Laughter, Joint Application
In the Main Universe, the enormous vortex of the secret realm entrance still floats silently in the center of the three giant interstellar fortresses, slowly rotating while continuously spewing out rainbow light.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Brilliant rainbows shot out from the depths of the vortex at extremely short intervals, tearing through the cold void.
The rainbow light quickly stabilized in the void, then dissipated, revealing the figure encased within.
These figures come in various forms, including the Spirit Race, the Holy Radiance Race, the Crystal Spirit Race, and the Human Race. There are also the Devouring Race with its ferocious carapace and cold compound eyes, and the Abyss Race with its wild appearance and covered in scales and bone spikes.
Most of these figures were extremely weak and began cursing as soon as they appeared.
"Damn Devouring Race scum! They laid an ambush!"
"So close! Those damned Spirit Race, I almost managed to snatch that Origin Pattern Grass!"
"The Abyss Race. Just you wait, next time we go in, we'll make trouble for the Abyss Race first!"
"Damn it! We just discovered a spectacular starry sky and it's already surrounded."
"My weapon! My treasure!!"
Amidst the curses, these powerful individuals of varying strengths, following the guidance they heard in their minds, and after roughly discerning their direction, flew towards their respective faction's giant interstellar fortress, guided by the monitoring platforms or guiding beacons that floated in the surrounding void.
A few figures, after the rainbow light dissipated, revealed themselves to have lost consciousness and floated in the void like meteorites, clearly on the verge of death.
At this moment, on several giant medical platforms suspended in the void around the entrance to the secret realm, each set up by one of the three races, powerful individuals of the corresponding level would immediately catch those dying members, perform basic first aid to stabilize their last glimmer of life, and then quickly bring them back to their respective fortresses for more advanced treatment using more sophisticated equipment and resources.
Although the entire process was busy due to the continuous eruption of rainbow light, it was carried out in a well-organized and orderly manner thanks to long-term war training and contingency planning.
Near the Spirit Race fortress, which resembled a giant crystal tree and shimmered with Phantom Light, stood a large and well-equipped emerald-green medical platform.
Three beings with auras as deep and boundless as the ocean are hovering in the Core Zone the platform.
They were all Venerable Lord Rank powerhouses who specialized in the Origin Law — Lan Zhi of the Spirit Race, Yao Sui of the Holy Radiance Race, and Tian He of the Human Race.
Of course, the three Venerable Lords are only responsible for receiving and providing emergency treatment to those dying gods, while those at the World Derivation level will be treated by the Gods of the Life Law, those at the Star Domain level will be treated by the Derivation Realms of the Life Law, and so on.
This arrangement was made because construction is far more difficult than destruction.
A cultivator of a higher realm can usually easily wipe out a large number of those of a lower realm, but reviving them from near death is much more difficult.
Therefore, several rescuers are stationed at each level to prevent unexpected situations from occurring.
"Another one."
Lan Zhi raised her hand, and a wisp of gentle yet vibrant emerald light shot out from her fingertip, precisely scooping up a Holy Radiance Race deity who had just emerged from the rainbow light and whose divine body was almost cut in two.
The green light enveloped the tattered divine body, and in just two breaths, although the deity was still weak, he was at least out of danger of perishing.
"Your injuries have stabilized initially. 50 million golden battle merits will be deducted from your account." The voice of Lan Zhi was calm and devoid of emotion as she informed the other party directly through soul communication. "After confirming everything is in order, return to the fortress for further treatment."
The Holy Radiance Race deity barely opened his eyes, recognizing the three venerable lords before him. Gratitude and shame flashed in his eyes as he weakly transmitted his voice. "Many thanks to the venerable lords for confirming the deduction of battle merits."
"Um."
Lan Zhi responded calmly and waved her hand to send him to a temporary recovery area at the edge of the platform, where other Spirit Race responsible for subsequent guidance were already waiting.
Beside them, Tian He and Yao Sui were also making their moves, their actions precise, efficient, and without the slightest hesitation.
After the treatment was completed, they informed him that his combat merits would be deducted, and waved him away.
The three lords merely nodded slightly at the monotonous expressions of gratitude from the rescued deities, offering no further interaction.
As they continued their work of saving lives, they also spoke privately through Soul Transmission, their expressions grim.
The situation doesn't seem ideal.
Yao Sui frowned slightly, his fingertips shimmering with light as he forcibly purified and healed the gruesome wound on the chest of a Spirit Race. "In nearly ten thousand standard years, the number of deities we've lost has clearly exceeded the combined total of the two opposing factions."
"That's normal. After the initial exploration, they've reached the point where they're banding together. The two races, working together, have a clear numerical advantage," said the Tian He in a deep voice.
Lan Zhi did not speak, but when her bright golden eyes swept over the dark purple Devouring Race platform floating in the void not far away, a cold glint flashed in them.
Just now, the three of them took action and simultaneously stabilized the injuries of the four powerful gods of the Pan-Spirit Alliance who had been knocked out. On the distant Devouring Race platform, the Devouring Race Lord in charge of the treatment suddenly let out a sharp and mocking laugh.
The hissing laughter pierced through the void and clearly reached the senses of the three Spirit Race Lords.
This silent mockery and boasting is more infuriating than any insult.
The expressions of the three lords simultaneously darkened.
The aura surrounding Yao Sui rippled slightly.
The Tian He's gaze grew even colder.
The green light at the tip of the Lan Zhi's finger suddenly solidified by half, almost knocking over the head of a Star Spirit Race she was healing.
They remained silent, simply speeding up their treatment efforts and suppressing their frustration and anger.
The war Time Stop, but at the entrance to this secret realm, the confrontation is being displayed in another form. Every rainbow light emitted by one's own deity, every taunt from the enemy, is like an invisible slap in the face.
Just then, the enormous vortex at the entrance to the secret realm suddenly trembled violently without warning.
Immediately afterwards, a large expanse of rainbow light burst forth from the center of the vortex, instantly illuminating a large area of the surrounding void as if it were daytime!
"Um?"
The three Spirit Race Lords, who were treating and conversing with the Spirit Clan, almost simultaneously diverted a sliver of their attention to this.
The rainbow light quickly dissipated in the void, revealing the figure encased within.
Then, time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The three Spirit Race Lords' pupils suddenly contracted, and the ear-piercing laughter of the Devouring Race Lord on the distant Devouring Race platform abruptly stopped as if an invisible hand had grabbed his neck!
Further away, on the platform forged from grotesque skeletons and dark metal, the powerful Abyss Race member in charge of receiving the supplies fell into an eerie silence.
Because where the rainbow light dissipated, countless figures crowded together.
A quick glance reveals nearly four hundred!
Moreover, they were all gods of the Abyss Race and the Devouring Race!
They varied in form, but their current state was strikingly similar—their aura was extremely weak, and their divine bodies were covered with shocking azure cracks, which seemed to be alive and were still slowly spreading.
Most of the gods had fallen into a deep coma, with only a few of the stronger ones retaining a faint trace of consciousness, but their eyes were filled with fear and confusion, as if they had just experienced some incomprehensible nightmare.
Judging from the residual law fluctuations on their divine bodies, these nearly four hundred gods from both races were all at least high-level gods. In fact, Lan Zhi keenly noticed that at the edge of the dense group of figures, there was a figure with particularly deep azure cracks on its divine body and the most obscure law fluctuations.
That was none other than a high-ranking deity!
But at this moment, it floats like a dead dog, barely clinging to life.
They were all in a near-death state!
A suffocating silence instantly enveloped the entire void near the entrance to the secret realm.
Whether it was the defeated dogs of all ranks who had just been kicked out of the secret realm and were still cursing, the powerful figures of various races who were carrying out missions near the medical platform, or the personnel from all sides responsible for guarding and maintaining order further away, they were all momentarily stunned when they saw this sudden scene.
On the Spirit Race's medical platform, the gloom on the faces of the three Venerables was instantly replaced by astonishment. Then, they carefully examined the wounds on the bodies of the Abyss-Devouring Allied Forces, as if they had thought of something.
Immediately afterwards, Lan Zhi burst into laughter.
Hahahaha!!!
His unrestrained laughter, like a resounding bell, instantly echoed throughout the entire star field, causing some nearby platforms to ripple slightly.
However, the laughter of Lan Zhi had not yet completely subsided.
The vortex at the entrance to the secret realm trembled once more!
Another burst of rainbow light erupted violently from the center of the vortex.
The rainbow light quickly stabilized and dissipated.
The interior is now visible.
A dense, overwhelming number of figures—nearly three hundred more!
Just like the previous batch, they were all high-ranking deities from the Abyss Race and the Devouring Race. Each of them was weak and listless, their divine bodies covered with strange, azure cracks, and they were on the verge of death from serious injuries.
Including the first batch of four hundred, in just a few breaths, nearly seven hundred high-ranking gods of the Abyss Race Devouring Race were beaten to the point of death and thrown out.
Hahahaha!!!
This time, Lan Zhi laughed even louder and more unrestrainedly.
He deliberately turned to the side, facing the Yao Sui who had just been beside him, and said loudly:
"Oh dear! What's going on? What happened inside? Isn't there a bit too much of this?"
Lan Zhi pointed to the nearly seven hundred wounded floating in the void, a worried expression on her face. "Alas, the limit for us Venerable Lord Rank to stabilize the injuries in one emergency is only about thirty high-level gods, right? These nearly seven hundred... tsk tsk, what are we going to do? If this drags on any longer, I'm afraid several of them will really perish! Hahaha!"
Every word he said was like a slap in the face, striking the distant Devouring Race medical platform hard across the slap.
Yao Sui was standing nearby, was also in high spirits. Upon hearing this, he immediately understood and echoed loudly with the same worry, "Lan Zhi is absolutely right! There are indeed too many. If this is not dealt with in time, there will be casualties. It's truly heartbreaking. However, the Abyss Race and the Devouring Race have many powerful members. Surely they should be able to handle it in time?"
"Handle?" Lan Zhi feigned surprise. "So many on the verge of death, it would take more than a dozen Venerables of the Life Origin Law to handle, wouldn't it? I think we'll have to ask their respective Sovereigns to intervene personally! Hahaha! If we delay any longer, they'll really perish."
The two sang in perfect harmony, each word crystal clear.
In the distance, on the Devouring Race platform, the Lord Nether Fire's eyes almost seemed to spew out tangible flames.
A low, suppressed roar of rage also came from the direction of the Abyss Race platform.
Just as Lan Zhi and Yao Sui were putting on their act, Yao Sui's words, "If we delay any longer, we will really perish," had not yet completely faded, a majestic figure in dark purple appeared without warning above the nearly seven hundred dying Abyss Devouring Gods.
The figure was shrouded in a dense, dark purple light, obscuring its exact appearance, but the oppressive aura emanating from it caused all the Venerable Lord Rank beings present to feel a chill in their souls.
Dominate!
The dark purple figure made no unnecessary movements or sounds, simply flicking its wrist gently across the void below.
An invisible force swept over them, instantly engulfing the nearly seven hundred dying Abyss-Devouring Allied Forces gods, leaving behind only a clean void, as if nothing had happened.
Having done all this, the dark purple figure seemed to give a cold "humph" towards the Spirit Race's medical platform.
This cold snort, though not loud, struck the depths of the souls of every powerful individual like the heaviest drumstick, causing their blood to surge and their souls to tremble.
Immediately, a flash of dark purple light appeared, and the towering figure vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
The ruler personally intervened to clean up the mess, which was also a silent warning and deterrent.
However, after experiencing the initial impact of the oppressive aura, the three Lan Zhi, Tian He, and Yao Sui not only showed no fear, but also exchanged a glance and burst into laughter!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Happy!"
"What a wonderful day!"
They laughed heartily and unrestrainedly, releasing all the pent-up frustration and anger they had accumulated through their laughter.
What if the ruler intervenes?
Although they managed to save face, they've completely lost face!
Nearly seven hundred high-level gods, including one superior god, were beaten to the point of near death and thrown out. This was an unprecedented defeat since the opening of the secret realm, enough to make the Abyss Race and the Devouring Race unable to hold their heads high in front of the Pan-Spirit Alliance for a long time to come!
Their laughter instantly ignited the already tense atmosphere around them.
"My God! That was... the Abyss Race's Overlord? The Overlord himself made a move?"
"Nonsense! Otherwise, who could take away nearly seven hundred dying gods at once?"
"What on earth happened inside?! There were nearly seven hundred high-level gods! And even higher-ranking gods!"
"Quickly! Quickly tell the brothers in the fortress this news!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Big news! Absolutely big news!"
An uproar swept across the country like a tsunami.
Whether it was the gods from other levels of the Pan-Spirit Alliance had just been defeated and whose injuries were relatively minor, or the powerful figures from various races who were carrying out various missions or watching the spectacle nearby, everyone was completely in an uproar.
They discussed and speculated excitedly, while frantically sending the shocking scene they had just witnessed to their friends, colleagues, and superiors still in the fortress through their respective communication methods.
The news spread like wildfire throughout the three races' fortress.
After laughing, the three of them, Lan Zhi, quickly calmed down.
"Report the situation to Qing Yan immediately."
Lan Zhi said in a deep voice. Although he knew that, given the level of the Sovereign, Qing Yan must have sensed and paid attention to the situation here when the Sovereign of the Abyss Race appeared, the nature of "the Sovereign himself paying attention" and "they actively reporting" are completely different. This is a matter of attitude.
The three lords quickly organized the information and gave a concise report on the abnormal eruption at the exit of the secret realm, the nearly seven hundred Abyss Devouring Gods (including the near-death exit of high-ranking gods), and the Abyss Race ruler personally taking away the wounded.
Soon, a gentle yet supremely majestic thought descended and resounded in their consciousness, containing only three words:
"Knew."
Then, the thought added, "Find out what happened as soon as possible."
"We humbly obey the Lord's decree," the three venerable ones replied respectfully.
The ruler's response was concise, but clear: I understand. Go and investigate.
After the report was completed, the three lords turned their attention back to the entrance of the secret realm.
They discovered that the "outburst" of exports had not stopped.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Streaks of rainbow light continued to shoot out intermittently.
However, the figures enveloped in the rainbow light were in much better condition than the previous two groups. They were no longer on the verge of death; most of them had minor injuries or had been overexerted. Although their auras were weak, they were clear-headed and started cursing as soon as they came out, their faces so gloomy they could drip water.
"Damn it! Damn it!!"
"A Source Treasure! It's definitely a Source Treasure! How could the Human Race bring a Source Treasure in?!"
"A sneak attack! A shameless sneak attack! They resort to violence without warning!"
"That blue light shattered my divine shield like paper!"
"The retreat order was given too late! If we had dispersed earlier..."
"Don't even mention it! Lord Omaba and the two leaders were wiped out in a single encounter! How are we supposed to fight now?"
"Damn it! We've lost a lot of money this time!"
Intermittent curses and conversations emanated through the fluctuations of their souls and were keenly detected by the three venerable masters.
Source Treasure! Human Race! Ambush! Omaba and the leader were gone in a single encounter!
The number of keywords is increasing, and the picture is becoming clearer.
The three lords were filled with curiosity, like cats scratching at their hearts, wishing they could immediately capture a few Abyss Race or Devouring Race gods and interrogate them severely.
But that's clearly impossible.
Just as they were feeling somewhat helpless and were about to try to find out more through other channels, another rainbow of light shot out and stabilized in the void.
The figure that appeared this time caught the attention of the three lords.
She was a female high-ranking Spirit Race, with a slender figure, a beautiful face, and a crescent-shaped star pattern between her eyebrows.
Her silver armor gleamed and shone, her divine power surged steadily and abundantly, and she held a strange, silver-white spherical device in her hand. She was in an exceptionally good state, a stark contrast to the surrounding Abyss Race and Devouring Race who were cursing and in a sorry state.
"Hmm? Is she a high-ranking deity of my clan?" Lan Zhi asked in surprise. "Judging from her appearance, she doesn't seem to have been beaten. Why would she appear at this time?"
A glint flashed in the eyes of the Lan Zhi: "Perhaps... she knows something!"
Without hesitation, he raised his hand and slashed at Adeline's direction.
A gentle yet irresistible force instantly traversed the void, pulling Adeline, who had just regained her footing and was preparing to find her way back to the Spirit Race fortress, directly in front of the three Venerable Lords.
Adeline felt a blur before her eyes and found herself standing before three venerable lords exuding immense majesty. Startled, she quickly recognized them as Lan Zhi, Tian He, Yao Sui, and immediately bowed respectfully. "Adeline of the Spirit Race greets the three venerable lords!"
"No need for formalities." Lan Zhi looked intently at her. "Adeline, you just came out of the secret realm? Do you know what major events happened inside? How come so many Abyss-Devouring Allied Forces gods were seriously injured and forced to withdraw?"
Adeline suppressed her excitement, quickly organized her thoughts, and respectfully replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I did indeed just pass through the evacuation point and emerge from the 45th level of the secret realm. Inside, a Decisive Battle has just concluded."
"Decisive Battle?" Tian He pressed.
"Yes." Adeline nodded, her voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement. "The Pan-Spirit Alliance, led by His Excellencies Yan Long, Qing Ling, Taikasha, and Mo Yao, has assembled over 1,600 high-ranking deities to engage in Decisive Battle against the combined forces of the Abyss Race and the Devouring Race, numbering approximately 2,400 deities, in the outer starfield surrounding the evacuation point!"
The three lords exchanged a glance; it was indeed going to be a large-scale Decisive Battle!
"What was the result?" asked Yao Sui.
Adeline took a deep breath and raised her voice slightly. "We have won a great victory! We have almost completely annihilated the enemy's main force!"
"What?" Even the three Venerable Lords were taken aback by this result.
Despite being outnumbered, how could they manage to annihilate almost the entire enemy force?
"How did you do that?" Lan Zhi pressed.
Adeline's face showed reverence. "It's because of Lin Yi of the Human Race!"
"Lin Yi?" Tian He was slightly taken aback, and quickly said, "You mean Lin Yi, the Lin Yi of our Human Race?"
"Yes!" Adeline exclaimed excitedly, "Lord Lin Yi not only possesses strength comparable to an ordinary high-ranking god, but he also used a Source Treasure in the Decisive Battle!"
Despite having suspected it beforehand, hearing the words "Yuanbao" confirmed by word of mouth still stirred up waves in the hearts of the three lords.
Adeline continued, "Lin Yi first unleashed a punch, using the power of a Source Treasure to pierce through the enemy formation head-on, instantly annihilating the enemy's high-ranking deities, two leaders, and over four hundred high-level deities! He then unleashed an area-of-effect attack, suppressing nearly two hundred deities. The enemy's morale collapsed, and they scattered and fled. Our side pressed their advantage, achieving a glorious victory! I was in a hurry to leave the secret realm and did not participate in the pursuit, but when I left, the pursuit was still ongoing."
As she spoke, she activated the "Myriad Star Eye" in her hand.
Runes flowed across the silvery-white sphere, projecting a clear screen of light.
On the light screen, the stunning footage she had recorded began to play—a lone black-haired figure standing before the enemy ranks, a brilliant blue fist beam piercing through the sea of stars, hundreds of rainbow lights illuminating simultaneously, the collapsing enemy formation, and treasures floating in the sky.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Lan Zhi exclaimed "Good!" three times, unable to contain her smile any longer. "What a fine Human Race, Lin Yi! What a fine Origin Treasure!"
He turned to look at the Tian He beside him and patted the latter's shoulder forcefully. "Tian He! Your Human Race Human Race truly blessed! You have performed such a great service this time, you must treat us! I want to drink your treasured Seven-Light Drunken Star Dew!"
Yao Sui also said enviously, "Indeed, your Human Race has struck gold to have such a prodigy."
The Tian He was also filled with excitement at this moment, and upon hearing this, he laughed loudly, "Hahaha! Please! It's just the Seven-Light Drunken Star Dew, you must have it!"
After laughing, Lan Zhi looked at Adeline and said, "Adeline, the images you recorded are very valuable. Now, come with me to pay respects to Qing Yan and personally report the events and images from the secret realm to him."
Greetings to the Qing Yan?
Upon hearing this, Adeline's delicate body trembled slightly, and a look of surprise instantly flashed in her emerald eyes.
She has been a deity for so many years, yet she has never had the opportunity to pay homage to the Sovereign alone!
"Yes! I will obey Your Majesty's command!" Adeline suppressed her excitement and replied respectfully.
Without further delay, Lan Zhi nodded to Tian He and Yao Sui, and then a soft emerald green light emanated from her body, enveloping Adeline as well.
With a flash of light, the two transformed into streaks of light, hurtling towards the Spirit Race's magnificent fortress, which resembled a giant crystal tree.
Watching Lan Zhi and Adeline leave, Tian He's smile remained unchanged, but he began to ponder deeply in his heart.
"Source Treasure," he thought to himself, "How did he come to possess the rudimentary form of a Source Treasure? Was it bestowed upon him by another venerable lord of my clan, or did he obtain it by chance? Or something else?"
Many guesses flashed through the mind of Tian He, but he could not be certain about any of them.
This matter is of great importance.
He had to inform the core leadership of the Human Race of this matter immediately.
With a thought, Tian He instructed his Intelligent Life: "Immediately contact Xuan Yan and Sky Halberd Lord, send them virtual meeting invitations, and add the message that I have extremely important business and need to meet with them immediately in the Virtual Network. Also..."
He paused, his tone becoming even more serious, "Add a sentence to the end of the message: This matter may even require the two of them to jointly apply for an audience with the Eternal Beginning Dominator."