Not all the alien Universe Masters had died.
However, in the entire Primordial Universe, there might not even have been five hundred Universe Masters left outside the Ancestor God Religion.
Even fewer Universe Masters from the pinnacle and top-tier factions had survived by sheer luck.
Most of those survivors belonged to the Northern Border Alliance.
After all, after the Northern Border Alliance's crushing defeat last time, its Universe Masters had not dared to join the assault on the Human Race this time.
As a result, quite a few of the Northern Border Alliance's Universe Masters had survived.
Most of these Universe Masters had hidden in special secret realms within the Primordial Universe or headed straight into the Depths of the Cosmic Sea.
They also knew how powerful the Human Race's Virtual Universe was, so none dared hide anywhere it could connect to.
Everyone studied the distribution map and plans provided by Primal Ancestor, committing each detail to memory.
More than 99 percent of the Primordial Universe's territory could now be said to belong to the Human Race.
If the number of human powerhouses had not surged recently, holding all this territory would have been no easy task.
Every Star Zone needed at least one fighter with Venerable-level strength to guard it.
Some secret realms also needed guards with King-level or Venerable-level strength.
Powerhouses also had to be stationed in dangerous locations along the edges of certain Star Zones.
If Wild Ginseng had not begun to be gradually distributed to the Human Race's Marquis-level fighters, there would not have been enough human powerhouses to guard these vital locations.
As they reviewed the assignments issued by Primal Ancestor, the human powerhouses split off a thread of consciousness to pass the arrangements down through the ranks.
But these were all minor matters.
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