Night Crest Makes Its Move

Above a colossal silver star stretching over a million miles.

Fan Gu God Monarch stood alone, watching the many Divine Lords depart with an indifferent gaze. Beneath the chill in his eyes lay a deeply hidden thread of worry.

Just as Ming Fan had said, his true body was trapped. No matter how many trump cards and methods he had left behind, there would come a day when they were exhausted. If no turning point arrived by then, the situation would take a sharp turn for the worse.

For now, he was relying entirely on the deterrence he had built in the past, along with the many trump cards in his hand, to maintain the situation.

Most crucially, he could not yield too much right now. Once he yielded everywhere and showed weakness at every turn, not only would the situation fail to improve—it would worsen still further, emboldening all sides to act without restraint.

Thus, even with limited trump cards and methods at his disposal, he had no choice but to put on a hard-line stance.

Moreover,

the Thousand Illusions Voidspirit Flower was also something he was determined to obtain. There was no chance he would yield it to anyone.

This was a secret treasure of the Void Lineage. Consuming one flower could greatly increase one's affinity with the Void Dao throughout the long years of One Tribulation. To him, it was practically one of the resources he valued most.

He was a Divine Lord of the Void Lineage, standing at the Eighth Heaven Peak, only a single step away from the Nine Heavens. Once he took that step and comprehended the Four Mysteries Fusion of the Void Lineage, he would ascend directly into the Nine Heavens!

At that time, not only could his true body easily escape its