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Chapter 441: Dominance
Chapter 441: Dominance (End of Chapter)
Tuoba Gu Shen's confidence stemmed from a formidable weapon temporarily lent to him by the Insect Tribe.
Tuoba Gu Shen, a fifth-tier Eleventh Stage existence who had comprehended the fifth level of space-time and gained the initial ability to refine supreme weapons, was eager to showcase his power.
In an effort to bolster their alliance and gain an edge in the upcoming supermassive battle, the Insect Tribe was lending out their most prized possessions from their treasure vaults.
It was merely a loan, to be returned after the battle.
This supreme weapon was Tuoba Gu Shen's trump card, and he was eager to put it to use.
Within the time house created by the Insect Tribe, Tuoba Gu Shen had spent millennia refining and familiarizing himself with the weapon.
Only with this weapon in his possession did Tuoba Gu Shen dare to deploy his true body, accepting the Insect Tribe's invitation to join the battle.
Holding a supreme weapon, he believed he was absolutely safe. With it, who could kill him, short of a Twelfth Stage being?
Even those Eleventh Stage perfect legends who also wielded supreme weapons would, at most, be able to suppress and drive him away, but never truly defeat him.
As for being utterly annihilated?
Since the birth of the universe, countless eons ago, there had never been a recorded instance of an Eleventh Stage life form perishing at the hands of another while wielding a supreme weapon.
"Are you certain of your plan?"
The ancient god who had reminded Tuoba earlier fell silent for a moment before continuing, "Supreme weapons are indeed powerful, but your clone in the two-dimensional world also possessed one, and yet it still perished."
"The two-dimensional world is different from a cosmic battlefield," Tuoba frowned. "Within that confined space, the might of supreme weapons is greatly diminished. Otherwise, that human, 'Blood Rain', would never have been able to slay me."
With that statement, the ancient god fell silent, knowing his words might fall on deaf ears.
He could only offer advice; whether Tuoba heeded it or not was beyond his control.
Indeed, supreme weapons were extraordinarily powerful, offering unparalleled protection, but nothing was absolute. Deploying one's true body in a supermassive battlefield was undoubtedly a risky endeavor.
As he bade farewell to the ancient god, Tuoba Gu Shen turned his attention inward, sensing the power of the supreme weapon within him.
"As long as I assist the Insect Tribe in gaining the upper hand in this supermassive battle, I will obtain the treasure I desire. It will not only compensate for the loss of my spiritual will but may also propel me further, allowing me to reach the pinnacle of the Eleventh Stage," Tuoba thought, a glimmer of longing in his eyes.
Not every Eleventh Stage being could attain perfection.
While it was true that even a fifth-tier Eleventh Stage existence could strive for the ultimate, the odds were slim. Thus, attaining perfection was the ideal scenario.
Tuoba understood that the Insect Tribe would never have offered that treasure otherwise, and he knew this opportunity might only come once. That was why he was willing to risk deploying his true body and accept their invitation.
"With the Insect Tribe's strength, they could still gain the advantage even without my help," Tuoba thought to himself.
As one of the pinnacle races in the universe, the might of the Insect Tribe was undeniable. Previously, in the two-dimensional world, their ability to nurture their warriors had been severely hampered, reducing their presence.
But in the cosmic battlefield, the Insect Tribe was in its element, able to spawn countless powerful warriors.
They could even prepare ahead of time, breeding billions upon billions of warriors to bring into the fray.
Tuoba Gu Shen believed that with minimal effort on his part, he would earn the treasure he craved.
"If I encounter that human, 'Blood Rain', again in this battle, I will simply retreat," Tuoba thought, harboring no desire for revenge.
In his estimation, Blood Rain was most likely an Eleventh Stage perfect evolutionist from human civilization.
In this supermassive exotic battlefield, Blood Rain would undoubtedly wield a supreme weapon, and Tuoba saw no reason to engage in a futile conflict, even with his own supreme weapon.
"I hear that the Galaxy Master has also reached the Eleventh Stage," Tuoba mused.
Thinking of Blood Rain reminded him of the Galaxy Master, as he owed much of his current situation to that being.
Had the Galaxy Master not progressed so rapidly in his cultivation, spurring a sense of threat in Tuoba, he would never have joined the Insect Tribe in the first place, nor would he have been drawn into the two-dimensional world by that blank slate.
"To reach the Eleventh Stage in such a short time..." Tuoba couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. As a special life form nurtured by the cosmos itself, his innate talent was unquestionable.
Yet, compared to the Galaxy Master, his accomplishments paled in significance. While it had taken him only centuries to ascend to the Tenth Stage, Tuoba had required countless millennia, if not more, to achieve the same feat.
"With such rapid progress, his foundation must be unstable. His chances of reaching the ultimate are slim," Tuoba narrowed his eyes. "If we cross paths in this supermassive battlefield, I will teach him a profound lesson."
The Galaxy Master's ascension was not entirely unwelcome, as Tuoba believed it increased the likelihood of their paths crossing in the future.
If the Galaxy Master had remained at the Tenth Stage, protected by human civilization, Tuoba would never have had the chance to confront him.
But now, an opportunity had presented itself.
A rustling sound filled the air as a majestic figure with twenty pairs of feathered wings appeared. She was a flawless beauty, her aura pristine and holy, crowned with a sacred diadem upon her head.
"In this supermassive battlefield, we of the Celestial Feather Clan will not fail to meet the expectations of our progenitor," proclaimed the woman, named Tianyu Meng. The privilege of bearing the name 'Celestial Feather' indicated her noble bloodline, directly descended from the first progenitor.
"Be wary of the Yu Clan," cautioned the First Progenitor from above, her voice rumbling with authority.
"Yes," Tianyu Meng acknowledged with a nod. As the most promising member of the Celestial Feather Clan, destined to strive for the ultimate stage, she carried not only the blood of the First Progenitor but also the clan's heirloom, the Angelic Sacred Diadem.
Tianyu Meng was determined to showcase her prowess in the upcoming supermassive exotic battlefield.
The Angelic Sacred Diadem was a pinnacle artifact, even among the strongest weapons. It had been crafted from a treasure that fell from beyond the universe not long after the birth of the first progenitor of the Celestial Feather Clan.
The might of this ultimate weapon was such that even an eleventh-stage perfect legend could not refine it. Only someone with the blood of the First Progenitor flowing through their veins, like Tianyu Meng, could harness its true power.
The power of the Angelic Sacred Diadem far surpassed that of ordinary ultimate weapons, and the might that Tianyu Meng could unleash exceeded that of other eleventh-stage perfect legends wielding ultimate weapons.
In preparation for the supermassive battlefield, both the Insect Tribe and the Celestial Feather Clan had devised intricate plans and made meticulous arrangements.
The Yu Clan, the Starry Sky Grand Alliance, and other peak forces were doing the same, recognizing that the outcome of the battle would determine the allocation of resources and secret realms within the universe for the next several million years.
For clan and tribal powers, the stakes were incredibly high.
In the Xia Yu Evolution Tower...
Lin Yuan's solar divine soul arrived at the tower, joining a gathering of numerous eleventh-stage evolvers, all of whom were under the command of Xia Qin, the peak powerhouse.
Each of the nine evolution towers in human civilization oversaw a group of evolvers, forming loose factions within human civilization.
Thanks to the guidance of the three goddesses and the nine peak powerhouses, there was little infighting within human civilization. Any conflicts were swiftly resolved before they could escalate.
"Who's that?"
"It's Galaxy Master."
"Galaxy Master is here too."
Lin Yuan's arrival drew the attention of the eleventh-stage evolvers present, most of whom had met him at the recent gathering.
"Galaxy Master," greeted Nalan, the deputy tower master, as he flew over to Lin Yuan.
"There are quite a few eleventh-stage evolvers that you don't know, aren't there?" Nalan asked, leading Lin Yuan to a corner of the room and lowering his voice.
"Yes," Lin Yuan nodded. Becoming an eleventh-stage evolver meant holding a position of great power and influence within human civilization, often accompanied by a grand celebration.
Even if Lin Yuan hadn't personally attended, he had at least heard of most of them.
"These eleventh-stage evolvers are all proteges of the peak powerhouses," Nalan explained, having only recently learned this information himself.
"I see," Lin Yuan nodded, his gaze sweeping across the room, sensing the aura of ultimate weapons emanating from some of the evolvers.
Upon reaching the fifth sub-stage of the eleventh stage, human civilization typically provided an ultimate weapon for the evolver's use.
However, these weapons were only loaned, and they had to be returned to human civilization once the evolver exited the supermassive battlefield.
Xia Qin, the peak powerhouse, had once offered Lin Yuan an ultimate weapon, but Lin Yuan had refused.
Lin Yuan already possessed numerous ultimate weapons, and refining a few more would not significantly enhance his power. It made more sense to allocate those weapons to other fifth sub-stage eleventh-stage evolvers.
More eleventh-stage evolvers arrived and greeted Lin Yuan.
As members of the Xia Yu Evolution Tower, it was natural for them to be amiable with one another.
Time passed, and another month quickly went by.
A profound rumble reverberated as a majestic figure appeared, exuding the oppressive aura of a peak powerhouse.
"Peak powerhouse," the eleventh-stage evolvers exclaimed, rising to their feet as Xia Qin materialized before them.
"The time has come," Xia Qin announced, surveying the group. "I don't need to emphasize the importance of the supermassive battlefield."
"Now, I will assign your roles," Xia Qin continued after a brief pause. "In this supermassive battlefield, all eleventh-stage evolvers from the Xia Yu Evolution Tower will follow the commands of one person."
In a battle between tribes and clans, even eleventh-stage evolvers had to follow orders, unless they were as powerful as twelfth-stage beings. Only through unity and coordination could they maximize their strength.
"Galaxy Master," Xia Qin declared, his gaze settling on Lin Yuan.
As soon as he spoke, the room erupted into murmurs of surprise as the eleventh-stage evolvers turned to look at the newly promoted Galaxy Master.
(End of Chapter)
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