Chapter 1036, The Commotion in the Void

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

The Void Space was a realm of wonders—dazzling, enigmatic, and utterly unfathomable. It existed beyond the comprehension of most mortal and immortal races alike.

 

In this dimension, chaos and disorder reigned supreme.

 

The Void Space resembled a boundless violet ocean, its depths teeming with mysteries. Suspended within this ocean were countless fragments of celestial debris—shattered remnants of stars, planets, and ancient civilizations, drawn into the Void through rifts in space and time.

 

Floating islands, broken cities, and strange meteorites drifted aimlessly, lost to eternity.

 

The violet ocean itself was formed from unimaginably dense Void Spiritual Energy, more commonly known as Void Energy.

 

This was the very essence of the Void’s dimension.

 

Amid this surreal landscape…

 

*Screeeeech…* A sharp, grating screech tore through the stillness, echoing from the abyssal depths of the violet ocean.

 

Suddenly, a colossal figure emerged, rising from the depths. Its immense form breached the surface of the violet ocean, sending titanic waves of Void Energy cascading hundreds of meters into the air, only to crash back down in roaring waterfalls.

 

As the energy settled, the figure revealed itself—a bird of monstrous proportions, its size defying comprehension.

 

This was Wings, one of Yu Zi Yu’s most fearsome Generals, serving under his formidable Purple Dragon Form.

 

Wings resembled an Eagle, but his terrifying presence eclipsed any ordinary creature. His body stretched vast enough to blot out Heaven. Every feather gleamed like a blade, sharp enough to pierce through mountains with ease. Wings could unleash volleys of these feathers, turning them into devastating projectiles. Whether against a single opponent or an entire legion, Wings was a force of unparalleled destruction.

 

Thus, Wings was ranked among the top four Generals under Yu Zi Yu’s Purple Dragon.

 

Now, with a thunderous cry, Wings soared through the Void Space, carrying over a million Void Creatures upon his back. Though some of these creatures were as massive as mountains, they were insignificant compared to the vastness of Wings’ form, which rivaled the size of an entire continent.

 

But Wings was not alone in this march.

 

*Thump…thump…* Heavy footsteps echoed through the Void as another towering figure strode forward. A Humanoid entity, its body as tall as a ten-thousand-meter mountain, emerged from the edge of Void Space. This was Solitude, a monstrous being that had parasitized a member of the fabled Three-Eyes Divine Clan.

 

Perched upon Solitude’s massive shoulders were thousands of Void Creatures, resting quietly like passengers on a living fortress. For weaker Void Creatures, traveling alongside these godlike Tier-5 True Gods was far more efficient than venturing on their own. This method not only increased their speed but also ensured the efficiency of their march.

 

And at the heart of it all…

 

*Roooooooar…* A deafening roar shattered the silence as Yu Zi Yu himself emerged in his Purple Dragon Form. With a single, fluid motion, his colossal body surged upward from the violet ocean. Stretching tens of thousands of meters, his Form resembled an unending wall of scales and power.

 

Yu Zi Yu’s massive Dragon Head remained veiled in dense violet mist, shrouding in an air of mystery. Only, his violet whiskers dangling like divine chains, radiating an unearthly glow, could be seen. Above them, a pair of immense Dragon Eyes, glowing as brightly as lanterns, burned with an intense violet light.

 

*Boom!*

 

In an instant, a dazzling flash erupted from his eyes, as two violet beams pierced through the fabric of space and time. These beams illuminated the farthest reaches of Void Space, cutting through its endless darkness.

 

For a moment, all fell silent.

 

This was the Void Emperor, the embodiment of terror and authority. His overwhelming presence suffused the dimension, suffocating all who dwelled within. Even Wings, the monstrous bird, dared not spread its wings in his presence.

 

“Two months from now, we will reach the heart of the Angel Star Domain. Keep a low profile,” Yu Zi Yu’s calm yet commanding voice resonated within the hearts of the Eight Generals.

 

“Understood, Lord Purple Dragon.” In unison, the Generals lowered their heads slightly, signaling their understanding.

 

This was the second month of Yu Zi Yu’s directive for Zi Lian to lead the Void Army in striking at various factions.

 

While Zi Lian diverted attention, Yu Zi Yu wasted no time, and personally lead the Eight Generals toward the back side of the Angel Star Domain.

 

…

 

However, while Yu Zi Yu was wholly absorbed in the vastness of his Purple Dragon Form, he remained oblivious to the storm brewing beyond the Void Space.

 

One month ago, the borders of the Elemental Clan’s galaxy had been plunged into chaos. Tens of thousands of Void Creatures surged forth in an unrelenting tide, invading with ruthless precision.

 

In less than half a day, one of the Elemental Clan’s thriving habitable planets was reduced to a barren, lifeless husk—a dead star adrift in the cold void.

 

Thousands of Elemental Clan members, esteemed as beings of pure elemental essence, had been devoured by the ravenous Void Creatures.

 

It was a devastating blow.

 

For the Higher Races, whose populations were always limited, such losses were catastrophic. The Dragon Clan, for example, boasted only a few million pure-blooded members. The Elemental Clan, though more numerous, counted their population in the tens of millions.

 

Yet now, thousands of their elite guardians at the galaxy’s borders had been wiped out in a single strike.

 

Even more staggering were the casualties among the subordinate races serving the Elemental Clan. The death toll among the low and mid-tier races had climbed into the millions, leaving their territories reeling from the devastation.

 

This calamity sent shockwaves across the Heavens.

 

The Elemental Clan erupted in fury.

 

From their homeworld, countless powerful beings surged outward, their wrath igniting the cosmos. For a time, Spiritual Energies of Fire, Water, Earth, Air, and other Elements blazed across the galaxy in their wake.

 

Yet, their misfortune was not an isolated incident.

 

The Titan Star Domain, a top-tier Force that had long been at odds with the Void Clan, soon faced its own cataclysm.

 

At the border of the Titan Star Domain stood their most majestic and impregnable fortress—a bastion of their strength and pride. But it was no match for what followed.

 

From the depths of the Void, a massive scythe emerged, its blade spanning tens of thousands of meters. With a single, sweeping strike, it unleashed a violet arc of energy that blotted out the stars themselves.

 

To repel this sudden assault, the Eleventh Divine Pillar of the Titan Clan, Frost Titan, burned her Life Essence and Spiritual Energy while wielding her Divine Artifact.

 

Though she managed to fend off the attack, her life force was severely depleted, and thousands of Titan guardians stationed at the fortress were obliterated by the terrifying aftershocks.

 

This event, now known as the ‘Calamity of the Titan Stronghold,’ stoked the fury of the Titan Star Domain.

 

Rumors began to swirl that the First Divine Pillar of the Titan Clan, Eternal Titan, had taken up the fabled Imperial Artifact—The Crown of the Titan God—to hunt down the enigmatic Void Emperor responsible for the carnage.

 

But the Void’s rampage did not end there.

 

Just two days ago, the Angel Star Domain, the Demon Court, and even the shadowy Dark Star Domain found themselves under attack.

 

In the Demon Court’s grand hall, a cold, oppressive voice broke the silence.

 

“What are the casualties?”

 

The question, spoken with deliberate precision, sent chills through the air.

 

“Reporting to Lord Nine Tails,” a trembling warrior began, his head bowed low, “our border army of one million Zerg… was completely annihilated.”

 

The hall grew even colder.

 

“And the overseer?”

 

The warrior hesitated, his body trembling as a bead of sweat rolled down his brow.

 

“Speak.”  A single word, sharp as a blade, pierced the tense silence.

 

Swallowing hard, the warrior dared not delay any further.

 

“The Zerg Queen, Shalira, The Supreme Lord’s Eldest Disciple, has gone missing. Despite extensive searches, there is no trace of her… It is possible… it is possible she…”

 

Before he could finish, the hall’s atmosphere froze solid.

 

The icy aura emanating from Nine Tails was suffocating. Around him, the other supreme leaders of the Demon Court—Sarcosuchus, Golden Monkey, and Empress Ling Er—all turned ashen.