Chapter 1039, The Invasion of the Void

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

The heartland of the Angel Clan was a planet known as Lumina Sanctis. It was over ten times larger than Earth.

 

Though, on the cosmic scale, Lumina Sanctis was not considered particularly massive, it was teeming with resources. The planet contained abundant reserves of Light Elemental Spirit Stones.

 

Rumor had it that there was even a supermassive deposit of Holy Light Stones.

 

The Holy Light Stones were practically treasures for Light-Attribute Cultivators. They could purify one’s energy and even cleanse filth in the cultivators’ bodies. They were High Grade Light-Attribute Treasures.

 

The planet itself was named after these fabled deposits of Holy Light Stones.

 

As for the specifics, no one knew. Few outsiders had ever set foot on Lumina Sanctis, let alone verified the truth of these rumors.

 

Long ago, even Mountain Titan, wielding the Divine Artifact—Hundred Mountains, only managed to linger briefly at the gates of the City of Angels, located at the center of Lumina Sanctis, before he was swatted away by a single palm strike from one of the Angel Kings.

 

…

 

Now, on Lumina Sanctis, it was day time. Three Suns, resembling blazing fireballs, illuminated the planet. These celestial bodies burned so intensely that even the clouds seemed to dissolve into nothingness. Bright golden sunlight bathed the surface, causing the entire planet to shimmer brilliantly.

 

On the surface, one could see countless Humanoid figures with pristine white wings flying through the skies.

 

However, these Angels did not fly very high.

 

For one, the Light-Attribute Spiritual Energy at higher altitudes was so dense that it was practically overwhelming.

 

Secondly, Lumina Sanctis was governed by a so-called ‘No-Fly Rule.’

 

Low Order Angels with two wings could only fly at altitudes below 100 meters.

 

Only four-winged Angels or higher—those classified as Intermediate Order or Higher Order Angels—were allowed to freely roam the skies.

 

In the Angel Clan, one’s wings were the symbol of status and strength. Two-winged Angels were merely commoners within society.

 

In terms of hierarchical structure, the Angel Clan was far stricter and more stratified than most other races.

 

Right at this moment…

 

*Booooooom…* A sudden, thunderous explosion shattered the tranquil silence of the plain, sending shockwaves rippling through the air.

 

Shocked and alarmed, the Lower-Order Angels within the vicinity looked toward the source, the sky.

 

High above, the once-clear blue sky began to darken, overshadowed by a swirling violet-black vortex. The vortex wasn’t that large—just 100 meters wide. It rotated slowly, but with increasingly intense rumbles.

 

Adding more to the dread, ominous and bone-chilling aura began filling the air, emanating from the vortex.

 

For a fleeting moment, it felt as if some otherworldly beast was about to emerge, one so harrowing that could not be described in words.

 

“What… is that?” A two-winged Angel with golden hair muttered in a daze, her beautiful eyes wide with confusion and unease.

 

For reasons she could not explain, the sight of the vortex sent a bone-deep chill through her entire being.

 

And then…

 

*Boooooom, boooooom…* The rumbles intensified as the violet-black vortex began to spin faster.

 

“The Void Gate is now slightly opened, enough to allow Tier-2 and some Tier-3 Void Creatures to descend. So go.” Yu Zi Yu gave the command, as he continued stabilizing the Void Gate.

 

Opening a Void Gate was a slow and arduous process.

 

The opening of the Void Gate was a gradual process.

 

However, thanks to his majestic power, Yu Zi Yu had managed to open a Void Gate capable of allowing Tier-2 Void Creatures to descend.

 

As for Tier-3, Tier-4, and even Tier-5 Void Creatures, that would still require some time.

 

Moreover, this too had its advantages, a significant one at that.

 

While the Angel Clan had yet to react, enough Tier-2 Void Creatures could be sent into the heart of the Angel Clan’s territory.

 

By then, these weak but numerous Tier-2 Void Creatures would likely overwhelm the Angel Clan, causing significant distractions.

 

A smile appeared on Yu Zi Yu’s face, and with a slight motion of his Dragon Claws, he commanded, “Go.”

 

“Yes, Lord Purple Dragon,” countless Tier-2 Void Creatures shouted in unison, their eyes burning with excitement.

 

One after another, they shot into the 100-meter-wide vortex before them, leaving thousands of violet streaks in their wake.

 

…

 

At the same time, on the unnamed plain on Lumina Sanctis, where a violet-black vortex had suddenly appeared…

 

*Swish, swish, swish…* Countless violet streaks of light, resembling a meteor shower, shot out from the vortex.

 

The atmosphere grew heavy and foreboding, because the moment the violet streaks emerged from the vortex…, the air was filled with sharp, grating screeches that sent chills through the entire plain.

 

*Rooooar, rooooar, roooooar…*

*Screeeech, screeeech, screeeeech…*

 

Strange and eerie cries echoed filled the air, sending chills down the spine of the entire plain. It felt as though it had fallen into the abyss of the underworld.

 

Adding more to the dread, the dim sky above became to take on a violet hue, as though it was being corroded.

 

“What… is that?” The beautiful eyes of the golden-haired two-winged Angel widened in shock, unable to contain the tremble in her voice.

 

Everything before her felt like a nightmare, overwhelming her pure and untainted heart.

 

And then…

 

“Be careful!” shouted a nearby two-winged male Angel, his voice urgent as he noticed something amiss, while he quickly darted toward the female Angel.

 

However, before he could reach her—

 

*Screeeeeech….* A foreboding screech echoed in his ears, as his figure came to a grinding halt, his body trembling non-stop.

 

He had been struck by a violet streak, which soon revealed its true form—a worm, no larger than a finger, surrounded by a dark violet aura.

 

The Void Creature, in its most common form—the worm—let out an excited, grating shriek. It darted toward the male Angel’s forehead, driven by primal instinct.

 

“No, no…”

 

“Ah! It hurts so much!”

 

The male Angel’s anguished screams shattered the stillness of the plain. He fell to the ground, writhing in agony, his cries inhuman and filled with despair.

 

While the sudden sight of the male Angel writhing in agony struck the golden-haired female Angel adaze, a horrible transformation unfolded before her. She witnessed the once pristine winges of the male Angel become tainted with violet, spreading like ink in water.

 

His eyes—once filled with warmth and affection when they looked at her—gradually dimmed, losing all semblance of life.

 

The eyes that once looked at her with affection gradually lost their luster.

 

It was parasitism.

 

The Void Clan, born with inherently fragile bodies, relied on stronger hosts to grow and evolve. The Angel Clan, the Titan Clan, and countless others—these powerful races were prime targets for the Void Clan’s insidious hunger.

 

This was what made the Void Clan truly terrifying. They thrived by parasitizing and consuming the bodies of other beings, growing stronger with each conquest.