Crystal Race and Starry Sky Behemoth Alliance Make the List

While everyone was discussing, the text on the Sky Screen silently condensed into shape once more.

[TOP 6: Crystal Race · Sha Ying!]

The moment this line of text appeared, the Crystal Race Holy Palace fell into a deathly silence that lasted for five full breaths.

The Crystal Race Holy Lord sat upright upon his crystalline, translucent throne, the golden single eye in the center of his forehead suddenly widening.

The fifteen Universe Masters of the Crystal Race surrounding him all looked up in unison, their flawless crystal faces filled with expressions of disbelief.

Among the nine super powers of the Primal Universe, the Crystal Race had always been at the bottom. They possessed no Supreme True Treasures, no top-tier combat power among the Universe Supreme Beings, and their territory was so remote that even the Zerg Race and the Machine Race couldn't be bothered to reach out for it.

On the Sky Screen's Power Ranking, not a single member of the Crystal Race had made the list.

In the competition for the top ten of the Sky Screen's Genius Ranking, the Crystal Race had not been considered a threat by any faction from the very beginning.

And now, Sha Ying.

The only World Lord their Crystal Race could show off during the million-year genius frenzy was ranked sixth on the Genius Ranking!

One spot higher than Blood Fang of the Demon Beast Alliance.

"Sha Ying..." The Crystal Race Holy Lord's voice trembled slightly, his golden single eye swirling with emotions that were impossible to name.

He had reigned for countless eras, witnessing every moment the Crystal Race was bullied by the Monster Race, ignored by the Zerg Race, and left far behind by humanity.

He had once thought that both of the Sky Screen's assessments would, like the first Power Ranking, ruthlessly leave the Crystal Race forgotten in a corner.

But now, Sha Ying's name hung high above on the Sky Screen, even more dazzling than the direct disciple of the Beast Ancestor.

In the center of the Holy Palace, a Crystal Race warrior knelt on one knee.

His physique was vastly different from most Crystal Race warriors; he was not a tall, imposing crystal giant, but possessed a streamlined body covered in sand-gold, translucent crystal armor. Every inch of his carapace flowed with a visible rhythm, as if his entire body were stitched together from countless microscopic crystal particles.

He also bore a golden eye in the center of his forehead, but the light within it was extremely faint, restrained like an unpolished raw stone.

He was Sha Ying.

The Holy Lord's voice was uncharacteristically high-pitched, to the point that he did not even notice it himself, "No one from our race has ever ascended the Sky Screen. You are the first. Sha Ying, you have made the entire Crystal Race hold its head high before the Primal Universe."

Sha Ying did not answer immediately. He slowly stood up, pressed his right fist against his chest, and bowed his head to the Holy Lord.

His movements were slow, as solemn as if he were performing the final curtain call of his life.

In the Demon Ancestor Secret Realm, the Dream Demon Ancestor, who had just relaxed slightly because of Frost Parasite making the list, felt her heart gripped tightly once again.

Blood Fang ranking seventh had already left a bitter taste in her mouth, and now, even the Crystal Race—that transparent little entity that always trailed behind the peak races—had surpassed the Monster Race.

Her silver snake body twitched restlessly, her snake-like pupils filled with unwillingness.

"The Crystal Race? That Crystal Race that doesn't even have a Supreme True Treasure? His disciple can rank sixth?" The Dream Demon Ancestor's voice was sharp enough to almost tear the palace apart.

The Tremor Demon Ancestor remained silent at her side.

He was not as furious as Meng Cha, but the slight twitching of his eyes beneath his serrated shell betrayed the shock in his heart.

The Crystal Race was hiding deeper than he had imagined, and for Sha Ying to rank sixth meant that in the comprehensive evaluation of talent, comprehension, and mental willpower, he was at least S-grade.

Inside the Zerg Queen Palace, the Queen set down the Eternal Pearl, a hint of solemnity appearing on her beautiful face for the first time.

She had originally thought that the sixth place would likely be Lie Tianzun of the Demon Beast Alliance or He Qiu of the Starry Sky Behemoth Alliance, but she had not expected the Crystal Race to snatch the spot.

She had an impression of the name Sha Ying—the only genius the Crystal Race had been able to produce in a million years—but the Zerg Race's intelligence system had never possessed a complete assessment of his combat style and strength level.

"Hidden deep enough," the Queen said softly, a cold light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

In the Demon Beast Alliance Main Hall, the joy the Beast Ancestor had felt after Blood Fang obtained the True God-level willpower secret technique was doused by a bucket of cold water.

Blood Fang ranked seventh, and the Crystal Race's Sha Ying ranked sixth.

He had been edged out by just one spot.

Lord Juefeng's nine heads swayed in unison as he looked cautiously at the Alliance Master, fearing he might erupt in anger on the spot.

But the Beast Ancestor merely leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long time.

Blood Fang was already the best trump card he could produce; the foundation of the Demon Beast Alliance was ultimately a cut below the four peak races, and being able to reach seventh place had already exceeded his expectations.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his dark gold scales rising and falling like a tide in the dim light, "Above sixth place is the battlefield of truly top-tier geniuses. For Blood Fang to rank seventh is already the limit."

In Chaos City, Luo Feng and Hong sat side by side on the cultivation platform.

The combat projection of Blood Fang had just dissipated when Sha Ying's name immediately appeared on the Sky Screen.

They had encountered the Crystal Race during their long careers of training; it was a special race naturally possessing a crystallized body, holding a natural racial advantage in defense, with a tolerance for material attacks far exceeding flesh-and-blood lifeforms of the same rank.

But precisely because of the characteristics of their crystallized bodies, the Crystal Race was often inferior to humans or the Zerg in the spirituality of law comprehension. A Crystal Race member who could fight their way to sixth on the Genius Ranking was definitely not simple.

Luo Feng looked at Sha Ying's name on the Sky Screen, a subtle feeling suddenly rising in his heart.

His Golden Horned Beast clone and Blood Sea Clone were both paths that excelled in physical body, possessing the foundation to fight above their rank in terms of defense.

But Sha Ying followed an extreme defensive path that was completely different from the Golden Horned Beast.

It was not relying on scales or carapaces to take hits head-on, but using the ability of those crystal particles to reorganize, thereby diffusing, transferring, and unloading the force of attacks.

He ran this defensive philosophy through his consciousness, attempting to make a preliminary comparison with the main body's Seven Changes of Yan God, only to find that the two were completely different in their underlying logic of law fusion.

The more unique and unconventional an opponent is, the more worthy they are of his study.

Above the Sky Screen, the combat projection of Sha Ying began to slowly unfold.

It was a dead, silent star region filled with drifting sand.

In the background, countless shattered stellar remains flickered in and out of sight amidst the yellow dust, while sandstorms surged from all directions like tidal waves, shrouding the entire battlefield in a dim, chaotic haze.

A slender, sand-gold figure stood quietly in the center of the sandstorm, the single golden eye on his forehead glowing with a faint light, like a dust-covered amber.

His opponent was a peak Marquis-level Monster Race beast, its body as massive as a mountain range and covered in thick rock armor; every step it took sent visible ripples through the void.

The battle entered a white-hot state the moment the beast charged.

The rock-armored beast kicked off with all four hooves, its entire body hurtling toward Sha Ying like a rock meteorite launched from a slingshot.

Shockwaves erupted in layers from the seams of its carapace, grinding the space along its path into fine powder.

Sha Ying did not dodge.

The moment the beast was about to collide, his body disintegrated with a boom.

It did not shatter; rather, it actively transformed into billions of sand-gold crystalline particles, scattering like a cloud of dust caught in a gale.

The beast's full-force charge passed through the cloud of dust, but it was like throwing a punch with all one's might into empty air; with nowhere for the impact to discharge, the momentum sent the beast itself tumbling away.

The particles rapidly reorganized in the void, and Sha Ying's form coalesced behind the beast.

The golden eye on his forehead lit up slightly, and a beam of light, condensed to the extreme, shot silently toward the beast's nape.

The beam struck a microscopic gap in the rock armor, pierced through, and exited from the beast's throat.

The inertia of the beast's charge had not yet fully dissipated, and after stumbling two steps, it crashed to the ground.

In the subsequent projections, the combat style Sha Ying displayed could only be described as "eerie."

His Crystal Race physique granted him unparalleled physical fault tolerance.

Any material attack that struck him could be neutralized by decomposing and reorganizing the impacted area in an instant, transferring the kinetic energy outside his body.

In one projection, a beast skilled in speed and toxic stings struck him dozens of times in rapid succession; every strike was incredibly precise, yet each one was neutralized by Sha Ying's localized particle dispersion the moment of contact, with the depth of the stings forever controlled to stay within the surface layer of his carapace.

At the same time, his method of counterattack was extremely unique.

He did not use weapons, but rather transformed those crystalline particles into sand-gold spears or chains, trapping his opponent from all directions before condensing all his power into a single beam of light to pierce their vitals.

The entire combat process was like a patient sandstorm.

It enveloped, permeated, divided, and wore down the opponent, unhurriedly, until all their resistance was exhausted.

This combat style was identical to the quicksand pits Luo Feng had encountered on the outskirts of the Ancestral God Secret Realm: the more one struggled, the faster one sank.

As the combat projection ended, text continued to emerge on the Sky Screen.

[Crystal Race 'Sha Ying'. World Lord Level 9.]

[Law Comprehension: King-level High.]

[Willpower: High Marquis-level.]

[Comprehensive Evaluation: Talent/Comprehension S-rank, Willpower S-rank, Temperament B-rank.]

[His comprehension, willpower, and growth potential are worthy of being ranked sixth among the top ten geniuses below Immortal level in the Primal Universe's Third Reincarnation Era.]

[Inventory concluded.]

[Reward: Divine Power Burning Secret Technique (First Level).]

[Reward: Palace-type Supreme True Treasure · Water Fire Palace.]

[Reward: One scroll of True God-level Willpower Secret Technique.]

When the seven characters "Palace-type Supreme True Treasure" appeared on the Sky Screen, the entire Primal Universe shook once more.

A Palace-type Supreme True Treasure! It was a top-tier treasure even rarer than domain-type treasures, second only to soul-type treasures in value among all categories.

It could suppress and seal enemies, protect one's own Universe Masters during a safe retreat, and provide absolute protection for its bearer under the suppression of the Primal Universe's supreme rules.

The Zerg Queen had once dominated the Universe Ocean relying on the Queen Palace, and the Founder Giant Axe had relied on the Void-Breaking Boat to directly swallow and suppress over twenty Universe Masters of the Monster Race a million years ago.

And now, a World Lord-level genius had obtained a treasure of this caliber.

Inside the Crystal Race Holy Palace, the Holy Lord stood up abruptly from his throne.

He opened his mouth, the light in his golden eye flickering violently.

It was an emotional fluctuation unique to the Crystal Race; the brighter the light, the more turbulent the emotion. He had strived for countless epochs, risking his life in various dangerous areas of the Universe Ocean to secure a Supreme True Treasure for his race, nearly perishing several times, yet he had always returned empty-handed.

And now, his disciple Sha Ying, a young man at the peak of the World Lord level.

Had received the first Supreme True Treasure in the history of the Crystal Race from the hands of the Sky Screen.

And it was not an offensive type, nor an armor type, but a palace type.

"Water Fire Palace..." the Holy Lord's voice was hoarse and low, carrying a weight that had been suppressed for countless epochs and was finally released, "My race finally has a palace treasure."

Sha Ying took the light orb—interwoven with water and fire—that descended from the Sky Screen, studied it quietly for a moment, and then knelt on one knee, offering it directly to the Crystal Race Holy Lord.

Far away in the Demon Ancestor Secret Realm, the pupils of the Tremor Demon Ancestor contracted slightly.

The palace-type Supreme Treasure was given to the Crystal Race, which meant that from this day forward, even in the most perilous desperate straits, the Crystal Race possessed a trump card to guarantee their survival.

The Dream Demon Ancestor's gaze swept repeatedly over the reward entry on the Sky Screen, the fury in his serpentine pupils gradually transforming into a complex emotion that was difficult to define.

The Zerg Queen did not speak again.

She held the Eternal Pearl in her palm, her beautiful eyes reflecting the light of intertwined water and fire on the Sky Screen, lost in thought.

Inside the Demon Beast Alliance Main Hall, the Beast Ancestor tapped his armrest twice with an expressionless face, glanced at Blood Fang, then at the Sky Screen, and said nothing.

On a nameless planet at the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy, Yang Yu lifted his wine pot, the spout pausing at his lips for a fleeting moment.

His divine sense swept across the territory of the Crystal Race, lingering on Sha Ying for a single breath.

Immediately following, the text on the Sky Screen scrolled once more.

[TOP 5: Starry Sky Behemoth Alliance 'He Qiu']

In the ancestral land of the Starry Sky Behemoth Alliance, atop that massive divine mountain suspended in the void, the winding, coiled giant dragon slowly opened its eyes.

Nine sharp horns were arranged like a crown upon the Old Beast God's dragon head, each one shimmering with an ancient metallic luster under the radiance of the Sky Screen.

His colossal body was coiled at the summit of the divine mountain; every scale was as vast as a mountain, and every breath he took sent visible ripples through the surrounding space.

"He Qiu, fifth place."

The Old Beast God's voice was low and resonant, carrying the vicissitudes of countless epochs. "Not bad. You surpassed the Monster Race, the Zerg Race, the Demon Beast Alliance, and the Crystal Race; you have not brought shame to the Starry Sky Behemoth Alliance."

Below him, a beast, smaller in size but still immense, was prostrate in the void.

Its form was somewhat similar to the Old Beast God, but its scales were a deep, dark cyan, and each scale was engraved with naturally formed golden secret patterns. These patterns would glow faintly as it breathed, like countless tiny golden dragons swimming beneath the scales.

Five sharp horns grew upon its dragon head, each as straight as a sword, their tips glinting with a cold light.

He was He Qiu.

The strongest World Lord cultivated by the Starry Sky Behemoth Alliance with all its resources over the past million years.

"Thank you, Ancestor." He Qiu's voice was much younger than the Old Beast God's, yet equally resonant, carrying an innate majesty.

It raised its head, its dark golden dragon pupils reflecting its own name on the Sky Screen; there was no wild joy in its eyes, only a calm that took it as a matter of course.

Starry Sky Behemoths were inherently one of the most powerful special life forms in the Primal Universe, their innate gene levels far exceeding those of the same rank, and they crushed the vast majority of flesh-and-blood life forms in terms of bloodline.

He Qiu was the cream of the crop among them, standing at the pinnacle of billions of living beings from the very day it hatched.

Fifth place, in its view, was not an honor, but the baseline.