When the time was ripe, Dr. Burning pressed the switch.
The moment he pressed that button, an indescribable fluctuation swept through the entire universe.
It struck with extraordinary force, spreading in a peculiar pattern of ripples.
More than half the universe's communications systems were thrown into chaos for roughly one to two seconds.
At the same time, every faction immediately observed that the millions of stars surrounding the Wolong Star Sector had suddenly grown dozens of times brighter.
As those stars rapidly brightened, vast stellar ion storms erupted without warning.
The ion storms merged and connected, forming an enormous ring that completely enclosed the Wolong Star Sector.
From outside, the entire Wolong Star Sector appeared wrapped in countless rays of light.
All communication between the inside and outside was severed. Even when observed from outside, everything within seemed to have entered some bizarre state of suspension.
The powerful, uncanny fluctuation spread throughout the universe.
On the border of the Primordial Empire, in the Elf Empire.
Within an enormous palace built from countless vines and branches, brimming with the verdant colors of life.
Ranks of supremely elite Giant Tree Guards stood like trees on either side.
At a huge table in the center of the palace, the Golden Saint King sat on the left, his entire body radiating dazzling golden light.
Seated opposite the Golden Saint King was a middle-aged man wearing an emerald crown and a brocade robe.
The middle-aged man had four eyes, and his bearing was noble and profound.
He was, of course, the Elf Empire's current chief elector, head of decision-making, and Apostle of Creation.
He was known as the First Hand.
As the leader of the entire Elf Empire, the First Hand was now more than seven thousand years old.
Throughout his long life, he had