At this moment, on a planet in a remote starfield billions of light-years away.
Whoosh!
On a plain upon this planet, numerous Illusion Race members who had teleported over from the Illusion World suddenly appeared.
Among them were Minerva, Sophia, and five other Early Ancient Saints.
When the Mirage Mist Pearl self-destructed and tore through the Ten Worlds Tower's defenses, they had promptly used the emergency teleportation array the Illusion Race had left behind in the Illusion World, instantly teleporting to this Illusion Race refuge.
Emergency teleportation arrays like this were actually scattered throughout the Illusion World. Their purpose was to ensure that if the Illusion Race was ever attacked and exterminated by enemies, the remaining members would still have a chance to flee and survive.
However, the Ten Worlds Tower had sealed space-time, preventing them from using this teleportation array earlier. But once the Mirage Mist Pearl tore open the Ten Worlds Tower's blockade, they immediately activated the teleportation formation and rescued a large number of Illusion Race members.
Still, too few had reacted in time. The Illusion Race members who managed to reach this refuge were far too few; compared with the total population of the Illusion Race, they were merely a single hair from nine oxen.
Yet in truth, it was fortunate that only a small group had escaped. If most of their forces had fled, they would surely have alerted the human Saints and left behind countless traces. Then they would not have been able to escape.
It was precisely because their numbers were so small and insignificant, like flies, that they had failed to draw the attention of the human Saints.
"We finally got out."
An Early Ancient Saint of the Illusion Race dressed in black sighed with emotion. He could not help coughing up