Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The layer of frozen hell on the surface of the Great Wind Eonic Star exploded without cease, with snow waves soaring billions of miles high.
Amid them were also the multicolored lights of countless Eonic Gods exploding into fireworks.
From the perspective of the starry sky, one could only see the magnificent spectacle from afar. It was difficult to truly comprehend how brutal the slaughter within this stellar guardian barrier was. A competition for stellar sources at this level concerned the inheritance of countless generations and the continuation of entire clans. Other than filling the gap with their lives, most had no choice at all!
The pie of the Upper Star Ruins was only so large. No one knew when stellar sources would be completely depleted. Should the Neutron Star Ruins suddenly cease production, all stellar sources would burn out several years later. As for exactly how long that would take, there was simply no way to predict it.
For that very reason, most stellar sources chose to remain in fixed locations and reduce the consumption caused by movement. After all, even if they moved, they were exceptionally slow—not even as fast as Eonic Gods.
For the closed star furnace that was the Primeval Hengsha, should the Great Xia Return-to-Ruins Cave ultimately collapse, the six Myriad-Eon-class stellar sources would be the only remaining high-grade territories. Every one of them was an eternal treasure!
Thus, whether it was the Eonic Gods of the Heavenly Nine Sect or the Primordial Wing Clan of the Primeval Hengsha, all of them had already slaughtered until their eyes turned red.
Looking down from the starry sky, half of the originally ice-blue stellar guardian barrier had already become dazzlingly multicolored. Even the blood of Eonic God stars was nearly burned away.
The Eonic