Order Late Stage may seem like just a small improvement, but the difference is actually quite significant.

Especially Chen Fan's Life-and-Death Dao Mark, which he obtained by refining the entire Ancient Realm.

"Not bad!"

Chen Fan's lips curled up slightly.

The Alloy Gate of the Quiet Chamber slid open silently to both sides.

Chen Fan walked out slowly.

"Whoosh!"

Wei Changkong and ten veterans, who had been waiting outside the door for countless days and nights, straightened their backs almost simultaneously.

"Lord Garrison Envoy Commander!"

Everyone bowed to Chen Fan.

Wei Changkong looked at Chen Fan, his pupils slightly contracting.

As the deputy Garrison Envoy of the Thirteen Nodes, he was also an Eighth-Level Mid Stage Martial Artist, and he felt that he could see through Chen Fan's background.

But now...

I can't see through it.

It's completely unfathomable.

If Chen Fan was once sharp and outstanding, now he is a bottomless Abyss.

How long has Chen Fan been here?

In less than a year, he had already advanced from the Early Stage of Rank Eight to a level that even he himself could not see through.

Although it is said that this has something to do with the Universe Origin, but...

This speed is already incredibly fast.

Congratulations on your successful departure from the Garrison Envoy!

Wei Changkong stepped forward and solemnly saluted Chen Fan.

A gentle smile appeared on Chen Fan's face. He reached out to support Wei Changkong's arm with a soft force.

"Brother Wei, you've worked hard. Everyone else has also worked hard."

Chen Fan's tone was sincere, without the slightest air of superiority.

"After several days of seclusion, I have only made slight progress. I trouble everyone to protect me."

Slight improvement?

Upon hearing these four words, Wei Changkong and the others' lips twitched in unison.

Damn it, you only made slight progress from the Eighth-Level Mid Stage to the Eighth-Order Late Stage?

For an ordinary person, it might take decades or even centuries to achieve such a breakthrough.

What a Versailles this is!