In the Void, the Void currents surged like a tide.
Lancelot stepped forward, and beneath his feet, staircases formed from condensed material runes appeared out of thin air. These runic staircases extended continuously, leading towards the direction of the golden bridge. Behind him, a magnificent Endless phantom slowly materialized, seemingly filling the entire Void. It was majestic and limitless, its body composed of countless primordial substances, and every inch of its skin shimmered with the subtle light of billions of Great Daos.
The God of War of the Astral Realm stood at the end of the golden bridge.
His body seemed even larger than the God of Law when he fought the God of Battle War. The Hall of Heroes above his head cast Endless Radiance, illuminating the Endless phantom legions behind him. These phantoms were not illusions, but the real warrior spirits of the countless civilizations he had conquered—human-shaped swordsmen, colossal beasts thousands of feet tall, beings of light composed entirely of energy, and bizarre, mechanical creations. All the spirits roared, howled, and awaited the moment to fight alongside their master.
"Lord of Endless".
The God of War of the Astral Realm spoke, his voice like the simultaneous beating of billions of war drums:
"I have come today for only one thing."
"War."
Lancelot's head.
He didn't say anything more.
For a true warrior, when the opponent is already standing before him, when the fighting spirit has already dissipated into the Void, any words are superfluous.
The Destruction Long Spear coalesced in his palm.
The runes on the gun instantly activated, and the phantom of Augustus, God of Destruction, appeared, his ferocious face bearing a maniacal smile. This God of Destruction had completely entered his role, his personality becoming increasingly Berserk and insane, and only Lancelot could restrain him.
The God of War of the Astral Realm's gaze fell upon the Destruction Long Spear, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He sensed the Destruction essence contained within that spear—a power powerful enough to threaten Eternity existence.
"Good gun."
He exclaimed in admiration.
Immediately, the God of War of the Astral Realm raised his hand.
The Hall of Heroes above shook violently, its doors swung open, and Endless army of heroic spirits surged forth! These spirits were no longer phantoms, but real entities—manifested by the power of the Hall of Heroes, each possessing the combat strength of their prime, each fearless of death, and each yearning to deliver victory for their master.
"Kill--!"
The roars of countless heroic spirits shattered the surrounding Void. The air currents in the Void were scattered and scattered by the sound waves, revealing even deeper Void Abyss. Those heroic spirit legions covered the sky and the entire Void, surging towards Lancelot.
Lancelot did not move.
He simply stood there quietly, watching the overwhelming legion of heroic spirits draw ever closer.
Just as the front-row heroic spirits were about to touch him—
"Disperse."
Lancelot spoke softly.
The single word fell, and a thousand roars resounded!
The countless Particle Gods surrounding him simultaneously opened their eyes, raised their hands, and unleashed the laws they had comprehended. The Law of Time, Law of Space, Law of Karma, Law of Life and Death, Law of Samsara, Law of Creation... billions of laws erupted simultaneously, weaving into an impenetrable net of laws in the Void!
The net of laws gently pushed forward.
Boom!!!
The million heroic spirits at the forefront instantly disintegrated! Not killed, but "defined" as non-existent— the Law of Time erased their past existence, the Law of Space banished their bodies to infinity, the Law of Karma severed their connection with Hall of Heroes, and the Law of Life and Death directly declared them "dead"...
In an instant, millions of heroic souls vanished into thin air.
Unbeknownst to him, Lancelot's cultivation in the Law System had already reached an extremely high level.
For him, once one path is clear, everything else falls into place; under the Eternity, there are no more problems, and all that remains is accumulation.
More heroic spirits surged forward.
The God of War of the Astral Realm's face remained completely expressionless. He raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and gently clenched them towards the Void.
"Heroes never die."
As soon as those four words were spoken, the scattered heroic spirits actually reformed! Their bodies reappeared from the void, their fighting spirit even more intense, and they roared as they charged towards Lancelot once more.
Lancelot raised an eyebrow slightly.
"The Power of Civilization?"
He recognized the nature of this power.
At this moment, the God of War of the Astral Realm is not only using his own power, but also the Power of Civilization of the entire Northern Spirit Empire and the Divine Realm —a torrent formed by the faith of countless believers, the fighting spirit of countless warriors, and the obsession of countless heroic spirits. In the face of this torrent, the power of laws alone seems somewhat weak.
"That's interesting."
Lancelot chuckled softly.
He withdrew the net of laws and gripped the Destruction Long Spear tightly.
"Then let's go for the hard way."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved.
There was no earth-shattering charge, no burst of Void; he simply took a step forward and thrust out his spear.
This spear was not aimed at the God of War of the Astral Realm, but at the Endless legion of heroic spirits.
The singularity at the tip of the spear collapsed wildly.
A spear pierced the legion of heroic spirits, and the singularity instantly expanded—not outward, but inward, forming a Black Hole that devoured everything. At the center of the Black Hole, countless heroic spirits were sucked in, crushed, and reduced to nothingness.
But those heroic spirits were fearless. They went forward one after another, using their own existence to fill the Black Hole and their own Destruction to consume the power of that shot.
One heroic spirit was reset to zero.
Ten heroic spirits were reset to zero.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, millions...
The power of the Destruction Long Spear was being consumed rapidly, and the number of Heroic Spirits was decreasing at an alarming rate.
But the God of War of the Astral Realm remained unfazed.
Because even more heroic spirits are emerging from Hall of Heroes.
This Void seemed to have become his domain. Under the shroud of the Hall of Heroes, his power was almost Endless —as long as the civilization of the Northern Spirit Empire and the Divine Realm continued, as long as there were believers, as long as there were warriors fighting, he would have a constant stream of reinforcements.
Lancelot also noticed this.
He sheathed his spear, looked at the continuously emerging heroic spirits, and nodded thoughtfully.
"I see."
"You think you can outnumber me?"
The God of War of the Astral Realm remained silent, but the fighting spirit in his eyes gave the answer.
Lancelot smiled.
"Then let's see if you have more heroic spirits, or mine—"
He opened his arms, Endless Divine Body trembled violently!
Within his body, countless Particle Gods erupted simultaneously!
Within each particle, a deity evolves a Transcendent system. Some particles evolve a sword path that dominates eternity, with billions of sword lights crisscrossing; some evolve a path of alchemy that encompasses all things, with countless divine pills absorbing and releasing creation; some evolve a path of medicine that reverses life and death, with the Law of Life and Death intertwined into a web; some evolve a path of creation that creates heaven and earth, with countless miniature worlds born, flourishing, and Destruction within the particle...
Immeasurable Particle Gods, immeasurable Transcendent systems!
At this moment, all systems manifest simultaneously!
Around Lancelot, countless phantoms of gods appeared—a sword god wielding a sword, a knight in armor riding a dead horse, a monk with hands clasped together and a halo above his head, a god of alchemy holding a cauldron, a god of medicine holding a needle, a god of creation holding soil... Each god was the pinnacle of a certain path, and each god possessed the power to destroy the world.
"... There are many Particle Gods!!"
Lancelot waved his hand, and countless gods attacked simultaneously!
Sword light traversed billions of miles, shattering countless heroic spirits; Dou Qi permeated the Void, refining the heroic spirits into the most primal energy; the Law of Life and Death wove a net, completely obliterating the heroic spirits' obsessions; the power of creation transformed into miniature worlds, trapping the heroic spirits within, slowly annihilating them...
The two torrents collided head-on in the Void!
On one side is the Northern Spirit Empire and the Divine Realm legion accumulated over Endless years in the Divine Realm, a torrent of war formed by the convergence of warriors and heroic spirits from countless civilizations!
On one side are the countless Transcendent systems evolved from the Lord of Endless and the immeasurable Particle Gods, a torrent of matter and laws condensed from the ultimate condensation of countless paths!
Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!!!
With each collision, billions of heroic spirits shattered, and countless Spirit Ruins phantoms crumbled. The shattered heroic spirits were reassembled by the Hall of Heroes, and the shattered divine spirits were reborn by the particles within Lancelot's body. The two torrents thus clashed wildly in the Void, consuming and killing each other relentlessly!
The entire Void was stirred up by this battle.
Gazes came from all directions, each carrying a complex meaning.
"The Lord of Endless is really restless; he's at war with the Divine Realm again!"
"The God of War from the Divine Realm and the Northern Spirit Empire have joined forces against the Lord of Endless. What are they trying to do? Completely annihilate him?"
"Neither the Sun God nor the God of Law have shown up, so they probably aren't after this. Besides, the difficulty of destroying the Lord of Endless is just too great, isn't it?"
"I suspect that these two super-civilizations have some intention they want to achieve, which is why they created the God of War of the Astral Realm, an Eternity fighting force, to stop the Lord of Endless."
Upon hearing this, many powerful figures nodded in agreement, as this was also their thought.
So what exactly are the Northern Spirit Empire and the Divine Realm planning?
The answer was soon revealed.
A deafening roar, accompanied by Space-Time ripples that shook the entire Astral Realm, reverberated far and wide.
Within a Void region between the Divine Realm and the Northern Spirit Empire, an enormous wormhole was opened. Violent chaotic currents raged within this Space-Time wormhole, accompanied by countless technological warships resembling ants, moving back and forth. Soon, the frequency of Space-Time was adjusted.
Immediately following them were the Angel Legion shrouded in dazzling light, and the gods seated high in their temples.
The Divine Realm took the lead, entering the Space-Time wormhole first, followed by the fleet of the Northern Spirit Empire.
"This is... a Space-Time wormhole leading to the Chaos Sea. Are they planning to go to the Chaos Sea?"
One of the Main God was extremely surprised.
Those powerful individuals who knew the inside story quickly realized the true goals of the two super-civilizations.
"It seems they're planning to make a move against that Spirit Saint Domain. Should we get involved?" Some Astral Realm -ranking officials from advanced or peak Astral Realm civilizations began to hold a meeting to discuss the matter.
Should we also form an army to follow the actions of the two super-civilizations? Even if we can't eat meat, drinking some soup would be good enough.
Amidst this chaotic situation, the powerful civilizations demonstrated remarkable efficiency, and soon their forces sprang into action, following the two super-civilizations into the Space-Time wormhole. The Divine Realm and the Northern Spirit Empire did not intervene, seeing these as cannon fodder who were willing to come—why not take advantage of them?
The situation in the Astral Realm is turbulent.
The Divine Realm, as the epicenter of this storm, was also engulfed in violent turmoil.
The plane inhabited by the Titan God Race.
The Lord of Titans stood respectfully bowing, before whom stood the Chaos Stele.
At this moment, a hazy, misty light spread across the surface of the Chaos Stele, transforming into a phantom image.
It seemed to bear the weight of the entire galaxy. Its form was not fixed, but it was filled with an extreme sense of oppression that returned to simplicity. It appeared to be the outline of a simple woman who was thousands of feet tall, with skin that had the texture of ancient rocks and golden patterns like the veins of the earth. When it stood still in the Void, it naturally emitted a terrifying gravitational force that made Space-Time and space freeze, as if it were the center of the Astral Realm.
What is most breathtaking is His long hair, seemingly composed of countless miniature galaxies and vortices, each strand a real, tangible band of stars. When He lowers His gaze, there are no pupils in His eyes, only two slowly rotating "vortices of creation" composed of Endless dust and nebulae.
The Mother of the Stars is clad in the simplest and heaviest rock armor, but upon closer inspection, one can discover that the texture of the rock is a map of the Void coordinates of countless ancient galaxies and the Divine Realm.
There was no sharp edge, only the vastness and profundity of the boundless earth. But this stillness could chill even the most arrogant Sun God, for it was the silence of the entire material universe before you. Legend has it that the Mother of the Stars Astral Realm the strongest because she was closest to the "origin" of everything.
In the very beginning, there were no Astral Realm, no heavens, only an Eternity stillness and nothingness. The first speck of dust with "mass" spontaneously coalesced in the nothingness. This speck of dust sensed "self," sensed "existence," and began to instinctively attract, aggregate, and evolve.
When the mass of this dust particle exceeded a certain critical point, it exploded.
The exploding light transformed into the primordial Astral Realm and countless stars. But after the explosion, the dust core that carried the authority of "self" and "mass" did not disappear; it remained, and over the long years, it gave birth to the first consciousness—this is Earth Mother Goddess, the origin of all material worlds.
She created the first stars, and from them she nurtured earth, which she scattered into the Void, giving birth to countless lives and civilizations. That is why she is called the Mother of the Stars, the Earth Mother Goddess.
According to ancient Legend passed down in the Astral Realm, the Mother of the Stars was not a conquering Overlord, but rather a silent guardian and founder, protecting the basic workings of the material universe. Only when a terrifying external being, capable of Destruction all matter in the Astral Realm, descends will this ancient being open her eyes, formed of nebulae, from her deepest slumber.
At this moment, the most powerful Eternal in the Astral Realm turned his gaze from the Chaos Sea back to the Astral Realm.
Her purpose was indeed to resolve the terrifying calamities arising from the Chaos Sea, but for the powerful beings of the Astral Realm, the Mother of the Stars ' methods would undoubtedly harm their interests.