Rustle, rustle.
The Strongest One, Xia Qin, looked at the super-large battlefield, waved his right hand, and nearly two hundred Rank Eleven powerhouses fell like meteors to the edge of the battlefield.
The other eight human Strongest Ones did the same, sending a large number of Rank Eleven powerhouses from the Human Civilization Alliance rapidly into the edge of the super-large battlefield.
Then,
The peak factions began sending their own Rank Eleven powerhouses into the edge of the super-large battlefield.
"Xia Qin, has that human ‘Blood Rain’ also entered?" a Strongest One from the Starry Sky Alliance inquired through sound transmission.
Not long ago, space-time ripples indicating an ultimate breakthrough had been detected in the territory of human civilization. Many aliens Strongest Ones speculated that the person attempting the breakthrough might be the human Blood Rain.
Based on the performance of human Blood Rain in the two-dimensional world, even if boosted by some artifact, the power displayed was extraordinary, indicating at least a Rank Eleven perfected realm.
Perhaps even closer to Rank Twelve than the Divine King.
Thus, these aliens Strongest Ones made this assumption.
But it remained speculation; no one could say for certain whether it was the human Blood Rain.
"You’ll find out soon enough," Xia Qin replied casually, not divulging any information about Lin Yuan.
"Heh."
The Strongest One from the Starry Sky Alliance fell silent. If human civilization had Blood Rain, did the Starry Sky Alliance not have comparable existences? The Divine King had been crushed by Blood Rain in the two-dimensional world, but the environment there was unique. The super-large battlefield would not have such conditions.
Defeating the powerhouses of the Starry Sky Alliance on the super-large battlefield would not be easy.
The Strongest Ones of the Starry Sky Alliance had already set up numerous contingencies to reclaim their honor.
Edge of the Super-Large Battlefield
Lin Yuan quickly stabilized himself, avoiding a rapid descent, and landed softly on the ground.
"So this is the edge of the super-large battlefield?"
Lin Yuan surveyed the surroundings. Towering ancient trees stretched endlessly in all directions, lush and vibrant.
Each tree emanated a surging vitality. Were it not for the battlefield’s space-time suppression, these trees could likely become actual living beings in the primary universe.
"Three Rank Eleven powerhouses from the Human Civilization Alliance fell into this region?"
Following the threads of causality, Lin Yuan confirmed the number of Rank Eleven powerhouses from human civilization in this region.
Out of the 333 edge regions of the super-large battlefield, this region had only four powerhouses from the Human Civilization Alliance—exceptionally unlucky.
Such a small number of Human Civilization Alliance powerhouses would undoubtedly face suppression and targeting when competing for the path to the core region.
However,
This was all assuming Lin Yuan wasn’t present.
"Where’s the space-time path?"
Lin Yuan focused for a moment. In each of the 333 edge regions, a space-time path existed in a specific location.
This path was relatively easy to detect, requiring only a slight sense of the space-time fluctuations.
"The space-time suppression is intense; long-distance space teleportation is nearly impossible."
Lin Yuan pondered.
This was why only one space-time path existed in each of the 333 edge regions.
Without space teleportation, even a perfected Rank Eleven powerhouse flying from the edge to the core would likely find the war on the super-large battlefield already over.
Only through the space-time path could one quickly reach the core region and participate in the conflicts among the Twelve Pinnacle Factions.
"Still, with my comprehension of space-time at the Sixth Realm, I can manage teleportation, though not at the scale of billions of light-years in one step."
Lin Yuan tested this briefly and reached his conclusion.
Even for him, teleportation was constrained. Other Rank Eleven powerhouses would likely have to rely solely on flight.
"Let’s first reach that space-time path."
Lin Yuan took a step forward and disappeared from his original spot.
Meanwhile,
In the same edge region where Lin Yuan had descended.
Various aliens Rank Eleven powerhouses began surveying their surroundings.
"In this region... my Starry Sky Alliance has fifty-three Rank Eleven powerhouses. We’re secure."
A massive rock-like being sensed the threads of causality and smiled.
With tens of thousands of Rank Eleven powerhouses spread across 333 edge regions, the average per region was about 200.
Among them, the Starry Sky Alliance had fifty-three in this region—well above average—giving them a significant advantage.
The fifty-three Rank Eleven powerhouses from the Starry Sky Alliance could likely secure all spots on the space-time path, reaching the core region.
This would strengthen their position in the core and might influence the final outcome of the war.
On a distant plain...
A figure clad in pitch-black armor stood silently.
"In this region, my Prison Clan has only twelve Rank Eleven powerhouses?" the black-armored figure grinned.
"But with me here, we’ll claim twelve of the hundred spots on the space-time path."
This Prison Clan powerhouse was a fifth-tier Rank Eleven, wielding a Strongest Weapon.
Among the tens of thousands of Rank Eleven powerhouses from the Twelve Pinnacle Factions, only a few hundred to a thousand qualified to wield Strongest Weapons.
Distributed across the 333 regions, some regions might have only one or two such powerhouses.
Thus, the Prison Clan powerhouse was confident. With a Strongest Weapon, he believed himself to be at the pinnacle of the Rank Eleven hierarchy, threatened only by others with Strongest Weapons.
"The space-time path... it’s there."
The Prison Clan powerhouse sensed for a moment, located the space-time path, and took off.
On a distant hill...
A massive hive descended.
"In this edge region..."
The hive belonged to the Insect Race. Its owner surveyed the surroundings and began mobilizing insect warriors.
From within the hive, countless insect warriors emerged, soon numbering in the tens of thousands.
These Rank Eleven insect warriors barely met the threshold, unable to defeat even a first-tier Rank Eleven powerhouse in one-on-one combat.
But their sheer numbers were overwhelming.
Tens of thousands of Rank Eleven insect warriors could exhaust even fourth- or fifth-tier Rank Eleven powerhouses.
Moreover, this initial wave was just the beginning. Over time, the hive could spawn stronger insect warriors, surpassing the Rank Eleven threshold.
Before a vast space-time labyrinth...
Lin Yuan halted his movement.
"Looks like I’m the first to arrive."
Glancing around, Lin Yuan confirmed his suspicion.
In each edge region, the Rank Eleven powerhouses were scattered in a circular area around the space-time path.
This ensured that no individual powerhouse had an unfair advantage in reaching the path unopposed.
With his Sixth Realm comprehension of space-time, Lin Yuan could teleport even in the super-large battlefield, allowing him to arrive first.
"This space-time labyrinth..."
Lin Yuan examined it briefly.
Every space-time path was preceded by such a labyrinth.
Only by traversing the labyrinth could one reach the path.
"Too easy."
Lin Yuan stepped forward, bypassing the labyrinth entirely, and appeared before the space-time path.
Outside the Super-Large Battlefield...
Numerous Rank Twelve Strongest Ones observed the edge regions.
"Hmm?"
"The Milky Way Star Lord can teleport within the battlefield?"
Some Strongest Ones quickly noticed, their expressions tinged with surprise.
According to the rules of the super-large battlefield, Rank Eleven beings could not teleport unaided.
"It seems human civilization has invested heavily in the Milky Way Star Lord, granting him artifacts that enable forced teleportation."
An Insect Race Empress sneered, glancing at the human Strongest Ones.
Within the battlefield, even perfected Rank Eleven beings couldn’t teleport unaided. However, artifacts could bypass this restriction.
Such artifacts were exceedingly rare, especially those effective in the hands of newly advanced Rank Eleven beings.
Artifacts of this caliber typically required the user to meet certain standards, such as a Fifth Realm comprehension of space-time.
Lowering these standards required the artifact to be extraordinarily valuable.
"Mind your own business," Xia Qin replied casually to the Insect Race Empress.
In truth, Xia Qin was also puzzled. He hadn’t given Lin Yuan such an artifact.
He had considered it, but Lin Yuan had declined.
"Did he acquire some unique spatial treasure in the two-dimensional world?" Xia Qin speculated. Lin Yuan had indeed obtained many treasures there, but Xia Qin hadn’t inquired, respecting Lin Yuan’s achievements.
The super-large battlefield had numerous space-time barriers, obscuring even Rank Twelve Strongest Ones from discerning the source of Lin Yuan’s teleportation ability.
Thus, many assumed it was due to an artifact rather than Lin Yuan’s Sixth Realm comprehension of space-time, a level comparable to the Strongest Ones.
"Giving such an artifact to a mere newly advanced Rank Eleven is risky," the Insect Race Empress remarked coldly.
In the battlefield, fifth- and sixth-tier Rank Eleven beings rarely perished, protected by Strongest Weapons.
But Lin Yuan, without a Strongest Weapon, could still die. If he lost such an artifact, retrieving it would be difficult.
Before the Space-Time Path...
Lin Yuan stood before the path. He could step in and head to the core region at any time.
However—
He glanced back.
Heading straight to the core region now felt wasteful.
Additionally, several Rank Eleven powerhouses from the Human Civilization Alliance were still behind.
If Lin Yuan advanced now, those allies might remain stuck in the edge region.
With this in mind, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged before the space-time path, waiting for the aliens Rank Eleven beings to arrive.
Time passed.
Half a day later…
The space-time labyrinth before the path roiled as numerous powerhouses clashed within it.
"Hahaha!"
"Ming Che, so what if you wield a Strongest Weapon? With your strength, how many strikes can you even manage?" a massive rock-like being laughed as he broke through the labyrinth, full of confidence.
Ming Che, the Prison Clan powerhouse, followed shortly after, emerging silently in his black armor. He spared the rock-like being a cold glance but refrained from speaking.
The Starry Sky Alliance had over fifty Rank Eleven powerhouses in this region. There was no need to provoke unnecessary conflict.
After all, the space-time path had a hundred spots available—more than enough.
"Hmm?"
The rock-like being spotted Lin Yuan, seated cross-legged before the space-time path.
"The Milky Way Star Lord?"
Recognizing Lin Yuan instantly, the rock-like being couldn’t hide his surprise.
The Milky Way Star Lord’s reputation was too great. His leap to Rank Eleven had made him a legendary prodigy among the cosmic races.
"The Milky Way Star Lord?"
Ming Che also noticed Lin Yuan, his expression puzzled.
They had rushed to the path as quickly as possible, even fighting within the labyrinth.
Yet, they hadn’t encountered the Milky Way Star Lord.
Now, he was already here?
Did that mean Lin Yuan had arrived long before they even entered the labyrinth?
For a newly advanced Rank Eleven to reach this spot so much earlier was baffling.
Moreover, Lin Yuan hadn’t entered the path but remained seated before it.
Strong Rank Eleven beings had unparalleled processing speeds and quickly sensed something amiss, opting for caution.
As the aliens Rank Eleven beings emerged from the labyrinth, Lin Yuan finally opened his eyes, smiling as he addressed them:
"You’ve finally arrived."
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