Above the Flowing-Light Base Star-Region, the Dragon-Chen Legion has been assembled for three full days, and with each day their morale only grows higher.
At first, most of the legion's soldiers were excited but also a bit nervous—this wasn't some small skirmish, after all. They were about to attack an entire dynasty!
But now, after three whole days, the other side has done nothing but hide like a turtle, not daring to face them at all. What does that say? It means that when confronted with their supreme commander, Evan Chu, the Flowing-Light Dynasty chickened out!
Death isn't scary—cowardice is.
For a cultivator, once fear creeps into your heart, your future achievements will be limited—you’ll never go far. Looking at it now, with a dynasty like this, what’s the point of the Dragon-Chen Legion continuing to encircle them without attacking?
Lance Li and Nathan Yates didn’t really get it—they just saw Evan Chu and Desmond Mansfield strolling around the camp each morning and evening.
The rest of the time, it was just tea, chatter, catching up with old comrades like Black Haze, and whenever Evan spotted a promising recruit, he’d personally give them some pointers.
Honestly, the outer perimeter of the Flowing-Light Base Star-Region had basically turned into a training ground for the legion.
But today, Evan Chu gave the order for a full-scale military drill right here! That alone scared the Flowing-Light Dynasty’s garrisoned troops out of their wits.
Dragon-Chen Legion had only shown a tiny fraction of its strength, and even that was enough to crush the fighting spirit of these soldiers.
Fight them? What, are you trying to get yourself killed? You go ahead—I’m not going!
What are you staring at? Their lowest rank is Saint Lord Realm! Look at those dazzling stars—there’s no way we can match their power. And those strange, terrifying battle formations? Those are just meat grinders!
And that’s not even the worst of it—you can actually find Saint Venerable-level squad leaders in Dragon-Chen Legion. Seriously, how is that even fair? No matter how many experts you have, isn’t this just a total waste?
Fine, their vice Throne and commanders are already at the Holy Emperor Realm, and their supreme leader Evan Chu even has a record of slaying Holy Emperors. With a force this strong, forget sending one or two legions—even if Flowing-Light threw everything at them, they still wouldn’t stand a chance!
Sure, they’ve got the numbers, but their fighting spirit and confidence were crushed ages ago.
Inside the Flowing-Light Dynasty’s main hall, from the top Holy Emperor down to the ordinary vice generals, everyone was staring at the central star-mirror, watching what was happening outside the base star-region.
“You all see it, right? This is the power of Dragon-Chen Legion. And how many years did it take our Flowing-Light Dynasty to build up such a force? How many resources? It’s impossible to even count.
But Evan Chu? Barely a hundred years! There’s nothing more to say—smart people get it, and the rest… heh.”
Elder Warren Wu finished with a cold laugh, then fell silent.
Honestly, he was the one choking on humiliation. No matter how things turned out, good or bad, it wouldn’t really affect him—instead, he’d have to hand over that item himself! He’d known from the start that Evan Chu came to Flowing-Light Dynasty for one thing only.
But this is not just an opportunity for Flowing-Light Dynasty—it’s also a chance for Elder Warren Wu himself, a chance to reclaim his family name.
He’s no fool. Desmond Mansfield wasn’t sent by the family to work for Dragon-Chen Legion because he was discarded—he’s actually their most important piece! In fact, Desmond’s status in the clan is critical, and his future is deeply tied to the Mansfield Family.
Otherwise, how could that kid just walk off with ten of the family’s treasures and get away with it? The Mansfield Family’s Holy Emperor powerhouses aren’t just for show!
What does that tell you? It means Desmond Mansfield is, at heart, the future of the Mansfield Family! If Elder Warren Wu can quietly work with Desmond now, and do it well, then in the future...
Elder Warren Wu wants more than just his family name back.
At that moment, Evan Chu was sitting inside a luxurious starship, finishing the last game of chess with Desmond Mansfield. He yawned, "So, it’s about done, right?"
"Yeah, it should be soon. That item can’t stay hidden—the Star-Treasure Pavilion put the Starry Void Sigil up for auction, so of course they know where the Star-Seal Throne is. Since they haven’t acted, I figure they’re waiting for you to come claim it yourself.
I don’t know why, but if they’re handing over a gift, why not take it?”
“Fine, fine—the details don’t matter. What I want to know is, are you sure Flowing-Light Dynasty will hand it over peacefully? If not, are we really going to attack?”
“Attack? No need for that. This is their last chance—if they blow it, they’re hopeless. If they refuse the opportunity we’re giving them, even if we don’t make a move, Flowing-Light Dynasty won’t last much longer.”
Desmond Mansfield's eyes glinted as he looked at Evan Chu, secretly recalling a private conversation with his grandfather before leaving the Mansfield Family.
Evan Chu... are you the one chosen by the Fourth End-of-Dharma Era? If not... then my Mansfield Family...
Alright, it's up to you now!
Just wait and see. Within a day, you and I will set foot in Flowing-Light Dynasty territory. The Starry Void Sigil may be powerful, but without that item, it will always be incomplete.
And that item alone is basically useless—only by merging it with the Starry Void Sigil does a true heaven-defying treasure emerge!
Mm, understood.
However, Desmond slightly underestimated the timing. As soon as Elder Warren Wu finished speaking, the Flowing-Light side began to move.
The Flowing-Light Base Star-Region originally had 100,000 troops stationed there. After losing the dynasty war, they lost territory and paid compensation, so now all the scattered troops have gathered at the base—over 300,000 people in total.
From the top Holy Emperor and the main hall's power center, down to the 300,000 soldiers, even the servants, palace guards, executioners, intelligence units, and more.
In short, everyone belonging to Flowing-Light Dynasty instantly assembled.
Flowing-Light Dynasty is making a move!
Are they about to attack? So many people gathering, and so many experts.
Nathan Yates and Lance Li’s eyes lit up, hearts racing—they hadn’t fought since breaking through to the Holy Emperor Realm.
With Evan Chu’s support and resources, both now possessed their own Holy Emperor law-bodies. Though not yet at full strength, their combat power was already equal to peak Saint Venerable.
Such a foundation isn’t something you can just produce, and even if you could, would you be willing? But Evan Chu doesn’t care—he is willing!
Just as Dragon-Chen Legion went on alert, Flowing-Light Dynasty’s actions took a strange turn.
They actually opened the barrier gates; nearly 400,000 people shouted in unison.
Dragon-Chen Hall Master Evan Chu has arrived. We of the Flowing-Light Dynasty respectfully welcome Your Excellency!
Hearing that earth-shaking shout, Evan Chu’s hand trembled as he picked up his teacup. Damn, that’s over the top!