291: Fight for the future!

In the desolate Dark Universe.

Five spaceships were performing spatial shuttles at 4.5 times the speed of light, flying at full speed towards Earth.

The thirty days it took to arrive had been compressed to one-third.

In other words, it would only take ten days to reach Earth.

Inside the spaceship's control room, every Earth martial artist seemed very excited.

In contrast, the servant martial artists were a little less enthusiastic.

Over these past few days, the sights, sounds, actions, and gains of Ma Liang and his group on Qiulong Star had opened the eyes of those who were stepping into deep space for the first time.

It turned out that the true universe was even more mysterious than they had imagined!

At this moment, the single E8-class spaceship they had upon arriving at Qiulong Star had gained a group of companions for the return journey—

Among them, the four leading disc-shaped spaceships were all E7-class.

The remaining fifty spaceships were D9-class.

These spaceships cost Chen Fan nearly one hundred hun yuan units.

To allow everyone to enjoy spaceships that only peak World Lord powerhouses could possess, Chen Fan felt the money was well spent.

At the same time, he also made a reasonable allocation of these four spaceships.

Hong, Thunder God, Ma Liang, and Xue Zhan each received one.

The remaining D9-class spaceships were all distributed, with everyone getting a share.

This was the standard equipment for the Galaxy Guardians, specially prepared to protect the Milky Way Galaxy and Earth.

Even though one-thirtieth of his wealth was completely consumed, Chen Fan showed no stinginess or heartache.

All of this was for Earth and humanity!

Of course, it was also for Chen Fan himself and his loved ones!

After finalizing the agreement with Kaido, he only needed to wait for the results of the consignment of the 717 fifth-tier Origin Power weapons (battle suits) and collect the money.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan's mood brightened considerably.

Furthermore,

The most important thing for Chen Fan was the Time Secret Art left by Heavenly Azure Dragon Lord.

According to Liu Qiyue, both the Time Secret Art and Space Secret Art were essential for him to cultivate.

However, when Chen Fan asked Liu Qiyue if she had any powerful secret arts,

this enchantress would always deflect the conversation, using excuses to avoid Chen Fan's questions.

Things like 'You are still too weak, not yet Undying, and cannot cultivate advanced secret arts,' or 'There will be many opportunities in the future, don't rush now'… Faced with such evasions, Chen Fan would always just smile and move on, not pressing further.

In truth, deep down, Chen Fan was still filled with endless anticipation for such super secret arts.

Many times, Chen Fan would speculate about Liu Qiyue's origins—since she came from the Origin Continent, her status must be extraordinary!

But these were thoughts Chen Fan could only ponder silently in his heart.

There was only one reason: his strength was too low.

Even if he was invincible at Universe Rank, in front of Domain Lords, World Lords, and even stronger Undying beings, Chen Fan was still an incredibly insignificant existence.

After all, Chen Fan's promotion to Universe Rank by relying on the life fruit carried a suspicion of forced growth.

In terms of domain, he had only comprehended eight levels to this day.

As for Origin Laws,

through the unremitting guidance of this enchantress, he had finally barely achieved 入門 (entry-level) in the fire and water attribute laws.

The road ahead was still very long.

Chen Fan pondered secretly, a confident smile playing on his lips.

For him, nothing was impossible!

For no other reason than,

Chen Fan was a man who had created miracles!

In just one year, he led all humanity out of the Great Nirvana Era and into a new era.

Immediately after, Chen Fan spent three years to enable Earth's Astral Rank martial artists to exceed one hundred.

Among them, more than one-third of the Astral Rank martial artists received inheritances.

Finally, he took the most elite group of Earth martial artists to Canglan Star for the Universe Apprentice Mercenary assessment.

This move was undoubtedly Chen Fan's most daring action.

Because even the apprentice mercenary assessment still had a death rate of over ninety percent.

This assessment in Realm Lord Ming Sa's World was even more so.

One must know that eight million Astral Rank adventurers participated in the Life and Death Chessboard slaughter, and only tens of thousands survived, which was enough to show its cruelty.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan raised his head, his gaze sweeping over every martial artist.

Suddenly—

A unique idea sparked in Chen Fan's mind.

"Having stepped into deep space and encountered cosmic civilization for the first time, what are everyone's thoughts?"

"Everyone can speak freely!"

Chen Fan said with a smile.

"The law of survival in this universe is too cruel. Out of eight million Astral Rank martial artists, only ten to twenty thousand survived in three days. It's truly a bit brutal!"

"Indeed!"

"If Chen Fan hadn't allowed us to advance to Universe Rank beforehand and provided us with powerful equipment for this Life and Death Chessboard, we might have been the ones killed."

"For this, we should really thank Chen Fan."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!!!" Everyone replied in unison.

Chen Fan: "..."

Chen Fan's face darkened, feeling speechless.

What a bunch of clowns!

Seeing Chen Fan's somewhat helpless expression, everyone exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

A joyful atmosphere filled the entire core cabin.

At the same time,

On the spaceship's control screen, a shiny bald head suddenly appeared; it was Wang Teng's intelligent life—Ming Luo.

At this moment, Ming Luo's eyes were wide with fury, almost shouting—"You guys, why don't you just directly announce my ID number!"

However, the furious Ming Luo was completely ignored by them.

Helpless, Ming Luo could only drag Wang Teng into the Slaughter Arena of the Virtual Universe, engaging in continuous slaughter training to vent his frustration.

Wang Teng felt deeply wronged by this but had no choice but to obey.

After all, this intelligent life was the mentor left to him by Realm Lord Ming Sa, and his importance was self-evident; he had to be appeased carefully.

Previously, when he received the inheritance of Champion Undying 'King Langu' in the Inheritance Hall on Earth, this convenient master only left behind a set of spear techniques encompassing space and an inheritance soul crystal, with nothing else.

Many times, Wang Teng had to rely on his own exploration and intelligence to slowly improve the Langu Spear Art.

Although Wang Teng could only execute the first two forms now, they provided a very terrifying boost to his combat power amplification.

With the first form, Wang Teng was confident he could face a Universe Rank fourth-tier martial artist and remain undefeated.

Once he unleashed the second form, combined with his light domain which had reached the third level, Wang Teng was confident he could defeat powerhouses below Universe Rank seventh-tier.

Nevertheless, in the eyes of Lord Ming Luo, these combat powers were still far from enough.

With Wang Teng missing from the conversation, the atmosphere in the spaceship's control room remained extraordinarily lively.

"The vast universe truly holds countless wonders, but of course, it's best to have money!"

Ma Liang closed his eyes, a look of immersion on his face, as if he were swimming in an ocean of wealth.

This time, he personally entered the slave trading market and, with a grand gesture, bought tens of thousands of Astral Rank slaves.

His generous spending attracted numerous slave traders, who all invited him to view their slaves.

Ma Liang accepted such enthusiastic requests without refusal, putting on a grand display of a wealthy tycoon's shopping spree.

Wherever he went, whether Planetary Level slaves or Astral Rank slaves, as long as they were of a higher level, he took them all under his command, without a hint of goodwill.

"Brother Ma Liang, you really made a big splash this time!" Han Li and Fang Yuan's eyes showed envy.

"This universe is diverse and all-encompassing; we must never let our guard down!"

Hong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly uttered such a sentence.

"Yes, after visiting the slave market this time, I realized how weak our Earth race is.

Even with us Universe Rank martial artists, we are still insignificant in this vast universe. Even Universe Rank powerhouses can be captured as slaves..."

Thunder God recalled the two newly purchased Universe Rank slaves from the slave market, feeling a sense of sorrow.

Perhaps influenced by Thunder God's words and emotions, a sorrowful atmosphere permeated the control room.

At this moment, Chen Fan stepped forward.

He looked around and said loudly, "We cannot overthink other things. What we can do now is constantly strengthen ourselves, so that we can protect our Earth race... until we become big figures in the universe, only then can we do something to change the darkness and filth of this universe."

"Before that, for now, we just need to focus on the present."

"To use an ancient Chinese saying: 'When successful, help the world; when in adversity, cultivate oneself!'"

"Hmm, I agree with Fan-ge!"

"Me too!"

"And me!"

Thunder God and Xue Zhan exchanged glances, a slight smile simultaneously curving their lips.

These two veteran martial artists, who emerged from before the Great Nirvana period, placed particular importance on strength.

Without strength, they could not properly protect their homeland and would be cruelly trampled by monster legions.

They had a profound understanding of that sorrowful feeling of separation and death!

"Everyone, for the future of Earth, let's fight together!"

"For the future of our humanity, let's strive to the end!"

"Go!"

"Fight!"