Again!

At the center of the island, a gigantic treasure mountain nearly touched the sky canopy, forcing even the nearby obelisks to be dismantled to make room.

"We've struck it rich—we've really struck it rich!"

Chu Qing's eyes gleamed with golden light as she circled the treasure mountain in a light mecha, continuously sorting and inventorying its contents.

She was not alone. Large numbers of Mecha Pilots nearby were carrying out the same task.

Above the sky canopy, Lu Bing coordinated the overall operation. Her hair extended into a massive screen, meticulously recording the types and quantities of resources.

Sheng Tian and the other chiefs stood guard nearby, staring at the wildly surging numbers on the screen. Every one of them had shining eyes, clicking their tongues unconsciously.

"That pig was really fat!"

The scene was practically identical to villagers waiting to divide up pork for the New Year.

After watching for quite some time, Sheng Tian reluctantly drew back his gaze, and shame suddenly appeared on his face.

"Faced with such a treasure mountain, the Alliance Leader remained utterly unmoved and took it out to share among our ten islands. I truly am unworthy of this position!"

"Who could deny it?" Zheng Zicheng sighed and said with emotion,

"The Sky-Piercing Treasure Mountain—even after being divided among everyone on the ten islands, it would still be no small fortune. At the very least, it could save us tens of thousands of years of accumulation, let alone an entire treasure mountain!"

"Completing our accumulation sooner means we can achieve Myriad Manifestations Embodiment sooner, break through to the ninth rank, and conquer the boundless starry sky!"

"This time, our nine great Superclusters have all received the Alliance Leader's immense favor."

"The Alliance Leader may not want it, but we cannot offer nothing in return!"

Peng Xinghan spoke in a muffled voice, proposing,

"What do you think? Once the inventory is complete, should we set aside a portion for the Alliance Leader first?"

"Who would have thought that even someone with such thick brows and big eyes as you would finally see the light?"

Zheng Zicheng cried out in surprise and nodded in agreement. Sheng Tian and the others also voiced their approval.

"Ahem!"

Kong Mingze suddenly cleared his throat. Seeing everyone look over at him strangely, he said with perfect seriousness,

"The Alliance Leader has always placed the greater good first and has already left instructions—what belongs to you, take it properly!"

Meanwhile, inside the great hall.

"More than ninety million Myriad Manifestations Star Sand. At last, I've gathered enough!"

A faint laugh echoed through the hall, where fluorescent light flickered.

The ground had already been raised several layers by Myriad Manifestations Star Sand.

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged in the center, grabbing a handful of crystalline sand. As he watched it slip through his fingers, a satisfied smile rose at the corners of his lips.

What lay before him was only a small portion of the treasures.

He had once said that the treasures within the Hundred Clans Treasury would be enough to satisfy everyone.

It was not enough for the prodigies of the ten islands alone to be satisfied. As the Alliance Leader, he needed to be satisfied too!

This trip had not only gathered enough Myriad Manifestations Star Sand; he had also stored away quite a bit of Time Sand and Time Crystal Marrow.

Though he had no use for them himself, they were solid hard currency in the cosmic starry sky!

"And there's also panel experience!"

With a thought from Li Qingshan, an illusory panel appeared before him.

Li Qingshan

Realm: Myriad Manifestations 0/0

Cultivation Method: "Day Abyss Dust Sand Sutra" (/1,000,000), omitted

Martial Skills: omitted

Secret Arts: omitted

Function: Martial Dao Space Lv6 (2150/100 million)

Usable Time: 200 billion 71.39 million years

Time Flow Rate: 1:1 million (space)

Time Flow Rate: 1:100 (reality)

"Two hundred billion experience points—the progress bar has climbed by one-fifth!"

His gaze fixed on the Martial Dao Space entry, and excitement could not help rising in Li Qingshan's eyes.

After all, the Land of Return was not a frontier star cluster. Before entering, his sights had always been set on Myriad Manifestations Star Sand; he had never expected to run into an alliance of alien races!

"Coming early truly was not as good as coming at just the right time!"

"And it even came with Island Guardian Treasures and a God Realm!"

Li Qingshan grinned, spreading his five fingers. Light and shadow abruptly twisted, and strange objects gleaming with blood-red light flew from his palm one after another...

Ninety Island Guardian Treasures, one bizarre long horn, and... the remains of the Bone Tree!

Amid the circling blood light, Li Qingshan's gaze immediately locked onto the conspicuous dark-green radiance, and the smile on his lips grew even brighter.

"Fallen One contamination... virtual God Realm... sunlight..."

Meanwhile,

Deep in the starry sky, billions of light-years away.

A thin blood mist permeated the entire starry sky, forming an inescapable crimson backdrop.

Terrifying altars the size of planets stood one after another, entirely piled from flesh and blood and covered in bizarre patterns. They were distributed throughout the blood mist in some mysterious formation.

Between the altars, members of the Xiejiao Clan—with horns growing from their foreheads and tentacles extending from beneath their arms—moved back and forth from time to time.

With a wave of their hands, great batches of living beings were thrown onto the altars, their flesh and blood drained dry amid agonized wails.

Suddenly,

Buzz!

The starry sky tore open, revealing a pitch-black gap like an abyss.

"Ahhh!"

Amid shrieks, a figure was flung from the depths of the rift like a rag doll.

"Hmm?!"

The screams abruptly stopped. Ignoring his bedraggled state, Xie Sen whipped his head around to look at his surroundings.

When he saw the familiar blood-red starry sky and familiar altars, wild joy suddenly erupted across his face.

"I'm back—I'm back!"

"Yes, you're back!"

The void froze. An aged figure suddenly appeared before Xie Sen and said coldly,

"The Soul Tablets of the elders of my Xiejiao Clan have all shattered, yet a mere seventh-rank like you returned safe and sound!"

Xie Sha, the Progenitor!

Xie Sen's body instantly stiffened as he said mournfully,

"Progenitor, for this little one to have escaped with his life was already a blessing amid misfortune..."

"Shut up!" Xie Sha's expression darkened, and his voice turned even colder.

"I did not come to hear your nonsense. Explain clearly what happened!"

"Explain clearly?"

Xie Sen's expression froze, and panic immediately tangled his heart like a knotted mess.

Could he explain it clearly?

Regarding the Formless Celestial Devil, he had explained it countless times, but no one had ever believed him!

Now that he had finally escaped back into the starry sky, was he supposed to become entangled with the Formless Celestial Devil again?

And the Twin Devils...

This also involved Your Eminence Beiao's scheme!

None of this was something a mere seventh-rank like him could meddle in!

In the end, he could only force down the panic in his heart and say timidly,

"Progenitor, as you said, this little one is only seventh-rank. The moment I entered, the elders left me on the island. I simply do not know what happened!"

"You don't know?!"

Xie Sha laughed in anger, suddenly raising a hand and pressing it toward Xie Sen's forehead.

"Then this old man can only inspect it personally!"

His palm descended, and just as Xie Sen's eyes filled with despair—

"Hmm, you were not lying. It seems this old man had the wrong idea."

Xie Sha nodded thoughtfully, abruptly withdrew his hand, and vanished from where he stood.

"Ah?!"

Xie Sen stood there blankly, touching his forehead with a face full of confusion.

Because Xie Sha's palm had not even touched him just now!

"So I muddled through just like that..."

"Hehe, what an interesting little fellow!"

Dark-green ripples suddenly spread through the void. Streams of data appeared out of thin air, intertwining into a refined middle-aged man.

"Rather, you should say that I helped you muddle through!"

In an instant, Xie Sen trembled all over and began to shake.

"Your Eminence Beiao!"

"Very good. It seems I chose the right person!"

Beiao smiled faintly, his gaze fixed on Xie Sen's eyes.

"My plan failed, and the backup vanished as well. Now tell me—what exactly happened in the Return Sea?"

Xie Sen was horrified, nearly shouting on instinct,

"The Formless Celestial Devil—it must have been the Formless Celestial Devil!"

"Your Eminence, the Formless Celestial Devil is the human prodigy Your Eminence, Youming is hunting down. The Hundred Clans Alliance was destroyed by him, and only he could have ruined your plan!"

Without concealing a single thing, he spilled everything.

But...

"A human prodigy hunted by Youming?"

Beiao raised his brows slightly and calmly shook his head.

"A mere human eighth-rank, and one who cultivates Martial Dao at that—how could he possibly halt the advance of the God Realm?"

In an instant, Xie Sen's face turned pale, filled with despair.

"Just as expected! Again... it's happening again..."