Shadow Organization?
Governor Hanson, who governs a hundred thousand star systems, instantly changed his expression upon hearing the news.
As the governor of the Mory Sector, Governor Hanson's true age is over twenty million years. On the other side of the communication screen is Governor Brooke Gale, also a sector governor, and similarly aged—Brooke Gale is only a few thousand years younger than Hanson.
Having witnessed the changes of the world and the passage of ages, both had their own well-developed information channels.
It could be said that they are well-informed and knowledgeable.
"Shadow Organization..."
Governor Hanson frowned. "According to rumors, this is a fanatical organization that unconditionally worships slaughter. Its members are mostly Life-Synthesis cultivators and occasionally hold massacres on an interstellar scale. Unfortunately, their traces are hard to find—governors like us can do nothing against the Shadow Organization."
Wanton slaughter, especially senseless slaughter gatherings, is clearly a main trait of Life-Synthesis cultivators.
As everyone knows, the vast starry sky has four major mainstream cultivation systems: Life Gene, Soul-Will, Life-Synthesis, and the Sealed Celestial Body path, which relies entirely on luck and willpower. (Listed in order of macro cultivation population)
The four main cultivation directions:
The first two are the most widespread, circulating throughout the universe. Life Gene and Soul-Will cultivation suit the majority of intelligent beings, and are also the paths Andrew Han cultivates.
The Sealed Celestial Body path at the end is particularly unique; only those with strong willpower can cultivate it.
Life-Synthesis, on the other hand, has no requirements, with the lowest entry threshold and all manner of extreme cultivation methods.
"Life-Synthesis cultivators." Brooke Gale's eyes flashed with deep apprehension. "They either lean toward research or toward slaughter. The distribution of Life-Synthesis cultivators is quite complex, their average quality is extremely low, and they are chaotic and unorganized—it's hard to distinguish good from evil, black from white."
For sector governors, Life-Synthesis cultivators are the hardest to manage and are one of the main governance challenges.
Governor Hanson also nodded in agreement: "This group of Life-Synthesis cultivators really can't be controlled. Who knows what they want... But the Shadow Organization worships slaughter and has a systematic code of conduct... Brooke Gale, if you suspect that non-Human races are plotting against Andrew Han, I absolutely agree. But a mere Shadow Organization—how could it be possible?"
"True," Brooke Gale frowned in silence, letting out a long sigh.
The Shadow Organization is brutal and mysterious, and its hidden forces pose a great threat to sector governors.
But if placed before Inspector Envoy Andrew Han, what does it amount to? The level of threat depends on the person. Andrew Han, as a Human Heaven-King of the Archaic Hall, is far above them. The Shadow Organization at most has four or five Eternal-tier experts, maybe six at most—they pose no threat to Andrew Han.
"Shadow Organization wouldn't dare."
Governor Hanson shook his head while sending a communication request to Andrew Han: "Let's not speculate blindly. Let's ask Lord Andrew Han directly what's going on—I'm sure the answer will reveal itself soon enough."
Brooke Gale's gaze was solemn: "Yes, this matter must be related to Lord Andrew Han."
In an instant, an entire stellar system was annihilated—what terrifying power that must be.
Even Cosmic Eternal Realm cultivators might not be able to achieve this!
That must be it.
A being above immortality?
Ding-dong, ding-dong—the star-network communication alert sounded like a bass drum, echoing the frantic pounding of a panicked heart, or an anxious melody beating in the minds of both.
Governor Hanson stared at the communication screen: "Pick up, Lord Andrew Han, please pick up."
"Why isn't it connecting?" Brooke Gale grew anxious. "Is Andrew Han not answering, or is it unable to connect?"
Ding-dong, ding-dong—the communication flickered in and out. During this tense wait, Governor Hanson and Brooke Gale exchanged countless glances, each seeing deep worry in the other's eyes.