Beneath those black pillars of smoke stood a huge city—the settlement of the Hun Race. The settlements of these deep-space races were all extremely crude, retaining the form of primitive tribes. Elder Xue had brought the Hun Race some unique construction techniques, helping them build a beautiful town. But now, that town had been destroyed in an instant.
The deep-space races in the giant square had ways to transmit news. In fact, when the Hun Race climbed to twenty zhang on Leviata a few days ago, the news had already spread among the other deep-space races. On one hand, they hoped Elder Xue could uncover Leviata's secrets; on the other, they wanted to obtain complete information from him,
so the timing of their attack on the Hun Race was crucial.
While the deep-space races were still hesitating, Elder Xue and Luo Nian personally took action and broke through the twenty-zhang height in one move. After those deep-space races received this firsthand news, they no longer hesitated. No matter how foolish they were, they understood that they had to act as soon as possible.
Thus, before Luo Nian had even climbed to the top level of Leviata, the five great deep-space races had already set out for the Hun Race.
At the very center of the settlement stood a wooden, tiered pavilion. Beneath it was a narrow underground passage. In a subterranean secret chamber at the innermost end of the passage, white-haired Elder Xue sat upright.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
A series of muffled thuds came down from above.
"What... is that sound?" Elder Xue asked. Elder Xue's true form was still a Four-Grid life-form. Although he had spent a long time in deep space, the limitations of his life level meant that he could still perceive the surrounding scenery only vaguely.