At one of the many teleportation entry points into the Chaos Star System, a circular platform floats in the void, bathed in dazzling white light. The deep-blue transit channel stretches across the entire starry sky, serving as a link between the Transit Star and the teleportation facilities.
At this moment, the scene is quiet.
Hundreds of people remain silent.
Some carefully observe the deep-blue channel, some ponder their future paths, while others, optimistic and sociable, quietly chat and make friends across the stars. Low voices discuss, sometimes sharing fine wine or delicacies from their home worlds, filling the air with a chaotic blend of aromas.
"Hmph, boring."
Some frown and snort coldly, others close their eyes to rest.
Envoys from the Star-Sky Human Race have selected these people.
No matter how composed they appear, a sense of pride and arrogance lingers. This is a true gathering of elites—among those present, not one is mediocre.
Boom!
An unparalleled thunderous roar erupts above everyone.
"What happened?"
"What's going on? Who dares act so brazenly here?"
In an instant, the crowd is shocked, their expressions filled with alarm as they all look up at the dazzling gold-red figure.
Soul-Will at True Palace Tier.
Gold-red power splits into a million halos, swirling in unison around his body.
Propelled by soul-derived inner force, his body flies into the distance—none other than the Taichu Genius from the Archaic Hall's Spark-Heritage Zone: Andrew Han.
Of course.
Naturally, no one present knows Andrew Han's true, exalted identity.
Expressions shift, undercurrents surge—some sneer, others sigh: "Just a dual-True Palace, True Palace Tier, that's all."
"I'm at Void Rift Tier myself... Clearly, this person is no ordinary True Palace. That golden, radiant Soul-Will actually makes my heart tremble."