Facing the Evil God!

A realm ablaze with stars.

Xing Huan, a high god, stood atop a colossal ancient starship, the Realm God Plate under his command held in his palm.

"Lord Sovereign..."

Xing Huan murmured.

On his forehead were marks like shattered stars, each corresponding to a star map from a certain galaxy.

His consciousness drifted among the shattered-star marks on his brow, using a bloodline secret art to sense another galaxy and attempt to contact the upper ranks of the Star God Church.

Suddenly, unusual activity came from the Realm God Plate.

Xing Huan focused on the Realm God Plate. His consciousness crossed the boundless void, catching sight of a scene.

The human powerhouse calling himself Pang Jian stood upon dim, fractured earth. Beneath him lay a vast blood-red ocean and towering ancient trees.

Among them, the most conspicuous was a World Tree.

"Huh! A World Tree!"

Xing Huan silently took note, growing increasingly curious.

He soon saw that within the thick, bloodlike ocean, there was unexpectedly a starfield of uncertain reality or illusion, exuding dense deathly intent.

At the center of a bone altar within that silent starfield, an alien being woven from gray-white crystalline threads was rapidly taking shape.

"Du Ling!"

Xing Huan's expression abruptly changed.

Gods like him possessed infinite lifespans, and he had already been a high god for an exceedingly long time.

Even Yuan Yi had not lived as long as he had, and his understanding of the countless secrets of the vast galaxy was far inferior.

He knew how Du Ling had fallen, and he also knew how terrifying Du Ling had been at his peak.

A moment later.

"First Realm God!"

Xing Huan cried out softly, sending a message through the Realm God Plate. "Du Ling nearly became a Death Sovereign. His understanding of the