Time-Space Star, Spirit Race Great Hall.
The Spirit Empress sat upon the Imperial Throne, her expression solemn.
Only Ling Shu, her closest confidante, accompanied her. The vast hall was utterly empty.
"Spirit Empress, the Force Race succeeded," Ling Shu said softly.
"I know." The Spirit Empress's voice was calm, concealing complicated emotions.
With a soft sigh, the Spirit Empress gave a self-mocking smile and shook her head.
All along, they had treated the Force Race as part of their plan, thinking about how to use them to gain a foothold in the High-Dimensional Universe.
But unexpectedly, the Force Race had beaten them to it and seized the Original Chaos Star.
Once, they had looked down on the Heavenly Race, only to be destroyed by them.
Now, they looked down on the Force Race, only for the Force Race to have already gained a firm foothold.
Meanwhile, they themselves were still at a loss.
"Damn it, why did things end so quickly on the Force Race's side?" Ling Shu gritted her teeth.
The Force Race had won.
The Dark Race had suffered a crushing loss.
The Heavenly Race would surely become even more vigilant!
Perhaps they had already urgently summoned back the Strongest Ones stationed in the Hongmeng Cosmic Sea!
Things would only become harder and harder for them.
If they could not swiftly win this battle, not only would they suffer devastating losses, they might never again gain a foothold in the High-Dimensional Universe!
"The Force Race is more united than we are," said the Spirit Empress. "Their racial cohesion is stronger. They do not scheme against one another, and they can charge forward one after another for a single goal, never resting until they achieve it."
"This spirit is something our Spirit Race should learn from."
Ling Shu bit