The Five Great Civilizations acted swiftly, rapidly completing the allocation of resources. In the hall leading to the Eighth-Layer Space, Top-Tier Lifeforms from the various civilizations soon gathered.
The number of Seventh-Level and Eighth-Level Lifeforms from the Five Great Civilizations in the hall exceeded fifty—a staggering figure.
That was an utterly terrifying number. Even the ruling civilizations of some World Clusters could not muster such forces.
With so many Top-Tier Lifeforms gathered in one room, their faces were filled with solemnity and unease. The Player Civilization in particular made no effort to hide its anxiety.
Once the beings from the Five Great Civilizations had assembled, waves of energy soon rippled through the hall. The energy enveloped every lifeform there, and with a sudden, bewildering fluctuation of space, they all vanished from the spot.
Mystic Realm, an unknown space on the Eighth Layer.
The beings from the Five Great Civilizations' advance team watched their surroundings with undivided attention. Beads of sweat even rolled down the bodies of these Top-Tier Lifeforms.
The lingering fluctuations Green had left behind weighed heavily on the minds of these beings from Top-Tier Civilizations. To prevent anything unexpected from happening, they had no choice but to use every means of detection at their disposal, so that they could spot any problems and respond at a moment's notice.
Suddenly, ripples spread as if a drop of water had fallen into a lake, and the space at their center began to distort. The eight Fifth-Level Lifeforms present jolted and spun around, instantly locking onto the spatial ripples. In such an oppressive atmosphere, they were extremely sensitive to the slightest disturbance.
An oppressive aura poured from the bodies of the eight Fifth-Level Lifeforms. In an instant, they used it to lock down the spot where the spatial ripples had