Paragon Of Sin Chapter 1981 Chapter 1973: Outer Domination (2)

Awake.

A solitary proclamation rippled through every sector, igniting activity across the entire battlefield without exception. All 2,999 Towers of Selene began to thrum with a distinct frequency, casting faint beams of light upward that sliced through the firmament with piercing momentum.

War.

War.

WAR!

The serene landscape, which resembled a sanctuary for immortals and had been terraformed to provide peak cultivation conditions for Creationists, was violently shaken. Cultivators, ranging from mortals to Ascended beings, took flight from their dwellings in haste. Clasping their Identity Runes, they looked toward their local tower and then at their individual Globe of Creation.

"What's happening?!"

"A war was declared? By who? On us?!"

"YOU DARE DECLARE WAR ON US?! YOU SEEK DEATH!!!"

Demands for answers filled the air as they reacted to such blatant arrogance. However, as they noticed that every adjacent Tower of Selene was also vibrating in response to a war declaration, their confusion deepened into shock. They quickly consulted their Identity Runes to identify the antagonist—their foe!

"The Upper Luminescent Zone?!"

"Isn't that territory governed by the Utmost Purity Galaxy? Why on earth are they provoking us?"

"Wait. I just got a mental message from my comrade in the Upper Flow Zone; he says the Upper Luminescent Zone has declared war on them as well!"

"A Multi-Front War? Why initiate challenges against two zones at once?"

"They must be allied with most of the other zones! Does this link back to that rumor?!"

"Two zones?! No! The Upper Luminescent Zone is challenging more than just two! Three? No!! It's more than three! Are they... the ones behind every... single challenge?"

As the truth was pieced together through frantic investigation, the superior communication network of this battlefield—far faster than that of the Inner Battlefield—revealed the reality in record time. It became clear to everyone that the Upper Luminescent Zone was recklessly declaring war on every single zone, and they were doing it entirely without allies!

The Outer Battlefield served as the gathering point for Creationists from across the galactic cluster, spanning all thirty-three galaxies! This arena defined the power of the multi-galactic territories. No major galactic force was absent, and every participating Creationist was a master of their craft. These were not the sheltered Creationists raised in comfort; they were experts who competed in a lethal environment where their lives were constantly at stake.

They were Soldiers of Order! They were Commanders of Order! They were true warriors, and despite the scenic beauty of this battlefield, it was just as treacherous as the Inner Battlefield of Order! Now, they finally had a target for their fury!

Yet, the nagging question persisted: "Who would be foolish enough to go looking for death?"

That question received an immediate answer.

Once more, the Globes of Creation started to descend. High in the sky, a solitary, one-meter Globe of Creation remained aloft by itself. Those communicating with the Upper Luminescent Zone were stunned by the reports they received.

"According to the Purple Tonic Alchemic Saint, who is serving as a Commander in the Upper Luminescent Zone, even they have no clue what is going on!"

"No clue? That's insane."

"LOOK! LOOK!! There is only ONE Globe of Creation!"

All eyes turned toward the sky where a single, newly formed Globe of Creation shone with a gentle radiance. It took little effort for most to realize it was a Globe of Creation tailored for alchemy. Was a lone alchemist challenging every other zone without help? A SINGLE ALCHEMIST?!

The idea was preposterous!

However, despite their skepticism, the reality was unfolding: a lone Alchemist had acted without the consent of other Commanders and sought no backing from any guild or sect in the Upper Luminescent Zone! He was truly acting on his own. Seeing that the rest of the zone's Globes of Creation remained grounded, refusing to join the fray, it was undeniable that this was the crusade of one man.

But who was he?

Wei Wuyin's laughter resonated within Tilly’s soul. It was a sound filled with wildness and a thirst for conflict, brimming with excitement. This was a different beast than the Inner Battlefield. For every Outer Zone, there were 3,000 Inner Zones; this was the assembly of the true elite from the entire galactic cluster in one place. The stakes were much higher.

The sheer number of Creationists in each zone was staggering, and all were courageous, battle-hardened veterans of the Swift Dao Clashes, constantly refining their speed and quality. Even Tilly couldn't stop dark thoughts of failure from creeping in. After all, a swarm of ants can bring down a giant.

Among the ranks were genuine Worldly Saint Alchemists possessing Alchemic Souls, along with masters of forging, ancient scholars, and talisman grandmasters. These individuals had spent millions of years perfecting their crafts in this very spot. While there were some outliers who focused on healing for profit, they were the minority!

Wei Wuyin placed a kiss on Tilly’s forehead, instantly soothing her anxiety. He then launched into the air like a reverse comet, ascending toward the heavens while trailing brilliant seven-colored sparks and mist. Before he vanished into his Globe of Creation, he felt the weight of every gaze upon him. His spiritual voice thundered into the hearts of all present: "Wield your Ways of Creation with courage and skill, I shall crush them all the same."

The arrogant voice struck their hearts without pity! It was a declaration of war that surpassed all bounds of boldness!

"WHO IS THIS PERSON?!?!" Furious shouts erupted from the crowds. The nerve! THE NERVE!

Meanwhile, a heavy silence fell over the Upper Luminescent Zone. They had been given the option to join this madman's war! But was it possible? Wasn't it just a death sentence?! As they weighed the choice to go to war, nearly everyone decided to stay back. Throughout the nine-hour window, a few considered it deeply, but... only one more Globe of Creation ascended!

Just ONE!

Two Globes of Creation now hung in the sky above the Upper Luminescent Zone. It was a Commander, though they weren't accompanied by their legion. They stood alone in their courage, leaving the spectators wide-eyed with shock. Who else was crazy enough to throw their life away?!

Inside his Globe of Creation, Wei Wuyin was surprised by the new arrival. He checked their identity as they flew into their own Globe. They were only at the Soul of Mysticism Phase, yet they had bravely joined his cause at the final moment.

"It's her?" A wave of nostalgia from his youth washed over him. As she prepared to enter her Globe of Creation, the woman glanced toward his own. Her heterochromic eyes, glowing with the hues of dusk and dawn, met his direction as she spoke: "Don't be wrong."

She uttered those three words before disappearing into her Globe of Creation just as the nine-hour limit expired.

Wei Wuyin let out a smile. Who could have predicted this...

As the final second ticked away, the roster was finalized, and the Declaration Phase was calculated in an instant! Wei Wuyin’s Globe of Creation began to swell, expanding further and further! Until it reached... 810

Kilometers!!!

[Grade]: Dao.

[Creation Value]: 8,623,997.