With a thought, Qin Chuan unleashed God King Tier Shadow Power across the battlefield, draining every trace of light from the Seventh Star Domain.
Endless shadows surged from the void and became countless gaping maws that swallowed the retreating warships whole.
Their high-dimensional alloy armor was more fragile than paper before the shadows.
Void True Gods, True Gods, Main Gods, Upper Gods, Lower Gods... Hundreds of thousands of allied troops, along with the frenzied Chaos Beasts, vanished in less than two seconds.
The Starry Sky, packed moments ago, was now deathly empty.
Only Origin Points and ownerless Origin Essence scattered across the void remained, streaming toward Qin Chuan like rain.
Qin Chuan ignored the spoils and strode through the ruined hall of the Origin Realm.
The alloy floor was scarred with gouges and scorch marks.
To his right lay Season Star's wrecked Truth Judgment. Its shell had melted away, black blood stained the cockpit, and mechanical parts littered the floor.
In the passage to his left, Night Cherry Tangle's [End Judgment] had snapped in two, its dim blade embedded in the rubble.
Behind the Control Console, only half a charred page remained of Evergreen's Sacred Codex of Reincarnation.
Fragments of Dies Martin's coin were lodged in a crack in the wall.
Everyone in the Origin Realm had given their lives to buy him time to rebuild the Divine Kingdom Throne.
The altar's energy had been completely drained. After they fell, not even a trace of their souls remained in it.
If he couldn't bring them back, becoming a God King meant nothing to him.
Qin Chuan walked up to the Altar of Origin.
Once blazing green, it now gave off only a faint glow after its energy had been exhausted.
"Altar, grant me maximum access."
Qin Chuan raised a hand