The Boundary Sea

"The path to Martial God is no longer about borrowing. It's about Transcendence this universe, becoming self-sufficient, creating your own laws, and transforming your own Dao into a real universe."

"At that time, your words will be the law, your will will be the way, and Ten Thousand Dao will submit to you."

Chen Fan was utterly shaken.

A universe of its own!

These four words, like a thunderclap that split the heavens and the Sea of Consciousness, revealing a magnificent world he had never seen before.

The White Emperor seemed to read his mind and continued speaking.

"Your Divine Kingdom in the Palm is already in its nascent stage, its foundation even surpassing that of any Martial God in Human Race history. But ultimately, it was born under the rules of this universe and is bound by its will."

He paused, his gaze becoming incredibly profound, as if piercing through billions of years and spaces.

"To take that final step, you must go to the Beyond the Heavens."

"Go to that Chaos Void that even the will of this universe cannot reach. Go there to prove your Dao, complete your Law, and truly bring your Divine Kingdom to life."

The figure of the White Emperor began to slowly become illusory, like a bubble merging into the light.

Before he completely vanished, a faint voice echoed directly in Chen Fan's Sea of Consciousness, leaving behind final guidance.

"Beyond the Human Race Territory, at the edge of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, lies a Boundary Sea."

"That place is the graveyard of countless universes, both born and destroyed, and the cradle of a new path..."

"Your path is there."

Chen Fan's mind was stirred, and a blazing flame ignited from the depths of his Dao Heart, filling him with endless longing for that unknown chaos.

However, the White Emperor seemed to see through the almost bursting flame in his heart, and changed the subject, his indifferent tone carrying a hint of warning.

"But not now."

"Your Dao Fruit is too perfect; for those old fogies clinging to life at the End of the Era, it is the only hope to revitalize their decaying lives."

The White Emperor's gaze seemed to pierce through Chen Fan's body, landing on the nascent Miniature Universe in his Dantian.

"If you step into the Boundary Sea now, you will only become prey for all the Ancient Ancestors."

The burning passion in Chen Fan's heart was instantly extinguished by this bucket of cold water, turning into a state of clarity.

He recalled those terrifying, greedy wills from before.

If it weren't for the White Emperor's intervention, he would probably have been torn to pieces by those old things the moment he broke through, and devoured along with his Dao Fruit.

The White Emperor's gaze returned to Chen Fan, and he continued.

"Your current task is to guard this place. Use the chaotic laws of this Annihilation Star Domain and endless battles to completely solidify your nascent Divine Kingdom in the Palm."

"Let it transform from a supernatural power into a true part of your body and soul, allowing it to move at will, perfectly harmonious and without flaw."

He gave Chen Fan a promise, and also an agreement.

"Once you have perfected your Ninth Tier foundation to perfection, and no external force can shake your path, I will personally come to guide you to the rendezvous at the Boundary Sea."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's eagerness and longing gradually subsided.

He understood.

This is the care and protection of our elders, and also the safest arrangement. One must eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. At only fifteen years old, I have already reached the Ninth Tier; my foundation is still too shallow.

Without further hesitation, he bowed deeply once more to the White Emperor's fading figure, his voice utterly respectful.

"This junior will humbly follow your teachings, senior."

"Good."

The White Emperor left behind a single word, and his figure vanished completely from the Command Center like a wisp of smoke.

As his will departed, the frozen spacetime instantly resumed its flow.

The warning lights resumed their flickering, the data stream on the energy monitoring screen jumped wildly again, and everything inside the warship returned to normal.

"Governor... Garrison Envoy, you..."

Wei Changkong snapped out of his daze.

His and all the soldiers in the Command Center only remembered the moment the White Emperor descended; they knew nothing of what happened afterward.

Seeing Chen Fan standing unharmed, he quickly stepped forward, his voice filled with barely suppressed concern and doubt. The oppressive aura he had just experienced, even as a mere aftershock, had made this Eighth-Order Late Stage expert feel as insignificant as a speck of dust.

Chen Fan turned around, his face bearing that familiar humble smile, as if the supreme powerhouse whose words had become law had never appeared.

He waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone.

"It's nothing. He was just a senior who happened to be passing by. Seeing that I had just entered the Ninth Tier, he came to give me some pointers on my cultivation. It was a fortunate encounter."

"Opportunity?"

Wei Changkong was stunned. How terrifying must someone be to be addressed as a senior by someone who had just advanced to the Ninth Tier?

But he wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

Chen Fan didn't explain much, but simply turned his gaze to the familiar yet unfamiliar Thirteenth Garrison Node outside the porthole, his tone regaining the composure and authority of Garrison Envoy.

"Your tasks have not changed, nor has our mission."

He issued the order, his voice not loud, but it contained the will of a Ninth Tier expert, like a warm and firm force that instantly soothed the unease and shock in everyone's hearts.

"Return to base, everyone back to their posts."

"The hunt has only just begun."

"Yes, sir!"

Wei Changkong suddenly straightened his back, the shock in his eyes replaced by a renewed, burning fighting spirit.

The warship slowly entered the Spaceport.

On the deck, all the taxi drivers who remained had already formed the most orderly square formation, their eyes fixed fervently on the slowly descending gangway, ready to welcome the triumphant return of their new god.

Chen Fan appeared at the gangway entrance. He didn't release any pressure; he was as peaceful as a boy next door.

But the moment he appeared, the breath of thousands of veteran soldiers in the entire Spaceport involuntarily stopped for a moment.

They all straightened their chests, clenched their right fists, and pounded them heavily on their left chests, near their hearts.

"Welcome back in Garrison Envoy, Commander!"

The roars, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, surged into a torrent of steely power, making the entire Spaceport vibrate.

Chen Fan smiled and nodded in acknowledgment before stepping down the gangway.

Wei Changkong followed closely behind, but the thought that had just arisen in his mind to suggest holding a celebration banquet was immediately extinguished when he saw Chen Fan's steady and unwavering back.

He understood that the young Garrison Envoy's mind was not on this at all.

Inside the Command Center, the cold metal walls reflected the brilliance of the Star Map.

Chen Fan did not sit down, but walked directly to the huge Star Map. He raised his right hand and drew a huge arc in the vast darkness of the Annihilation Star Domain, which almost encompassed one-third of the known area.

"From today onward, our goal will no longer be hunting."

His voice wasn't loud, but it made the hearts of all the core members in the Command Center, including Wei Changkong, leap.

"It's expansion."

Chen Fan pointed to the circled Star Domain, his tone calm, yet containing an undeniable will.

"Within a year, I want this region to be completely devoid of the Shadow Clan and skeletons. It will become the first area of absolute control for Human Race in the Annihilation Star Domain."