The starry sky boiled as though an earthquake had struck, sending out waves that nearly turned it upside down!
Across the heavens, every sect and all the Myriad Races, countless beings were too stunned for words. They did not know how to describe what they had seen.
Yes, what they had seen.
When the enemies arrived and unleashed their slaughter, Yaoyao and the other two had projected the battlefield across the heavens, allowing everyone on every planet to watch.
This was the power of the Heaven-Reflecting Ones. By using it, they had shown everyone Earth's strength.
The shock it caused was beyond compare. Every witness fell silent, at a loss for words.
Under such circumstances, nothing needed to be said.
A throne forged from blood had risen.
"The Heavenly God Race, the Netherworld Race, the Spirit Race, the Xilin, Pierce the Firmament..."
"The Heaven-Reflecting Ones of those factions are all dead. They were killed outside Earth by three people."
"Is this an Illusion Technique covering the entire universe?"
"The heavens have changed. This time, they truly have. Who can stop those three now? Not even the Top Ten!"
"That planet has risen again. It will claim a glory even brighter than it held in the Primordial Era!"
"Incredible. Unbelievable. A myth beyond myths. Words can't describe any of this."
"I feel as though I've witnessed the birth of three Universe Masters, and the birth of the universe's mightiest star!"
The storm began in the Solar System and swept across the entire universe. Nowhere escaped its reach.
Every planet among the Top Ten was shaken to its core. Ancient Ancestors who spent their days in seclusion emerged one after another, as did the clan-guarding ancestors who had slept through untold ages.
They were all Heaven-Reflecting Ones, yet once they learned what