After Emperor Chenlun advanced to Level 11, he only entered seclusion to consolidate his realm for less than three hundred years before taking the initiative to appear before Saine's Level-9 Mechanical Avatar.
Deep within the Gray Nebula, the Decayed Civilization's newly repaired War Temple had yet to fully regain its former appearance, and much of its outer armor still lay exposed with broken, jagged bite marks.
But compared to the deathly stillness when Saine first arrived here, the Decayed Civilization's station now had quite a bit more life in it.
Large numbers of Level 4 and Level 5 decayed beings were gathered around the rule furnaces transported over by the Mechanical Civilization, directing even lower-level Decayed Civilization beings to move materials.
Several War Fortresses that had originally gone completely dark had also, under the joint modifications of Mechanical Worker Bees and Decayed Civilization repairers, lit up once more with dark-yellow rule light patterns.
The Decayed Civilization had been terrified by poverty!
Over the past five hundred thousand years, they had wished they could split even a single Energy Crystal into a dozen or so portions and use them in turns.
Now that they had suddenly obtained resources delivered by the Mechanical Civilization, the first reaction of these Decayed Civilization beings was not to enjoy them, but to register, seal away, and then redistribute every single portion of resources.
That level of caution even made several Mechanical Angels under Saine's command look askance.
Emperor Chenlun did not waste too much time on these minor details.
After breaking through to Level 11, his aura was already utterly different from before.
Most of the decaying cracks that had once spread across the surface of his Rule True Body had already been covered by newborn decayed rules.
When a dark-yellow halo slowly spread out