"Rising amid ruin, reviving amid annihilation—one day, we will return!"
Behind Chu Feng, the Energy Tower's voice rang out once more, cold and merciless, as though it were foretelling something again. Chu Feng, wreathed in Emperor Fire, paid it little attention. He merely stared fixedly toward a direction deep in the starry sky and called out in a low voice.
"Senior, please help me. Let me intercept the Starry Sky Knights Lineage..."
Chu Feng's whisper unexpectedly received a response from Yan Kuan. Rings of Emperor Fire surged and rose, burning away and warping the starry sky before Chu Feng, opening a special passage.
Within a special Folded Space connected to a famous mountain on Earth, a lazy voice sounded. "The energy particles on this planet carry a faintly sweet fragrance. Is that an initial sign that the mutant race will successfully evolve? I have a feeling that I will take the step my ancestors once took here."
A young man spoke softly. He had followed the starry path into this Folded Space linking Earth with his own planet. After enduring countless hardships, he had finally sensed the energy particles originating from Earth.
This young man's breathing rhythm was extraordinary. Whenever he inhaled and exhaled, the surrounding grass and trees dimmed slightly, as though part of their vitality had been plundered.
"Starry Sky Knights—what an ancient and glorious title. Back then, they trampled this planet and hunted every mutant race, sweeping through all opposition."
He spoke in admiration, as though lost in a certain glory and unable to free himself. The Starry Sky Knights had merely been a small branch of the army that invaded Earth, far from the main force. Yet they had been the most bloody and brutal faction. When Chu Feng received his inheritance on the moon,