Heaven and earth, the rivers of stars, were filled with nine terrifying auras. All things froze. To weaker lives, even time itself seemed to stand still.
Countless living beings could no longer think or even sense their own existence.
The nine auras were vast, unmistakable, and foreign to the Horn Nether Domain.
They had already become starfield-level beings!
The instant such figures appeared in the Horn Nether Domain, every emperor-level being in the domain should have sensed them. They stood out like torches in endless darkness, visible across countless rivers of stars. There was no hiding them.
Ants and specks of dust could hide among grains of sand.
But how could starfield-level beings hide?
The appearance of any being at the peak of Void Refining in the Horn Nether Domain would instantly ignite a terrifying war across the entire starfield. It would be all-out war, with no room for delay and no chance to ease tensions.
That was exactly what the Flame Stone Great Emperor thought.
His divine body of flame was imprisoned, as was his soul. But in the preceding ten-thousandth of an instant, he had frantically sent talismans pleading for help to the Azureflame Ancient Emperor and every emperor of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.
Nor had he stopped at emperor-level beings. He sent one to every being he could contact. Calls for help went out countless times in an instant, displaying the full might of an emperor.
Yet he waited, and the starry sky remained silent. Not a ripple appeared.
Far away in the unseen reaches of space, a vast, invisible starfield-level formation slowly unfurled across the Flame Stone Starfield's eleven minor worlds. Anchored to the tens of thousands of spiritual and earth veins of different grades within those worlds, it enveloped the entire starfield. It severed