The ninth level—the Void Layer.
Within the vast, boundless Starry Sky.
One supreme powerhouse after another appeared.
The three monarchs: Barron, Xilong, and Delma.
On Mother River's side, Heryphil appeared first, a white-haired, fat old man with a huge belly.
Next came the true bodies of four bizarre Middle Rank True Spirits.
And finally, the black-clad swordsman with black hair, black eyes, and black lips—Extreme Transmission Sword Emperor Lin Zhen.
Ever since Evening Elephant Heavenly Emperor had crushed him last time, he had spent the past ten thousand years searching every moment for a chance to return here and avenge himself.
Yet each of his several returns had been met head-on by the Star Abyss, his schemes shattered.
This time, he had finally obtained the Star Abyss's permission, only for another accident to seemingly arise.
Everyone raised their heads together, looking toward the Gate of Silence.
That golden circular gate, which had remained utterly motionless for hundreds of millions of years, was now slowly developing crack after crack.
The Three Great Masters guarded three directions, countless blood-plasma-like force fields blooming around them and spreading over to mend the cracks.
But countless streams of silver mist leaked from those cracks, effortlessly squeezing the blood plasma completely aside.
The silver mist rapidly reassembled and converged outside the gate, gradually forming a tall, burly humanoid figure.
"Condense!"
At that moment, Master Lin Shi abruptly stretched out both arms, and a massive fluctuation spread from his body.
Within the seventh-level universe, the dark red of the entire Star Abyss rapidly began to fade, transforming into countless masses of blood plasma that rose into the air.
The blood plasma was like an ocean, ascending dimensions from one black hole after another and pouring into higher levels.
In the blink of an eye, innumerable masses of