The collective crushing defeat of the Eonic Gods of Star-Moon Divine Que had just been reported back to Star-Moon Divine Que.
On this Creation-class stellar source, it triggered cries of utter misery; the entire star wailed!
The faces, dignity, pride, and everything else of the high-and-mighty Eightfold Gods had been torn to shreds. All their former grandeur had become a joke that brought humiliation upon themselves.
Other than grief and curses, there was nothing they could do!
Before long, quite a few realized that Star-Moon Divine Que would become the slave race's prize in the bag. One after another, they piloted their starships, bringing along their entire families as they began their flight for wealth and survival!
"Unfortunately, even those dead Eonic Gods had long ago sealed the Star-Moon Guardian Barrier. Ordinary starships still wanted to leave?" Li Tianming sneered coldly.
The umbrella that had once sheltered the Sunset Gods and the Meteorite Gods had now become their prison!
When their starships crashed thunderously into the Star-Moon Guardian Barrier, waves of destructive power bore down upon them, utterly shattering their hopes of escaping alive.
Only a small number of Creation-class starships carried vast amounts of wealth!
Those aboard were basically wealthy elites of the Derivative Realm from Star-Moon Divine Que. Most were descendants and clan branches of Eonic Gods. They shouted themselves hoarse as they controlled their starships and charged upward, their faces flushed red with tension!
"Quick! Quick!"
Yet at that moment, the Star-Moon Guardian Barrier rolled up with colossal force. Streaks of multicolored radiance formed galactic greatswords and began slaughtering within the barrier. Creation-class starships were like boats entering a vast sea, caught in a raging storm!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Large numbers of starships were ripped apart. The fleeing Star Gods were exposed beneath the Creation-class Guardian Barrier