Kunyu's Assault

Three hundred thousand years were enough for a small race to be born, develop, flourish, and wither away...

It was quite a long time.

Yet for the strong, three hundred thousand years might not even be enough to cross a single realm;

thus, it also seemed fleeting...

The Yichen Star Zone, birthplace of the Underworld. Though there was no longer any talk of a core, it was still revered and yearned for by countless living beings...

"...I've already made all the arrangements. Once I die, I'll report for duty!"

Amid the stars, a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator wore an expectant expression as he spoke to the woman beside him;

his companion was speechless. "If you've already made all the arrangements, why not report for duty now?"

"That won't do. This body of mine is still somewhat useful...

Besides, what if I happen to encounter some fortunate opportunity and advance my cultivation another step? Wouldn't my position be higher too?"

The woman nodded. "True. I heard that if a Starry Sky Sovereign or a Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator recommends you;

you can reincarnate while retaining your memories?"

"Exactly. But some great clans place restrictions on that;

like the Qin Clan and the Silver Vast Clan... unless you were originally one of their own, if an outside soul reincarnates into the clan with its memories, it will often be unwelcome, perhaps even expelled from the clan!"

In truth, souls were all the same by nature, but carrying memories... always made people feel uncomfortable;

"Still, anyone who can be recommended by a Sovereign-level powerhouse doesn't care much about clan origins;

the cost is enormous. Not only does it require clan merit, but you also have to hand over vast quantities of resources!

It has nothing to do with people like us."

The woman