This civilization had lost access to supplies from the outside world, and in the end, it had crumbled away with time.
"Deep space is a graveyard of civilizations," Lin Zhichen said with a sigh. He wasn't particularly surprised that he'd witnessed two wandering civilizations in such a short time. The civilization now rotting before him had once been part of the Milky Way, around 300 million years ago.
Yes, this was one of the Milky Way's Old Rulers. Yet natural disasters and the passage of time had erased every trace of its former existence. Only after seeing these decaying ruins had he been able to pierce through more than a hundred million years and glimpse the past.
"A disaster that swept across the entire Milky Way..." He recalled a fleeting glimpse of fate, and his expression grew solemn.
It seemed some force was concealing the truth. He couldn't directly see what disaster had caused a hegemonic civilization to fall, but the scene of that apocalyptic destruction had left a deep impression on him.
"So unifying the Galactic Arm doesn't mean we can rest easy. There are even higher-level predators out there."
He thought of the High-dimensional Demons. These Energy Life Forms were also a kind of disaster. After careful comparison, he had to admit that when it came to the threat of disasters, the Dragon Soul was no better off than these civilizations that had already been wiped out.
"Fortunately, we already have the Magellanic Cloud Galaxy."
The empire's top nobles had gathered in the great hall of the Throne Room. Wu Tianyi, who had spent more than four or five years exploring the Magellanic Cloud Galaxy, had finally returned to the Milky Way. Everyone present would bear witness to this historic event.
"What a wonderful journey. My name should