The atmosphere that was already boiling finally reached its peak when thousands of Supreme God Kings advanced simultaneously. Each of their steps was like the pounding of a giant hammer that shook the dimensions. Their bodies shone, radiating Divine energy that was so dense, as if capable of swallowing all space. That light penetrated far into space, making the earth and sky tremble, as if the universe itself submitted to their oath. "We are the peak of all fortresses! Today, even without His Majesty here, we will show that the Divine Lightning Fire is never fragile. Whoever comes, we will greet them with war to the death!" Their voices exploded in perfect synchronicity. There was no gap, no pause. Like the roar of a thunderstorm that pierced the layers of the sky, the echo of that shout filled every corner of the galaxy. From the center of the Divine Lightning Fire, to the Starry Sky Realm, the Zuwu Realm, and the Yuzu Realm, there was only one echo that could be heard, shaking th

The voice broke through the air, shaking the core of the galaxy, even though they couldn't see the figure of the Xiao Clan's guardian elder. Even for those in the Starry Sky Realm, Zuwu Realm, Yuzu Realm, all the way to the Qinwu Realm and Tianwu Realm, the voice remained clear. Distance and layers of space were unable to extinguish their spirit. The guardian elder laughed loudly, his voice sweeping across all layers of the sky. "Hahaha, good! I will begin activating the formation. Let the enemy see the power of our Divine Lightning Fire galaxy!" His hands moved quickly, forming seals. He threw a flag into the sky. WEENG! The flag enlarged at an impossibly fast rate. From a tiny size of just two meters, in an instant it stretched across the universe, its body towering straight from the center of the galaxy, piercing through the layers of the Divine Lightning Fire realms. Trillions of meters. Once it stood, the entire galaxy seemed to have its axis changed. The billions of stars

Voices of confusion immediately echoed from various corners of the cosmos. From observation towers in other galaxies, from the halls of divine temples, from palaces standing atop stars, people spoke, full of doubt. They couldn't fathom it. Since the beginning of history, no one had ever dared to launch a direct attack on the Divine Lightning Fire. That galaxy was a center of power, a gathering place of fear and respect. The name Divine Lightning Fire alone was enough to halt the movements of many enemies. But now, its protective formation was active. An energy dome of that magnitude could not be activated without reason. The only reason was the presence of a real threat approaching. Confusion turned to unease. Seven other galaxies moved simultaneously, each not wanting to be left behind in knowing what was happening. From each galaxy, the best treasures were immediately brought out. Some raised divine mirrors, artifacts that could penetrate layers of space and reveal shadows far bey

The Grand Elders nodded slowly with serious faces. They knew that the Emperor's decision was not just a move to help, but a grand strategy that could change the direction of power in the seven galaxies. The glint in their eyes hardened, indicating that this decree was not just about departure, but also a test of the Heavenly Sword Sacred House's loyalty. The core Elders standing behind them didn't say much either. There was no debate, no hesitation. They only solidified their determination in silence, then moved to follow the irrefutable decree. The massive wave of movement made the air in the entire Sacred House rumble. Sparkling figures darted quickly, flocking onto the warship, filling the wide-open entrance paths. The power that had been hidden all this time now gathered in one point, united in one goal: to answer their Emperor's call. However, not everyone moved to the ship. Some Elders, both those who had aged with long experience and those responsible for maintaining the fou

The black diagram that regulated the energy flow of hundreds of millions of troops shook violently. Its rotation weakened drastically, the black patterns that composed it cracking one by one. Then, a final lightning strike hit the heart of the diagram. KRAAAK!!! The diagram shattered into pieces before the entire armada. Fragments of energy scattered in all directions, shooting like a meteor shower tearing through space. The backlash hit dozens of warships, causing some of them to sway severely. Some troops were unable to withstand the pressure, their bodies thrown from the decks, scorched by the residual light of the attack, screaming before disappearing into the darkness. Amidst all the chaos, God Emperor Siyuhan remained standing tall on his ship. His robes billowed wildly, buffeted by the storm of wild energy born from the diagram's destruction. His gaze grew colder, but not empty. It sharpened instead, as if he had just seen the truth of the power he was facing. He showed no s