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"Hold the line?"

Ye Tai murmured, his eyes reflecting the list on the Light Screen.

Ten names—all of the top ten on the Investiture of the Gods were present!

Every one of them had astonishing records of being "lost" in the Alien Starry Sky, slaying Tenth Order Alien Races, and charging alone out of encirclement after encirclement.

All of them had completed their Dharma Aspect reconstruction and stepped into the heavens. They truly stood Above the Nine Heavens!

If any one of them could come to provide support, they would be enough to shoulder the crucial task of holding the line and determine the course of the Bottom Layer Battlefield.

But...

There was not a trace of excitement on Ye Tai's face. It was filled entirely with helplessness instead.

"Venerable, can they make it here?"

The number of Tenth Order Alien Races far exceeded that of the Human Race's Titled Generals. Every Pioneer Constellation faced the same situation.

As the top ten on the Investiture of the Gods, their astonishing achievements also meant that the Constellations they occupied would inevitably draw the covetous eyes of even more Alien Races.

After all, while they had risen onto the Investiture of the Gods, their names had also entered the top ten of the Cosmic Demon Sealing Record!

The Ten Thousand Races joining together to exterminate them was no empty phrase!

"Didn't I say it already? Wait a little longer!"

Zhihui's face twitched. Unable to keep up appearances, he said in a muffled voice:

"This old man has already secretly contacted Instant Prison. But he's carrying out a mission and said he should finish it in 1,200 years. Lu Tie will likely need around 1,500 years, while Yun Shang will be faster—she promised 1,000 years..."

As each sentence came out, not only did