"Immortal Pass?"
"A decent name."
"Too bad it was built by ants."
Mo Huo of the Spirit Clan smiled, his hands clasped behind his back.
He walked toward Immortal Pass, step by step.
He had always liked feeding despair, little by little, to races he was destined to destroy.
He liked watching those ants despair.
That fear, those screams, that anguish—he found them so entertaining.
He could wipe them out with a casual wave, but how could that compare to destroying everything they had, step by step, and plunging them into utter despair?
Tap, tap, tap—
He walked through the starry sky, vast purple flowers blooming beneath his feet with every step.
"This is the Divine Sun Alliance's Immortal Pass!"
"Alien, withdraw at once!"
A sentry atop Immortal Pass saw this and immediately shouted.
His mecha gave off a forbidding air, and his aura was far from weak. He had actually reached the Twentieth Order.
Of course, he was merely one of the most ordinary sentries at Immortal Pass.
The other sentries were all cultivating inside the pass. Each day, only one stood atop it to watch the distance.
After all, beyond Immortal Pass lay a vast stretch of space devoid of stars. The pass also had a formation personally laid down by a Half-step Transcendence expert, which would activate immediately if attacked.
Leaving one sentry atop the pass was therefore enough.
"A Twentieth Order human?"
"It seems he's one of the Human Race's strongest."
"But to me, he's still an ant who can't withstand a single blow..."
A bloodthirsty smile touched Mo Huo's face.
He was a full-fledged Dimension-level expert.
What trash was the Twentieth Order compared to that?
"Ants."
"Despair. Wail. Scream."
"Though I don't know how you offended our Spirit Clan, being human is your original sin."