Outer reaches of the Chaotic Star Sea.
Shattered planetary debris lay strewn across the cosmos.
In the distance, dark-red nebulae churned endlessly, while crisscrossing spatial rifts covered the entire region of space.
A young man in black stood aboard an immortal vessel.
"To have destroyed this world so thoroughly... it's hard to imagine what level of great powers fought here back then."
"And this place was clearly under the Immortal Alliance's jurisdiction. Why is there no record of this great battle within the Alliance?"
Behind him stood an elderly man with graying hair and a slightly stooped back, bowing respectfully.
The old man looked like nothing more than an ordinary country farmer.
Yet strapped to his back was an ancient sword case half the height of a man. Nine grooves were arranged neatly along its side.
The old man spoke in a hoarse voice.
"In reply to the Young Lord, this matter shook the entire Immortal Alliance back then. The Alliance also sent people to investigate at the time. As for the records..."
At this point, the old man paused and did not continue.
But the meaning was already clear.
It was not that there were no records.
It was that, given the young man's status, he was not yet qualified to access such secrets.
The smile on the young man's face did not change. He merely shrugged lightly.
"Forget it. In the end, it's only a matter from over two thousand years ago. When it comes to remarkable figures, we must still look to the present age."
The old man bowed again, his tone filled with sincere admiration.
"With such breadth of mind, Young Lord, Lord Domain Master's years of painstaking cultivation have not been in vain."
"After all, even those supreme figures of old had lifespans of no