In the void, Lord Zhao Yu gazed at the lowly yet tenacious Star World before him, growing somewhat impatient and angry.
"You ants, why struggle? You'll all meet the same end!" Lord Beiyu reached out and seized the wreckage of the battleship before him, catching one of its World Lords in his hand.
This was already the third batch.
Forty-five minutes into his attack on Star World, a Warship had rushed out of it.
At first, he had thought it was some contingency Dongguan had prepared. He had spent a full thirteen minutes studying and dismantling it, only to discover that it was technology belonging to the natives of the Divine Kingdom.
Its core contained Heavy Treasure materials and Supreme Treasure materials, but its overall strength was insufficient, and he had quickly dismantled it.
He had even wiped out all the World Lords and Domain Lords aboard the Warship.
Yet during that time, the barrier he had breached earlier had thickened again, forcing him to waste even more time.
Then, at around the eightieth minute, a second Warship had arrived from the starry sky.
Lord Beiyu had found nothing puzzling about its arrival.
In a Universe Master's Divine Kingdom, it was normal for space-time to be sealed locally while remaining unsealed outside.
It was only because he, too, was manipulating space-time here. Otherwise, it would have been perfectly normal for that battleship to rush out of Star World.
This time, he had wasted no time and attacked directly. Although the battleship had added some measures targeting him, he had dismantled it in five minutes.
Then, at just the eighty-seventh minute, a third battleship had arrived.
He had dismantled it once again.
Through a forced soul search, he had learned that this so-called Sacred Number Civilization had only a little over