Speaking of the Sixth Universe, its situation was truly terrible.
Terrible in the truest sense of the word.
Such a vast universe had actually almost been shattered by someone!
Who could believe that?
Anyone capable of nearly destroying a universe had to be close to the level of a Spirit Lord.
Yet the truth was that the person who had nearly destroyed the Sixth Universe was not even a God King!
He was not even a Venerable God!!! And yet, someone like that had nearly wiped out the Sixth Universe.
If the Spirit Lord had not intervened in time, the Eight Universes might have been reduced to Seven Universes.
This matter had to be traced back to the Chaos Era.
Back then, the Sixth Universe was in a Primordial State, and no ordinary life had appeared between heaven and earth.
The first to appear were the races and creatures born from chaos.
According to later generations, they were the first divine beasts born from the universe.
Yet this very group of Chaos Beasts would later bring a catastrophe to the Sixth Universe.
Chaos Beasts were born at the beginning of chaos and were the first living beings to appear.
They had no concept of cultivation, no concept of levels, and no hierarchy whatsoever.
Every Chaos Beast was born invincible!
Their bodies were like universes themselves. With nothing more than an ordinary swipe of a claw, they could annihilate vast stretches of galaxies!
Such strength was already infinitely close to that of the Spirit Lords.
Later, as time passed, the Chaos Beasts began to evolve. Some of them began taking on human forms.
Others began evolving larger and stronger bodies.
Their power came from the universe—or rather, they themselves were the physical embodiment of the universe.
After endless years, the Chaos Beasts had fully matured, forming a flawless race.
Later still, many life-bearing planets began appearing within the Sixth Universe, gradually occupying its space.
But the Chaos Beasts did not destroy those life-bearing planets. Instead, they chose to hide themselves.
They moved away from those life-bearing planets and opened up a region of space for themselves, where all the Chaos Beasts lived.
The departure of the Chaos Beasts seemed to accelerate the ecological development of the Sixth Universe. More and more planets began to give rise to life.
After several tens of thousands of years, the entire universe was filled with bizarre lifeforms of every shape and form.
Even the human race became a major racial category.
Upon closer classification, the human race actually included more than ten million humanoid races.
Of course, ordinary humans still existed, and their numbers were far greater than those of the other human races.
Their overall strength was merely somewhat lacking, but their potential ran deep.
Thus, through the development of the various races, the ecology of the Sixth Universe reached a state of perfect balance.
Although its overall strength was far weaker than that of the several universes ahead of it, its biodiversity allowed it to forcibly maintain its position.
But for some unknown reason, the Sixth Universe was in a very strange state. The countless races and tribes within it could not be considered top-tier in strength.
Whether in individual combat ability or teamwork and coordination, they were all extremely poor.
Perhaps within the Sixth Universe, they could be considered the strongest, but before the Universe Competition, before the geniuses of the other universes,
they appeared terribly dim, stripped of even the slightest halo of genius.
This situation continued for a very long time, yet no change ever came. There were only a handful of God King-level experts.
Perhaps because of this long-term suppression, the Sixth Universe suddenly erupted for no apparent reason.
Chaos Power began pouring out, instantly enveloping all the creatures within the universe.
No one knew what was happening.
Only a few God Kings could sense it.
The universe was enraged!
As God Kings, they could sense changes in the laws. Just moments ago, through the evolution and deduction of those laws, they had learned that the universe was in a terrifying state.
It was a state that God Kings simply could not resist, because they had felt fear rising from the depths of their hearts.
Or perhaps it was a sense of awe that made them afraid.
After all, as God Kings, they could count on one hand the number of beings in the entire universe capable of harming them.
But later, for reasons unknown, the Chaos Power of the Sixth Universe vanished.
Yet among the original races, a new race appeared. That race was small in number, initially consisting of only two people.
Only after reproducing for a long time did their numbers begin to rise.
At first, no one paid any attention to this suddenly appearing new race, treating them like mere children.
They let them develop. But no one expected them to grow beyond control. In just a thousand years, they had transformed from a tiny race into a great lineage and a major power!
This entirely new race called itself the Celestial Race.
They looked very similar to humans, and each of them bore a trace of divine radiance between their brows.
But in every respect—comprehension, strength, and more—the Celestial Race far surpassed all human races.
Even the other races were unable to stand against them.
Their physical strength had even surpassed the Beast Race and some races renowned for their bodily might.
Of course, the Celestial Race's reputation was not built up by themselves. It all came from the contrast provided by their opponents.
The proud and unruly Celestial Race possessed arrogance rooted in their bones, a confidence they had been born with.
And they truly had the qualifications to be confident.
After all, what race could break through to the True God realm during childhood? This terrifying strength caused the Celestial Race's status to rise sharply, until no one could suppress them.
Being able to break through to the True God realm in childhood was equivalent to saying that an adult member of the Celestial Race could rival a God King, or even a Spirit Lord! Yet some people refused to believe it and insisted on properly challenging the Celestial Race.
In the end, he could not withstand even one move and was directly blasted to pieces by a single punch from a member of the Celestial Race. The powerful, savage, and terrifying Celestial Race frightened many people. After this battle, some races even sent people bearing precious gifts.
The Celestial Race held their heads high at all times. Nothing could make them lower their heads except death.
Yet no one had ever died.
As time passed, the Celestial Race became increasingly inflated with pride, running rampant through the territories of the other races.
Seeing the Celestial Race act this way, the others could only swallow their anger. After all, they lacked the strength, and fighting would merely be seeking their own deaths.
Later, as the Celestial Race grew in number, their original land was no longer enough for them to multiply and thrive. Thus, they began targeting the territories of other races.
They carried out a series of seizures.
Faced with the Celestial Race's tyranny, the others had no choice but to endure it. Who could blame them for being so weak?
Whenever they participated in the Universe Competition, they were always eliminated first. In the battle for the universe rankings, they had nearly been demoted to seventh place several times.
Relying on the last sliver of luck, they had survived those brushes with death.
Wherever the Celestial Race went, that place became theirs.
Some small tribes were dissatisfied and launched challenges without another word. But the results were too ghastly to behold—the Celestial Race did not even raise their heads; with a wave of their hands, they sent them away.
They had not even exchanged blows!
Terrifying beyond belief!