Chapter 1104, A Bell’s Toll

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

The war with the Centaur Clan was merely one of the major events that unfolded in the first few decades after Yu Zi Yu entered secluded cultivation.

 

As for the latter decades, they were even more astonishing, because in the Kadar Star Domain, two terrifying Forces were discovered.

 

And these two Forces were at war with each other.

 

One of them was known as the Society of Demons and Fiends, a notoriously evil Force, filled with ruthless and malevolent beings.

 

Every single member radiated an overwhelming murderous aura.

 

Among them, the Golden Ant, hailed as the ‘Heaven-Shaking Divine Ant,’ accomplished an unbelievable feat: He defeated a Tier-6 Overlord despite only being at Tier-5.

 

From that moment on, the name ;’Heaven-Shaking Divine Ant’ shook the entire Starry Sky.

 

And with him, the Society of Demons and Fiends also drew the attention of countless Forces.

 

However, compared to the Society of Demons and Fiends, the other Force made many powerhouses narrow their eyes in deep thought. Because this Force was very likely the legendary ‘Heavenly Court.’

 

Though they called themselves ‘Heaven’s Gate,’ everything about them—their methods, their heritage—all pointed toward an undeniable connection to the fabled Heavenly Court.

 

As a result, this Heaven’s Gate immediately became the focus of numerous Forces.

 

Rumors even spread that powerhouses from the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan of the Eastern Sector had crossed the vast cosmos to investigate.

 

And at the same time as these two Forces were discovered, the Dark Expanse, the most mysterious region of the Western Sector, finally saw Lifeforms emerge from its depths.

 

They called themselves the Netherborn, and they declared their intention to turn the Starry Sky into a realm of the dead.

 

Led by their Nether God and the Nether Dragon King, a colossal Nether Army, numbering in the billions, marched forth from the depths of the Dark Expanse.

 

However, before they could completely set out of the Dark Expanse, the strongest of the Forces of the Western Sector—Angel Star Domain, the Demon Court, the Elemental Clan, the Divine Titan Clan, and even the First Tower of the World—all immediately deployed Forces to the borders of Dark Expanse, forcibly blocking the entire Nether Army inside.

 

It was then that Seraphim proclaimed, “If you bring death to the stars, we shall seal you away for all eternity!”

 

It was a simple warning, a threat. Yet as they laid eyes upon the Angels, Titans, and the countless Forces that gathered before them, even the Netherborns fell into silence.

 

They could not afford to provoke everyone.

 

Even the strongest and smartest of the Netherborns had not expected the top-tier Forces of the Western Sector to unite so quickly, and form the so-called ‘Holy Light Alliance.’

 

The Netherborns were strong, but they had been isolated for eons.

 

They knew little about the outside world’s developments.

 

They had assumed that with their two Overlords and the legendary Imperial Artifact—the Netherworld Divine Armor, they could suppress the entire cosmos.

 

However, now, the sudden alliance of five top Forces struck them like a hammer blow, leaving them reeling.

 

Thus, the Netherborns had no choice but to withdraw into Dark Expanse.

 

However, even so, many Nethernprns still ventured out, spreading across the galaxies.

 

The Netherborns were a race born from death itself. They were perpetually shrouded in a Death Energy, akin to the living dead.

 

Their prolonged contact with other species was tantamount to murder. The Death Energy they carried was like a poison, devouring the vitality of any living being in their vicinity.

 

And now, these creatures were spreading across the galaxies.

 

The implications were self-evident.

 

The response from various races was clear, “If the Netherborns slaughters our kind, we shall exterminate them without mercy.”

 

To all living beings, the Netherborns were a disaster.

 

Were it not for their immense power, they would have been wiped out long ago.

 

And as the Netherborns emerged, their long-time allies, the Ghost Clan, also revealed themselves.

 

Rumors even spoke of a Tier-6 Ghost Emperor who had fought a Tier-6 Overlord of the Angel Star Domain, Michael.

 

And so, the chaos of the cosmos had begun to take shape. The universe was about to enter the most turbulent and frenzied era.

 

However, right then, on what seemed like an ordinary day…

 

*Boooooom…* A deafening echo shook the Heavens and the Earth, instantaneously stilling even the entire Solar System.

 

Shortly afterward…

 

*Thump… Thump… Thump…* Like a heartbeat, the sound suddenly resonated in the minds of countless beings, evoking the sense that some great terror was awakening.

 

At first, it was barely noticeable, but as time passed…

 

*Boom… Boom… Boom…* One after another, sounds akin to the roar of thunder, shook the very Souls of countless powerhouses, their expressions turning ashen with shock.

 

Simply because this was not something that affected merely a single place or a single nation.

 

It reverberated across the entire Solar System—even countless Star Systems beyond.

 

“What is this?”

 

“My god… It feels like the heartbeat of the world itself.”

 

“How is this possible? Is this really… a heartbeat?”

 

…

 

Everyone broke into a furor, with countless powerhouses turning pale.

 

And at that very moment, at the center of the Solar System, in the Celestial Realm, the sacred land where the greatest powerhouses of the Milky Way Galaxy gathered…

 

*Dong…* A bell’s toll echoed across the Celestial Realm, drawing everyone’s attention instantly.

 

This was the Spirit Bell of the Demon Court, a Tier-6 Spirit Treasure capable of shaking Heaven and Earth, transmitting its sound across vast distances.

 

Since its creation, this bell had only been rung once.

 

And that one time was when the Demon Court launched its campaign against the Centauris Galaxy, assembling one-tenth of its entire army.

 

Thus, everyone understood, if this bell had rung again, it could only mean two things: Either a cataclysmic event had unfolded, or an earth-shattering war was about to begin.

 

Regardless of which, it was momentous.

 

And now, if one were to look toward the Celestial Realm, they would witness countless streaks of light rising from the surface, all rushing toward the Demon Palace at the center.

 

One… then another…and another…

 

Each streak of light represented at least a Tier-4 Transcendent.

 

At this moment, nearly a million streaks of light filled the skies above Celestial Realm.

 

This was the Demon Court.

 

As the greatest Force of the Western Sector, even Tier-4s, who were akin to natural disasters, numbered close to a million within their ranks.

 

It was not that Tier-4s were common, it was simply that the Demon Court had grown too terrifying.

 

They ruled over three galaxies, the Milky Way, Elythos, and Centauris.

 

And their Subordinate Galaxies numbered in the dozens.

 

Even among second-tier Forces like the Beast Clan, there were tens of thousands of Tier-4s.

 

For the Demon Court, with its vast dominion, possessing a million Tier-4s was hardly an exaggeration.

 

Of course, in this era, it was already the era of Tier-5s.

 

Only Tier-5 True Gods could claim the title of ‘King.’

 

As for Tier-6s, known as ‘Overlords,’ were akin to Emperors.

 

Across the entire Western Sector, the number of Tier-6s remained as scarce as they had been decades ago, less than 20 were known to the public.

 

The path of cultivation, the further one advanced, the more arduous it became.

 

For true powerhouses, decades of time were no more than a single closed-door cultivation session.

 

In these few decades, the number of new Tier-4s had undoubtedly grown immensely, but that alone was not enough to cause a surge in Tier-6 Overlords.

 

Perhaps, in a thousand years or more, there might be a few additional Tier-6s, but even then, they would never become a common sight.

 

Tier-4s was a matter of talent, Tier-6s required talent, resources, and luck—none could be lacking.

 

It was not a threshold that ordinary beings could surpass.

 

Even in the most prosperous eras, Tier-6s were always considered true powerhouses.