Chen Ran's order swiftly spread throughout the entire Primordial World through the human race's intelligence network.
"Primordial Safety and Development Conference?"
"Organized by the human race?"
"Inviting every major power above the Quasi-Saint realm? What a grand gesture!"
One stone stirred a thousand waves.
The entire circle of great powers in the Primordial World was thrown into an uproar by this sudden invitation.
In the eyes of most Living Beings of the Primordial World, although the human race was the newly ascended protagonist of heaven and earth, its foundation was still shallow. Aside from the unfathomable Human Mother Saint Empress Nuwa, it seemed to possess no high-level combat power worth mentioning.
Yet now, they actually dared to take the lead in convening a summit that involved the uppermost powers of the entire Primordial World?
What gave them the right?
Moreover, the conference's theme was even more baffling.
"The threat of Extraterrestrial Civilization?"
"What does Extraterrestrial Civilization mean? Could the Chaos Demon Gods have returned?"
"Could there be other worlds beyond the Primordial World?"
Doubt, confusion, curiosity, and a trace of disdain formed the first reaction of most great powers upon receiving the invitation.
Some veteran Quasi-Saints who had survived since ancient times, such as Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Minghe, adopted a wait-and-see attitude. Conscious of their status, they were unwilling to casually lend support to a newly born race.
But when they learned that this conference had personally received the approval of Human Mother Saint Empress Nuwa, their attitudes immediately changed.
That was Sage Nuwa!
Among the current Six Sages, she was universally acknowledged as the strongest and most unfathomable.
If even she believed that this so-called "Extraterrestrial Civilization" posed an enormous threat, then this matter was certainly not without cause.
They could not refuse a Sage's request.
Thus, after a brief hesitation, nearly every renowned Quasi-Saint powerhouse decided to travel to the human race's ancestral land and see for themselves.
They all wanted to know what exactly had caused that terrifying fluctuation of aura that had shaken the entire Primordial World not long ago.
They also wanted to see with their own eyes what confidence this newly ascended protagonist of heaven and earth possessed to dare host such a grand conference.
The three-month deadline arrived in the blink of an eye.
The human race's ancestral land was no longer the crude valley it had once been.
Under Chen Ran's planning and the tireless efforts of countless humans, it had become a majestic, magnificent metropolis that blended science fiction with fantasy.
Its name was Origin.
Its walls were cast from a special alloy mixed with stellar refined metal. They were covered in energy runes that glimmered with a deep blue radiance, making them indestructible.
Inside the city, towering buildings rose one after another, their designs brimming with sleek technological flair. Rune-powered unmanned vehicles streaked endlessly through the air along designated routes.
On the ground, people came and went, every human's face shining with confidence and vigor.
When veteran Quasi-Saints such as Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Minghe stepped into this City of Origin, their expressions were a sight to behold.
They had imagined what the human race's ancestral land might look like. Perhaps it would be a massive tribe, or perhaps a blessed immortal sanctuary.
But they had never imagined it would be a city like this... a city of steel and runes that they could not describe in words.
Everything here was filled with novelty, vitality, and... power.
A kind of civilizational power entirely different from the immortal cultivation system they knew.
"Th-this... is the human race?"
Ancestor Minghe watched a squad of human soldiers clad in standardized silver-white mechanized armor, carrying energy spears as they patrolled past him. Even the corners of his eyes twitched.
He could sense that the individual cultivation of those soldiers was no higher than the Heavenly Immortal realm.
Yet the "iron shells" on their bodies and the "strange weapons" in their hands made even him, a Quasi-Saint, feel a trace of danger.
If tens of thousands of such soldiers formed a Military Formation...
Ancestor Minghe did not dare think any further.
For the first time, he felt the slightest lack of confidence in the Sea of Blood Great Array formed by his four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons.
The conference was held in the center of the City of Origin, within a building called the Hall of Civilization.
After all the invited great powers had taken their seats,
the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti—the five Sages—arrived together.
When the Sages descended, auspicious signs fell from the heavens, and golden lotuses bloomed from the earth.
The entire City of Origin was enveloped by supreme sage might.
All the great powers rose and bowed.
However, the five Sages merely nodded slightly to the crowd. Their gazes were drawn instead to this unusual city and the futuristic Hall of Civilization.
Even they had never seen such a sight before.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, what a grand undertaking," Primordial Heavenly Venerate said, his tone carrying a hint of complex emotion.
Just then,
Nuwa's figure appeared at the seat of honor in the hall.
Beside her stood a handsome young man dressed in white.
It was Chen Ran.
Using the power of human civilization, he had condensed a physical form and, for the first time, formally stepped onto center stage in the Primordial World.
Everyone's gaze converged upon him.
Who was this young man?
What gave him the right to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sage Nuwa?
Chen Ran ignored everyone's stares and calmly walked to the front of the hall.
Behind him, a massive light screen lit up.
On the screen appeared that diamond-shaped black warship, filled with an icy, deadly aura.
And footage of its world-destroying main cannon firing.
"Everyone."
Chen Ran spoke, his voice clearly reaching every ear through an amplification formation.
"Before the conference begins, I would first like everyone to watch a piece of real footage from beyond our domain."
"The subject of this footage is the core issue we will discuss at this conference."
"An extraterrestrial mechanical civilization known as Gestalt."
As his words fell,
the breathtaking battle footage recorded by the Civilization began to play.
The entire Hall of Civilization instantly fell into dead silence.
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