In the farthest reaches of deep space, blue and red stars sent out flickering light. Closer by, the main-sequence star called the sun burned "gently," and Earth seemed no more than a speck of dust. That scant light could not illuminate the endless dark. Deep within it, invisible "eyes" seemed half-open.
They were the eyes of the Myriad Heavens Gods and the Six Heavens God Calamity.
In their eyes, the light Ronan could see was, for now, no more than the embers of the past. It warranted no attention.
For all their vast powers, even they would have struggled to imagine that the powers of the Lord of Zhanhe and the Lord of Silent Extinction had pierced a hundred billion light-years of spacetime to reach this remote, dust-sized planet.
But what if a bright spark suddenly leaped from those "embers" and the dead fire flared back to life?
To ordinary people, six thousand years was a long time. To gods, it might be no more than a brief nap.
That was nowhere near long enough for them to forget the Tian Yuan Empire—or the threat contained in that name.
Ronan's perspective widened.
The region he occupied was a mere corner, yet the matters and events bound up in it belonged to the highest tier of this universe. They were targets of interest to those gods and Divine Sins.
Once he grasped that, the basic shape of the chessboard spread across deep space became relatively clear.
And with that, Ronan understood the Martial Emperor's feelings more deeply.
If Earth had merely been discovered, it would not have mattered. But once its connection to the Han Guang Star System, the Lord of Zhanhe, and the Lord of Silent Extinction became clear, it would be a sudden flare in the endless depths of