A mustard seed was infinitesimal, revealing the minute; Mount Sumeru was vast and boundless. Gazing up at the firmament, silent since antiquity, there was only the infinitely distant universe—still, empty, and pitch-black.
In the boundless void lay an utterly desolate planet. There was not a single green leaf, not a wisp of cooking smoke, not a grain of soil, nor a breath of floral fragrance. There was only a world of water, an ocean of clouds. This small planet lay six light-years from Douluo Star and was only half its size. A thick atmosphere wrapped around it like a quilt, and blue seawater covered its surface.
More than a dozen streaks of light raced across the sky. Sonic booms rang out in succession, ripples spread through the space overhead, and towering waves surged across the sea, each higher than the last.
The Crimson Mother bitterly blocked the Goddess of Life's attack and evaded the combined assault of three Second-Level Deities from the Life God System. Her usually immaculate hair now hung disheveled over her shoulders, and fatigue showed on her exquisite face. Her eyes blazed as she surveyed her surroundings. The deities of the Life God System had surrounded her completely, making her teeth itch with hatred. She glared at the Goddess of Life before her and said:
"The Divine Realm and I have always kept to our own waters, never troubling each other. Why did you suddenly launch this pursuit while I was away from the Divine Realm? Does your Divine Realm truly intend to start a war with my Crimson Domain that will engulf several star domains?"
The Goddess of Life wore an aqua-green gown brimming with the breath of life. A faint golden glow veiled her face, and her vibrant vitality was unforgettable, inspiring an extraordinary sense