The Madman's Plan! They Actually Want to Use the Solar Star as a Turret!

"Star Devourer" and "Gestalt."

These two cold, mechanical civilization codenames, like two insurmountable ancient divine mountains, pressed heavily on the hearts of every powerful being within the Hall of Civilization.

Inside the grand hall, there was a deathly silence, where even the sound of breathing was clearly audible.

The joy of having just captured the probe and achieved a joint victory had long since been washed away by this cruel truth, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness.

One of them was already enough to make the entire Primordial Era feel like it was facing a great enemy.

Now, there were two!

Furthermore, their targets were astonishingly consistent—the Solar Star!

"Solar Star... Solar Star..."

Primordial Heavenly Venerate repeatedly chewed on the name. For the first time, a deep sense of dread and difficulty appeared on his eternally unchanging face.

He formed a Saint's hand seal with one hand, and countless runes flowed within his eyes. His divine sense transformed into an invisible sharp sword, instantly piercing the Primordial Era's crystal wall and probing into the depths of the boundless Chaos.

He attempted to deduce the whereabouts of the star that the Dao Ancestor had personally banished.

However, Chaos was Chaos.

There was no time, no space, no Laws, only eternal nothingness and confusion. As Primordial Heavenly Venerate's divine sense entered, it was like a drop of water merging into the ocean, instantly losing all direction. Everything perceived was a chaotic mess, making it impossible to find any effective coordinates.

A moment later, Primordial Heavenly Venerate opened his eyes and slowly shook his head.

"It's no use. The Dao Ancestor's seal has cut off all heavenly secrets. Within Chaos, even I cannot find the specific location of the Solar Star."

Even a Saint couldn't find it!

This result made the atmosphere in the hall even heavier.

"We absolutely cannot let them obtain the Solar Star!"

Lord of the Heavens slammed the armrest of his chair, and a terrifying sword intent shot up into the sky, causing the hall's dome to hum.

"The Solar Star was formed from the left eye of Father God Pangu, and it is one of the origins of our Primordial Era world! If it is swallowed by those metal contraptions, it would be no different than digging out one of Father God's eyes! The fate of our Primordial Era world will be severely damaged!"

"My junior brother speaks the truth."

Daoist Jieyin's face, which was always filled with suffering, now turned unprecedentedly solemn.

"The origin of the Solar Star is extremely yang and extremely hard, the source of all yang energy in the world. Once it is seized by external forces, the yin and yang of the Primordial Era will be unbalanced. At that time, eternal night will descend, and all living things will wither. That will be a true calamity!"

The Saints' attitudes were unified as never before.

The Solar Star must not be lost!

But if they couldn't find it, all their efforts were in vain. Could they only watch as those two mechanical civilizations, using unknown means, found the Solar Star, and then, right at their doorstep, fought over this prize?

Wars of that magnitude, even their aftershocks alone, would be more than enough for the Primordial Era to handle.

Just as everyone was at a loss, Nuwa, who had been observing the situation from the main seat, finally spoke.

Her voice was clear and cold, yet like a bolt of lightning, it split through the gloom in the hall.

"Perhaps... there is one person who knows its whereabouts."

Swish!

All eyes instantly focused on her.

"Who?" asked Grand Supreme Elder.

Nuwa's red lips parted, and she uttered a name that had long been covered by the dust of ages, yet stirred countless resentments.

"Xihe."

As these two words were spoken, the expressions of many powerful beings in the hall who had experienced the Witch-Demon Great Tribulation changed in unison.

Xihe!

The former Empress of the Demon Race, the Dao companion of Demon Emperor Dijun, and the mother of the ten Golden Crows!

During the Witch-Demon Great War, Dijun and Taiyi perished, and nine Golden Crows died tragically. This once incomparably noble Empress was heartbroken. Taking the last little Golden Crow, she fled to the Tanggu Valley in the far north to live in seclusion, cutting herself off from the world thereafter.

But everyone knew that she was once the mistress of the Solar Star and had the deepest soul connection with that celestial body.

If there was anyone in this world who could sense the Solar Star, hidden by the Heavenly Dao, it had to be her.

"Absolutely not!"

Guang Chengzi blurted out almost instinctively. He stepped forward, bowed to those above, and spoke with great agitation.

"Reporting to my master, reporting to Empress! We have an irreconcilable hatred with the Demon Race! Back then, the Witch and Demon races shed rivers of blood, and many disciples of our Heavenly Origin Sect perished in it! Now, how can we go and beg a remnant of the Demon Race?"

His words echoed the sentiments of many Immortals and Gods.

Was hatred something that could be easily put aside?

"Guang Chengzi, you're talking nonsense!"

Before any Saint could speak, Zhao Gongming of the Intercepting Sect jumped out and cursed, pointing at Guang Chengzi's nose.

"Is this the time to be haggling over these old grudges? If the skin is gone, where will the fur attach? The house is about to be destroyed, and you're still holding onto that petty hatred? Didn't your Heavenly Origin Sect kill plenty of disciples of the Intercepting Sect back then? Should I settle the score with you first?"

"You...!"

The atmosphere in the hall became incredibly strange as the Heavenly Origin Sect and the Intercepting Sect were about to clash again.

National hatred and family feuds, or the survival of a race – which was more important?

At this tense moment.

A calm voice cut through all the arguments.

"Everyone, are you done arguing?"

It was Chen Ran.

He walked out from the crowd, step by step, until he reached the enormous, incomplete star map that marked two terrifying civilizations.

All eyes involuntarily followed his figure.

"Is it meaningful to argue fiercely here over old grudges from hundreds of Epochs ago?"

Chen Ran turned around, his gaze sweeping over Guang Chengzi, then Zhao Gongming, and finally landing on the faces of the Saints at the highest level.

"In my opinion, we've been thinking about this the wrong way from the very beginning."

He suddenly reached out, pointing heavily at the highlighted coordinate on the star map – the Solar Star!

The light screen flickered violently at his gesture.

"We've been thinking about how to stop the 'Star Devourer', how to defend against 'Gestalt', how to keep the Solar Star from being taken!"

"These are all passive, cowardly thoughts!"

Chen Ran's voice suddenly rose, like a great bell, resounding in the depths of everyone's souls!

"Why don't we think about..."

His hand drew a decisive arc across the star map, connecting the Primordial Era world to that Solar Star, isolated in the Chaos!

"What if we... take control of it ourselves?!"

The entire Hall of Civilization fell silent, not a needle could be heard!

All the powerful beings, including the six Saints high above, had their pupils constrict in shock!

Take control of the Solar Star themselves?!

What a joke!

That was a ferocious entity that even the Dao Ancestor had to seal! The True Sun Fire there was enough to instantly incinerate a Quasi-Saint into oblivion!

"I know this sounds crazy."

Chen Ran took in everyone's shock, his face burning with a light called "ambition."

"But this is also our only chance!"

"Sitting at home, waiting for the enemy to knock on our door, and then fighting an unprepared defensive battle on a pile of ruins? That's the worst possible strategy! As the art of war says, the best defense is always a proactive offense!"

"That chaotic region where the Solar Star is hidden will be our future main battlefield! We must get there before the enemy does!"

"We are not going to extinguish the True Sun Fire, nor are we going to move that star! We are going to..."

"Use the Solar Star as the core, harness its endless energy, and build an unbreachable fortress for our Primordial civilization there!"

Chen Ran's voice was filled with irresistible charisma, painting a grand picture that no one had ever imagined for them!

A super war fortress powered by a star!

"I name it... the 'Solar Furnace'!"

"It will become a dagger of our Primordial civilization plunged into the depths of Chaos! It will be our first and strongest line of defense against all external enemies!"

"At that time, whether it's the 'Star Devourer' or 'Gestalt', if they dare to come, we will let them taste... the wrath of the sun!"

The hall remained deathly silent.

All the powerful beings were completely stunned by Chen Ran's wild, yet infinitely alluring plan.

Building a war fortress centered around the Solar Star?

This scale, this ambition... even the Demon Emperor Dijun, who once ruled all demons and established the supreme Heavenly Court, could only match this.

After a long, long while.

"Hmph, a crazy idea..."

Lord of the Heavens muttered to himself, but in his eyes, there was no trace of disdain. Instead, a terrifying glint erupted, the excitement of facing a worthy opponent, or even seeing a broader world...

"However... I like it!"