470: Laplace's Demon

Hu Gang's Aura was at its Peak.

Having just completed his Breakthrough, a surge of pent-up energy remained unvented in his heart.

A sparring partner had arrived at just the right time.

Today would be the day he displayed his full prowess!

In an instant, Tarnis was beaten back step by step; Hu Gang's Aura was simply too overwhelming.

He was incomparably ferocious.

"The Void Realm invades my Universe and actually commits such cruel atrocities! My Yao Race population numbered in the hundreds of billions, yet now, I am all that remains!"

Hu Gang fought while stacking buffs on himself.

He was indeed happy to have broken through to become a Sovereign.

The cosmic will had drawn him here after finding no trace of the Yao Race within the Universe.

The moment he exchanged blows with Tarnis, Hu Gang understood.

So, it was an invasion by the Void Realm that had actually slaughtered the Yao Race to the last soul.

Tyrannical rage surged within his heart.

This was a blood feud of monstrous proportions!

The Void Realm dared to do such a thing.

Tarnis listened, his mind a complete muddle.

What are you babbling about?

Isn't the Yao Race doing perfectly fine in the Void Realm?

And where did this ox get such a huge temper—does he really want a fight to the death?

As Tarnis fought, his own temper began to flare.

The Void Realm has done everything humanly possible.

It's not my fault the Universe was targeted by the Myriad Transformation Heavenly Venerate.

We were coerced by the Myriad Transformation Heavenly Venerate; migration was the best solution we could come up with.

The Yao Race?

Hasn't the entire Yao Race already migrated?

What more do you want?

For a moment, both of them were genuinely incensed.

The fight grew increasingly fierce.

Ye Su stood in the distance and reached out a hand—ah, this was a bit hard to explain.

Hu Gang was in the heat of battle; he might not necessarily listen.

Furthermore, between two Sovereigns, neither could kill the other in such a short time.

Might as well let him have his fun.

—Hu Gang's mind just hadn't made the turn yet.

And he was hot-headed.

The two battled for a full hour, nearly sinking the spatial tunnel continent.

Later.

Hu Gang was forced to one side of the spatial tunnel.

On the other end, Shan Jun gave a weak cry;

"Clan Chief..."

Hu Gang looked back.

His face was full of astonishment.

Ah, this...

It seemed something was not quite right.

That's Shan Jun, right?

Why did you run over to the opposing camp?

Have you defected to the enemy?

"Shan Jun? How did you—"

Hu Gang asked in surprise.

"It's a bit hard to explain in a short time."

Shan Jun said;

"The Universe faced an external threat, and we had no choice but to migrate. It was the Void Realm that took us in."

"So—"

"So it's my problem?"

Hu Gang said without thinking.

Holy crap.

How embarrassing.

The external threat to the Universe.

Hu Gang knew about it.

Those were Immortal Beings; the Universe truly had no way to deal with them.

To survive, the major races would try every possible means.

Of course, migration was the best choice.

It preserved themselves and provided a new area for development.

Not only could the race continue, but it could also continue to evolve and develop.

It's just—Hu Gang looked at Tarnis;

'I fought so fiercely just now; he won't block my migration, will he?'

Migration.

Hu Gang could accept that.

Having just become a Sovereign, he was unwilling to face an Immortal Being.

This wasn't about persistence.

One has to judge the situation, right?

"Ahem—we just had a little sparring session, it was alright."

Hu Gang cleared his throat and said;

"That, um, we probably don't need to fight anymore."

Tarnis was fuming.

But it was understandable, after all.

Hu Gang ultimately didn't know the inside story; this was just a small misunderstanding.

"If Brother Hu Gang feels it wasn't enough, we can fight again in the Void Realm." Tarnis still looked at the big picture.

Hu Gang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He then cupped his hands toward him.

Finally.

He looked at Ye Su with a complex expression.

Everyone is leaving, you're not?

Ye Su nodded to him.

The meaning was clear;

I will not leave.

The two didn't talk much; it seemed many words and many complex emotions were contained in that single glance.

Many things are better left unsaid.

Otherwise, no one would have a way to save face.

At the entrance of the spatial tunnel.

The Gene Divine Tree transformed from the Insect Lord appeared once more.

Hu Gang did not hesitate to begin accepting the transformation.

This outcome was what everyone wanted to see.

Adding another great general to the original migrants in the Void Realm would be beneficial for future development.

So there was nothing more to say.

But by comparison.

The looks directed at Ye Su were very complex.

That battle just now.

What Tarnis displayed was pure Sovereign-level combat power.

In other words, within the Universe, the differences of the Universe could no longer suppress Void Realm Lifeforms.

According to the agreement with the Myriad Transformation Heavenly Venerate, Tarnis was about to take action against Ye Su.

How could this be blocked?

Whether it was the Yanhuang Clan or the Mechanical Race, they currently lacked the ability to oppose a Sovereign.

Once he acted, it would be the end!

"Ye Su, accept your fate."

A terrifying Aura swirled around Tarnis; the fight with Hu Gang just now counted as a warm-up.

Now, his Battle Intent was surging.

"I'll say the same thing: as for what will happen, we'll only know after we fight."

"You really are confident!"

Tarnis didn't waste any more words this time.

Being dragged into this for no reason was already annoying enough; let's end this as soon as possible.

Such things were not unique in the endless eons of the Universe—in the long passage of time, perhaps there are some ethnic groups that command admiration, but admiration is meaningless.

Only survival has meaning.

Time truly buries everything.

Tens of thousands of years from now.

Who will remember that in the Universe, there was a race that fought with the Universe until the very last moment?

No one will remember.

It's meaningless!

"To survive, any submission is worth it!"

Boom—as Tarnis spoke, he charged forward, enveloped in a terrifying Aura.

The power of this Aura was so intense it was like the heavens collapsing.

Forget the Yanhuang Clan wanting to save him.

Under this kind of Aura, no one could even approach this area.

This strike.

It seemed like a certain kill.

A certain kill that would bury a civilization.

"No matter how the situation ends up, no matter how desperate the circumstances."

Ye Su spoke and made a strange starting gesture;

"Whether I am given a choice or not."

"I will always believe in hope!"

"I will always believe in miracles!"

"At this moment!"

"The collective thought of the civilization's sparks!"

"Assemble!"

Sovereign Level · Hyperdimensional War Emperor · Ye Su.

Online!

Clack... clack... clack—mechanical sounds began to ring out.

He Luo displayed a human-like shock for the first time.

It had nothing to do with Authority.

The purest mechanical war form had appeared.

Hyperdimensional Emperor!

The entire Mechanical Race began to merge into a super Divine Thought Network.

In just an instant.

Along with everyone from the Yanhuang Clan, everyone's consciousness entered this network.

Accompanying the mechanical sounds.

What could be called the ultimate war model of a technological civilization was activated.

"All laws have been analyzed!"

"All rules have been mastered."

"Technology has reached its Peak!"

"A certain special power is guiding us towards super evolution."

He Luo instinctively coordinated all of this.

And the core of all this pointed directly to Ye Su.

With a single thought from Ye Su.

A sliver of light crashed directly into Tarnis.