"We should be almost there."
Chu Kuangren gazed at the vast starry sky in the distance and murmured.
After several months of sailing, he was approaching Firmament Star.
He wondered how Firmament Star was doing now. With that thought, he suddenly found a random spot to park his warship.
With the star chart in hand, he flew toward Firmament Star alone.
Soon, amid the vast cosmos, he saw a blue-and-white planet with faint flecks of golden light. That was Firmament Star.
The golden light came from the Hate Separation Heaven Formation enveloping the planet.
He concealed his aura without alerting anyone. After locating the Thirty-First Fortress, he slipped inside easily with a flicker of his figure.
As he walked through the fortress, everything was as it had always been.
His Emperor Thought surged out, swiftly gathering all sorts of information.
After the battle at the Blood Abyss, the Blood Tribe had not invaded again. The Extraterrestrial Battlefield was now more peaceful than ever before.
The cultivators in the various fortresses felt as though they had nothing to do.
"I'll find Luo Shui first and ask about the situation."
Inside the General's Residence.
Luo Shui was watering a potted flower in the courtyard.
Yet her brows were tightly furrowed, as though she was pondering something.
No one had expected the Xuanhuang Dao Lord to cooperate with the Deities, and no one knew how things would ultimately develop.
If this went wrong, the Human Race might even return to those dark years when the Deities had kept them like livestock.
When that happened, would a second Human King step forward?!
"Xuanhuang's ambitions are far too great. He wants to use the Deities' power to strengthen himself. He wants to be king himself."
"Hmph. How could the Deities be so easy to control?"