Before his crossing, Su Ming had known nothing about the Yongjia Race. For all he knew, they were some background faction that had crawled out of a forgotten corner of some setting guide. Everything he had just told his teammates had been read from the other party's mind by Strangle.
Whether it was true still required his own assessment.
Su Ming was somewhat inclined to believe their claim that they had once ruled a multiverse. After all, they had made their own multiverse disappear with a single scientific experiment and still managed to escape with a fleet. They were definitely Multiversal Level.
But as for their current combat strength, that depended on how many individuals remained within the race. The memories claimed there were three million, but Su Ming did not quite believe it. What kind of race had a population count like that? It did not even end in a round number.
As a warrior race, they had surprisingly developed an egalitarian political system. Every individual had the right to voice an opinion and vote in the Warrior Council known as Dak-Sha.
That was why Su Ming had captured one of them and let Strangle eat him. This alien might not have been the strongest fighter in the race, but he was no minion. He knew as much as the rest of his people.
Yongjia technology was highly advanced. The experiment that had made their multiverse disappear had involved temporal abilities, though no one knew whether it had truly succeeded.
At present, their fleet was wandering around the edge of Earth-0's universe. Even their smallest Single-Person Aircraft carried a Planet-Killing Weapon. After their home had vanished, they had endured a long journey and gradually developed certain traits of a nomadic people.
At the same time, every Yongjia Person possessed