The boundless silence of the starry sky, flickering with phantom projections.
Below, the blue Earth spun, while the white-haired elder erupted in hysterical laughter.
High above Earth, ten Void Rift Tier beings all changed expression at once, staring at the center of the illusory projection—Andrew Han in his cyan robe before the Green Mountain warp craft. In that instant, they understood everything, feeling only that the Pink-Skin Humans had gone utterly mad.
The Green Mountain's warp engine is damaged!
Andrew Han, forced out of warp travel, is now being hunted down by Sen!
"You are all insane."
Even the usually detached Void Rift Tier of the Three-Eye Human Clan could not help but roar in anger: "Andrew Han's warp craft was tampered with long ago—warp disruptors, tracking devices. No wonder you act so brazenly."
The other Void Rift Tier beings glare coldly at the white-haired elder.
As for the two Void Rift Tier members of the White-Horn Human Clan, their white horns twisted violently, and they nearly lost control, ready to start a fight.
At this moment, only the white-haired elder remained wildly arrogant, sneering coldly: "Our clan does not dare defy the Supreme Human Law, but that law has loopholes—combat between geniuses is outside its scope. This is the creed of the Human Race: all things have a chance for life, nothing is absolute. The Pink-Skin Humans fight for that one sliver of hope."
"Once Andrew Han is dead—"
"Will you still guard Earth for him?"
The white-haired elder licks his lips, revealing a cruel, triumphant smile.
At this point, right and wrong no longer matter—only strength.
"Just watch."
The white-haired elder narrows his round eyes.
Everyone knows: Andrew Han is the key to everything.
Because of the Supreme Human Law, the Pink-Skin Humans are full of misgivings; only by killing Andrew Han can they destroy Earth without restraint.
According to the original plan, to prevent Andrew Han from escaping into warp travel and making pursuit impossible, the Pink-Skin Humans had set countless traps for him long ago... If not for the Emperor's arrival at Chenriver Palace and his inspection of the Pink-Skin Humans, this extermination scheme would have already begun.
Now that it begins, it is not too late.
Andrew Han is shielded by the Supreme Human Law, but the Pink-Skin Humans have Sen—their ultimate weapon.
If Andrew Han dies, the Supreme Law loses its power. The Pink-Skin Humans remain a dominating force in the empire; only Sen pays a price.
"Watch carefully how Andrew Han meets his end."
The white-haired elder lets out a cold laugh, adjusting the projection until the image is razor-sharp.
Sen’s silhouette comes into focus on the screen.
Sen walks slowly toward Andrew Han, his voice carrying a sigh of regret.
Meanwhile, outside the projection, the elegant matron and a host of Stellar Palace elders gather around the elder, their faces grim as they glare at the ten Void Rift powerhouses. Beneath their murderous intent lies shock and bewilderment.
They know Andrew Han is about to die—slain by Sen’s mysterious Star-Flame Cloud.
But what baffles them is why ten Void Rift experts would lower themselves to descend upon Earth and defend Andrew Han’s home.
"Did the Emperor personally intervene?"
"Did Andrew Han ask for this?"
The Stellar Palace elders exchange uncertain glances, while the white-haired elder and the matron quietly communicate, trying to unravel the real reason behind the Void Rift experts’ arrival.
They can’t figure it out.
Nor do the ten Void Rift powerhouses intend to reveal the earth-shattering truth.
With Soul-Will at Starlight Tier and 2,921 Consciousness Nodes, Andrew Han already possesses the strength of a true Genius.
"Alas."
Danielle Lingyu narrows her eyes. "If we told the Pink-Skin Humans the truth, it would surely intimidate them. But if they go mad and stop caring about death or the Supreme Law, it could put Andrew Han in even greater danger."
She ponders in silence.
Beside her, Umo Kong strokes his white horn, thinking, "Andrew Han may have countless Consciousness Nodes, but he’s always kept them hidden. He’s never practiced soul-killing secret arts, so at best he can unleash only thirty or forty percent of his power... Still, that’s enough—he should be able to escape Sen’s pursuit."
That’s precisely why—