The War Begins!

Pioneer Constellation No. 269, front line.

The shattered Starry River resembled a gigantic "scar" ripped across the universe, silent and dead.

Amid the frozen wreckage of the Starry River, warriors from the Nine Great Legions—Ten Thousand Ravines, Abyss Prison, and the others—stood like cold statues nailed into the vacuum. Their gazes crossed the floating sea of Star Remnants and locked tightly onto the other side of the Starry River—

That Netherworld Starry Sky, permeated with decayed, viscous, ominous bloodlight.

A great war was about to begin!

The oppressive air was so thick it could not be dispersed; even the drifting stardust had completely frozen still.

Apart from instinctive tension, not a trace of fear could be seen on those utterly solemn faces.

Instead, suppressed excitement and fervor glimmered faintly in their eyes...

At the forefront of the shattered Starry River, nine figures stood atop vast stretches of Star Remnants like nine Stabilizing Pillars. They were the Titled Generals of their respective legions—Ye Tai of Ten Thousand Ravines, Liu Xing of Abyss Prison, Xiang Ran of Crimson Net, Meng Ruyun of Withered Star...

At that moment, all nine had furrowed brows. Their hawk-like gazes pierced the blood-red curtain of deep space, desperately seeking traces of activity within the Netherworld's depths.

Yet Star Extreme Nine Heavens could not look down from Above the Nine Heavens, and their sight was obscured by surging masses of blood-red mist...

Ye Tai dejectedly withdrew his gaze and said helplessly, "It's been three days. Who knows how Tai Shang is doing? There hasn't been a single word!"

"No news is the best news!" Liu Xing waved a hand and said seriously.

"Of the seven days, three have already passed. As long as Tai Shang holds out another four days, until Xiang Hao arrives..."

A vast, profound, strange