Death, Failure

Ancient Chaos Starfield, aboard the Myriad Stars Mothership.

Projection after projection appeared, displaying the ten enormous Life Stars the Federation had relocated from the depths of the Ancient Chaos Starfield.

Every Life Star contained secret realms and countless treasure lands.

So long as they were properly managed and resources were invested into developing the stars, the Star Source Liquid produced each year alone would be enough to make even warriors who reigned supreme in the Sixth-Realm Divine Roaming drool with envy.

Below the projection screens, Bixi Ancestor and Fuxi Ancestor sat there in calm composure.

The figures sitting or standing around them were all ancestors from the Federation's many races. Not one of them stood below the Ninth Realm.

There were already roughly more than a hundred of them.

"Dead... My race's prodigy... our prodigy is dead..." One Ninth-Realm supreme expert abruptly rose, Five-Elements Mystic Radiance surging wildly around him.

It vaguely seemed ready to erupt, transforming into Five-Elements Sword Qi and slashing outward.

He stared fixedly at an image on one of the screens. Blood blossomed across the projection as a monstrous genius ranked among the Federation's core prodigy sequence—

Fell before everyone's eyes just like that.

Including the soldiers under his command and his many followers, all of them perished in the Seventh Star, deep within an exceptionally dangerous treasure land.

At the moment of death, he still clutched two Innate Divine Ability Seeds in his hand.

After he had completely fallen, the two Innate Divine Ability Seeds he had held silently fled into the depths of the void and concealed themselves.

Watching a peerless prodigy of his race perish with his own eyes, the Ninth-Realm supreme expert nearly failed to suppress his aura.

Yet who in this conference room was not a Ninth-Realm supreme expert? Who was