Although the clouds of upheaval had quietly gathered, the outbreak of a true war should still be a long way off.
Moreover, this earth-shattering battle between the Human Race and the Devil Race would certainly begin with war breaking out in the Upper Realm before slowly spreading to every star field in the Lower Realm.
Even if the Devil Race in the Lower Realm harbored ill intentions and wanted to recklessly invade Human Race territory, their first priority would be obtaining the precise coordinates of the Human Race's star fields.
Obtaining coordinates capable of pinpointing the Human Race's territory was no easy task. It would inevitably require a long period of preparation.
Even taking the worst-case scenario, even if the Devil Race truly broke through the obstacles and came rushing over, the Yuanmang Constellation was vast and boundless. It might not happen to affect the star field where Zhengyuan Heaven lay.
At this thought, the taut string in Su Fan's heart loosened, and he slowly let out a breath.
He felt that he had been overthinking things. What was meant to come would come eventually. If he worried needlessly every day and troubled himself over nothing, he would only wear himself down.
Once his thoughts flowed freely again, Su Fan felt that today's dishes tasted far better than usual.
During this period, his heart had remained heavy. That inexplicable pressure had followed him like a shadow, leaving him tossing and turning sleeplessly every night.
To be honest, if this had been in the past, when Su Fan had been alone and without attachments, he would have feared nothing even if the sky collapsed.
But times had changed. Behind him now stood an entire Household of people who needed his protection.
After the meal, Senior Sister started making a fuss again,