The Source Energy Remnant Clan had once been a renowned top-level civilization in its own right.
Not only had they swept through the Surrounding Starfield without a single rival, they had even launched a Dimensional Hegemony, contending with the equally formidable Light God Race in the Despair World.
Though they had ultimately lost, from top to bottom, the Source Energy Remnant Clan still possessed a pride engraved deep into their bones.
This pride had not been particularly apparent at first, especially when the Source Energy Remnant Clan had only just become homeless dogs several hundred thousand years ago.
But over the past hundred-odd thousand years, as the Source Energy Remnant Clan gradually recovered their breath—
Especially after following the blueprints preserved in their records and expending enormous resources to forge another Source Energy Sub-City—
Seeing the revival of the Source Energy Remnant Clan drawing near, everyone in the Source Energy Civilization had straightened their backs again, feeling that they were capable once more!
This sort of civilizational confidence was, most of the time, a good thing.
It filled the entire civilization with vigor and gave it constant momentum to develop and advance.
Especially in the past hundred-odd thousand years, the Source Energy Remnant Clan's mid-level powerhouses had continuously transformed and broken through, resulting in the successive birth of Dominator-class Source Energy Warriors.
Even the Source Energy Remnant Clan's technological level had returned to the proper track of development with the establishment of the Source Energy Sub-City.
Galaxy Star Safina had been quite satisfied with what she had achieved in leading the Source Energy Civilization over these years.
Especially when she herself had entered the realm once occupied by the Source Energy God tens of thousands of years ago, that feeling had naturally become even better.
Confidence was a good thing.