A year later in Mother River time, Moposh River Channel, floating island.
Around the crude long table, as at the previous meeting, top representatives and powerful figures from different universes had gathered.
Several members of this meeting had clearly changed.
One of them was a middle-aged man dressed head to toe in violet-black, wearing tight hunting clothes and holding a cane inlaid with a dark-gold clock. He sat calmly in the seat of honor at one end of the long table.
He was the Star Hunter of this generation.
Star Hunters had no names; their titles were their names, because they were not a single individual, but an entire powerful race that had once been persecuted by void monsters.
The resources of that entire race had been fused together, with each member offering themselves up, and only then had they become the most powerful individual in the history of the existence faction.
At the other end of the long table sat an elderly man with grizzled hair. He leaned on a dark-green cane resembling a tree root. At its top was a cage-like metal casing, within which dim green fluorescence flickered. From time to time, slender translucent tentacles slowly stretched out, then swiftly retracted.
His skin was dry and pale, while tiny flames of the same pallid color burned continuously within his eyes.
"How have things been lately, Star Hunter? You look to be in good shape."
"Udeer, you should not blame him. Star Hunter has only just returned from the dark void, and he brought back the head of Asalundo, leader of the Void Guardians!"
An old man with long golden hair beside them spoke in a deep voice.
"Is that so? Then where is Xi Ning's true body now?" Udeer smiled, though the smile on his shriveled face