Desolate Tomb, Grey Tomb

Within Yinshou Race territory, one Universe Venerable after another appeared. Even though they took care to conceal their identities and locations, so many had shown up that they all became aware of one another.

"That's Venerable Konghua of the Monster Race, an exceptionally powerful Intermediate Venerable. He has the Supreme Treasure Heavenly Axe and is astonishingly strong. What brought him here?"

"That's Xintuo Venerable of the Tuoshan Race. They're just an ordinary race—how dare he get involved?"

"Greedy, aren't they? Look at that Venerable from the Golden Horn Race. He's even less impressive than the one from the Tuoshan Race. He's only an Elementary Venerable, yet he still dared to come here."

"So what? The timing is excellent. This area is an Outer Domain Battlefield designated by the four races. The Yinshou Race doesn't guard it, and the Primal Stars opened last year, so there's far less competition. Naturally, many lifeforms are drawn here."

Across the starry sky, strands of consciousness exchanged words, seemingly casually, while keeping tabs on one another.

One of them retreated into a star. Its cold voice carried a hint of mockery. "Luckily, we joined the Machine Race faction... Those Monster Race fellows are still slow to communicate, while the Zerg faction relies on Soul Slaves to relay messages. What a hassle. Only humanity has the Virtual Universe, so they're the ones we need to watch out for."

"Hahaha, I know some who joined the Monster Race faction out of admiration for its strength. Who'd have guessed their communications would be the most backward?" said another, a silver lifeform shaped like a spider. "This Outer Domain Battlefield is rather interesting. The Monster Race may be no great shakes, but their communication systems at least meet the basic standard. Their channels can't be decoded by other races,