The Forerunner? Only Because I Wasn't Here Yet!

Blue Star, Imperial Capital Command Center.

The air reeked of scorched ozone.

It was the residue left by a massive release of energy.

The alloy floor plates still radiated heat, and tiny sparks occasionally leaped from them.

Yang Yu sat in the Command Chair, the seat that symbolized supreme authority.

He had one leg crossed over the other.

The toe of his shoe bobbed idly.

Several murky gray orbs rolled between his fingers.

They were the "Rule Seeds" he had extracted after absorbing the Primal Divine Form Fragment.

There were no dazzling light effects.

They looked more like lumps of dough kneaded with dirty hands.

Li Qingcang, Yang Yan, Elder Wang, and Yun Ruoxi stood around him.

No one spoke.

Only their hurried breathing echoed through the silent hall.

"Stop staring at me like that."

Yang Yu paused, the orbs still in his hand.

"It's creepy."

The words had barely left his mouth.

His wrist snapped.

The gray orbs shot from his fingertips like streaks of light, each finding its target.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

They pierced the four people squarely between the brows.

"Ugh!"

Li Qingcang let out a muffled groan.

He doubled over.

The ancient sword on his back began to tremble violently.

Crack, crack.

The Sword Bone throughout his body popped like a string of firecrackers.

Sweat instantly soaked through his plain clothes.

He felt that his Consciousness Sea was no longer a pond nurturing sword intent.

A heavy "star" was forcing its way in.

No.

It was a collapsing "black hole."

The frameworks of rules that had once required a Divine Kingdom to build...

Before that black hole, they were as fragile as a sheet of paper.

The slightest touch would shatter them.

Li Qingcang jerked his head up.

His eyes were bloodshot.

But deep within