Deja Vu!

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

The newly developed region of [Formless Barrier], once territory stained by the Netherworld's Filthy Blood, was now a cold, shattered expanse of vast stellar ruins.

At this moment, a grand, silent miracle was unfolding.

Star Forger Envoys, their chests branded with the Formless Radiance Mark signifying "Great Sun Shining Bright," were scattered across one corner of the starry sky. With a wave of their hands, they drew in the drifting shattered Star Remnants and clouds of dust, condensing them into one planet after another.

A star occupied the center, with nine planets orbiting around it, together forming a "standard Star System."

The ruins of the starry sky seemed to have been washed over by countless trickling streams, cleansing away the war's gaping wounds and leaving behind new homelands awaiting the arrival of "pioneers."

Amid the countless busy Star Forger Envoys, a black-robed figure hung alone in the starry sky, as though commanding the entire situation.

The reason it was only "as though" was because...

No matter which angle the Star Forger Envoys looked from, all they could see was a... proud and solitary back?!

"It's been a month. He hasn't even changed posture once. Isn't he tired?"

Tang Yetian's mouth twitched, his face gloomy.

Originally, he had wanted to get closer to this new leader and, while he was at it, play to his strengths and flatter him a little.

But this leader seemed to prefer the feeling of "turning his back on all living beings"!

"Hehe, Old Tang, the wind changes direction pretty quickly for you!"

Qiu Lan picked at her nails and mocked,

"The general hasn't even left yet, but the tea has already gone cold at your place!"

"Nonsense! Am I that kind of person?" Tang Yetian