Beyond the Divine Realm, the stars shone cold and distant in the pitch-black night sky. It was almost possible to hear the dreaming whispers of forsaken souls among the shattered walls, while thick resentment and hatred permeated every corner of the Divine Realm, like a silent indictment of the invaders from Heavenly Dragon Star.
Ruined towers stood motionless amid jagged rubble. Scattered flames flickered among the wreckage, casting sparks in every direction. The Heavenly Dragon Starfolk had packed up and taken away all the Immortal Spirit Qi that had once suffused the Divine Realm, leaving only chaotic, winding trails of footprints to testify that they had ever been there.
Thunder Ships laden with plunder took off under the command of Heavenly Dragon Star's First Seat. Using advanced spatial jump technology, they swiftly passed through wormholes into a star domain several light-years away, then sped toward the outskirts of the Douluo Star System. From the way they fled, they seemed afraid that even a moment's delay would bring them face-to-face with the returning gods.
Silence descended over the Divine Realm once more. A cold wind blew through, filtering past mutilated corpses and sweeping across halls that had once been glorious, before a foot stamped down and extinguished it.
The owner of that foot stepped out of a patch of distorted space. Looking upward from his feet revealed a tall, upright young man, with brows sweeping toward his temples and finely drawn features. Beneath his straight, handsome nose, thin lips curved into a smile of smug satisfaction.
Looking at the Divine Realm laid waste by plunder, Yang Ming chuckled and said:
"I originally only meant to stir up a little trouble between Heavenly Dragon Star and the Divine Realm, letting Heavenly Dragon Star divert the Divine Realm's attention for me. I never