Global Era of Star trekking Chapter 1759 - 858: Shocking Upheaval (Part 2)
Previously on Global Era of Star trekking...
Song Chi maintained a composed demeanor, refusing to let the compliments get to his head.
"Had the four Majesties not arrived so swiftly, I wouldn't have even been able to retrieve the remains. The power radiating from that [Mysterious Frost Throne] was already approaching the Eleventh Rank."
Ji Heng dismissed Song Chi's modesty with a flick of his wrist.
"There is no need for such humility. Slaying a Tenth Rank Senior Myth by yourself is a feat that speaks volumes of your strength. Our intervention was merely a final touch. You shall have the first pick of two items from the spoils."
Song Chi accepted without hesitation, recognizing the immense value these treasures held for his future.
Seven-Colored Fire Seed Oddity: [Nine Nether Golden Lotus Fire] Seven-Colored Wondrous Object: [Infinite Illusion Breaking Disc] Five-Colored Wondrous Object: [Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Feather] [Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Source Blood] [Mythical Soul, 18 pieces] [Mythical Dragon Race Flesh] [Mythical Dragon Race Skeleton] Three-Colored Wondrous Object: [Flowing Wind Feather Belt] ...
Song Chi spent a few moments contemplating the dozens of items compiled after the group's deliberation.
Truthfully, his interest was piqued by many of the treasures.
Beyond the [Nine Nether Golden Lotus Fire], which served as a Seven-Colored Promotion Fire Source, and the Mythical Source Blood from the Ice Spear Winged Dragon God, the [Infinite Illusion Breaking Disc] stood out as an elite Mythical Artifact. It possessed the capability to evolve into a Seven-Colored Sky Patrol Radar; it was this very device that had allowed the Ice Spear Winged Dragon God to pinpoint the Mirror Image Warship even while it was concealed in the depths of the void.
After weighing his options, he ultimately selected the [Nine Nether Golden Lotus Fire] and the [Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Source Blood]. The former would allow his Seed of Torch to reach the seven-colored grade, while the latter was a vital component required for the Heavenly Ruins Cang Qiong to ascend into a Mythical Immortal Ship.
While the [Infinite Illusion Breaking Disc] was undeniably precious, it wasn't a pressing necessity at the moment.
For his current needs, the [Eye of Truth] was sufficient. He believed that once the Heavenly Ruins Cang Qiong successfully transformed into a Mythical Immortal Ship, acquiring a Seven-Colored Radar would not be an overwhelming challenge.
Following his selection, Jiang Yuan, Ji Heng, Ferdinand, and Ying Yi took their turns, claiming the [Infinite Illusion Breaking Disc], [Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Feather], [Mythical Soul], and [Flowing Wind Feather Belt], respectively.
During the second round of distribution, Song Chi secured the [Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Bone] and the [Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Flesh].
Once the division of loot was finalized, Jiang Yuan spoke up with a serious expression.
"Comrades, I doubt the Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Clan will take this loss lying down. We must prepare ourselves for the coming conflict."
Ji Heng nodded solemnly. "Jiang Yuan is correct. After suffering such a devastating blow, they will likely exert pressure on us within the Chaos Divine Land."
Song Chi added his observation at that moment.
"Judging by the energy pulses released just before the Ice Spear Winged Dragon God perished, it definitely succeeded in transmitting a distress signal. I suspect that the Green Wing and White Wing Dragon Gods—and perhaps even the 'Yan Ancestor' of their clan—are already aware of what transpired here."
The mention of the "Yan Ancestor" caused a visible shift in the atmosphere, casting a heavy shadow over the group chat.
That individual was the sole Eleventh Rank powerhouse of the Mysterious Frost Winged Dragon Clan, a figure of renowned might even within the vast Chaos Divine Land.
An Eleventh Rank Myth represented an entirely different echelon of existence.
Throughout the immense history of the Chaos Divine Land, those capable of ascending to such a level were exceedingly rare. Within the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, they were even scarcer—each one an incomparable titan capable of suppressing an entire Peak Clan or Overlord Civilization on their own.
"Song Chi makes a valid point," Jiang Yuan stated, his voice low and resonant.
"The Yan Ancestor is likely informed by now. We have to brace for the worst-case scenario."
He looked toward the others, his projected image becoming more defined and solid.
"I am ordering [Human Emperor City] to enter First Level combat readiness immediately. Every main fleet must be prepared for engagement."
With the consensus of Song Chi and the rest, commands were rapidly broadcast across the civilization via the Original Torch Seed.
Through his connections with the Enslaved Species in Human Emperor City and the Torch Domain, Song Chi could sense the entire Torch Civilization stirring. Under Jiang Yuan’s direction, it began to function like a massive, high-precision engine of war.
Jiang Yuan wasn't finished, however, as he quickly raised another concern.
"Furthermore, even with Rule Wizard Mei’er on guard, there is no guarantee the enemy won't strike the vortex passage we currently hold. I believe we should alert the Wizard Civilization and our other allies. If a raid occurs, we cannot afford for the joint forces to be caught off balance."
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As the Torch Civilization mobilized, a fierce struggle was unfolding in a specific sector of Origin Star.
Several massive silhouettes were locked in a violent confrontation, trading blows repeatedly. Every impact sent powerful ripples of Law Energy surging across the lower atmosphere of the planet's surface.
Suspended in the center of these colossi was a Seven-Colored Wondrous Object of strategic importance.
In any clan or civilization, a strategic-level wondrous object is considered irreplaceable, and a Seven-Colored one is even more so. In terms of sheer worth, such an item is the closest thing to a Chaos Wonder.
Six legendary beings stood in the void, caught in a life-or-death struggle.
Three Chaos Demon Apes were bathed in a crimson, murderous aura, their fur bristling like needles of tempered steel. They swung massive clubs crafted from the cores of stars, each strike making the very fabric of Space groan under the pressure.
The lead Demon Ape, eyes burning red with rage, let out a roar that shook the heavens.
"Abyssal filth! This Monkey God will tear your limbs from your bodies today!"
Opposing them were two Mythical Abyss Demons, hovering within a swirling mass of toxic, purple-black clouds.
They possessed six pairs of tattered bat wings and jagged horns, with corrosive fluids leaking from their forms and eating away at the void itself.
To the side, a Mythical Abyss Flame Demon, its body wreathed in eternal Nether Fire, let out a wicked grin as it lashed out with a whip made of pure flames.