Chen Chu's manifested will stood at the edge of the darkness, saying nothing more as he watched Luo Fei pilot Mech No.1 away. Although this parting potentially meant they wouldn't see each other for a very long time, in this turbulent and chaotic era, both had their own missions and goals.

Neither showed any trace of sorrow. Whatever needed to be said could wait until after they had defeated the Purgatory Demon Clan. Once Luo Fei had left, the manifestation of Chen Chu's will also gradually faded.

At the center of the darkness, which twisted and devoured like a black hole, Chen Chu still sat cross-legged atop the Destructive Dragon Emperor's head, his body wrapped in the tangible force of the time curse.

The gathered power of time had grown so strong that the flow of time around him began to twist and distort. Space and time overlapped and shifted, creating layer upon layer of phantoms. It looked as if a dozen versions of Chen Chu from different time periods and parallel dimensions were all seated there at once, creating a scene that felt both eerie and surreal.

Behind Chen Chu stretched a river over three thousand meters long. Standing on the river was a black-haired young man, clad in fierce black and red battle armor and holding a black-gold halberd.

Compared to two days ago, when it had just been a faint outline sketched by a few strands, the temporal true form had now fully condensed into something nearly tangible. Its aura was so immense that even the river beneath it trembled under the pressure.

Only Chen Chu, sustained by the Creation Origin, could withstand it without trouble. Beside him, the Little Purple Dragon had already shrunk noticeably, losing two rounds of body mass. Its eyes had rolled back, and it looked like it was about to start foaming at the mouth.

Seeing the feeble little dragon, Chen Chu said gently, "Xiao Yi, just hang in there a little longer. My temporal true form is only one step away from being fully condensed."

Compared to when he had cultivated within a time-shrouded environment in a previous spacetime, Chen Chu was genuinely surprised by how much harder it was to condense his temporal true form now; or, perhaps this was the true and natural cultivation speed of the Temporal Reincarnation divine ability.

Upon hearing that it only needed to hold out a little longer, the Purple Dragon's spirit was instantly lifted. It enthusiastically chirped,Let's go! We can do this!

It stuck out its tongue, took a deep breath, and exhaled another faint stream of pure purple energy.

Boom!

The energy within Chen Chu's body, which had only just begun to fade, surged once more. His black hair whipped wildly in the air, and a lock of hair at his forehead had already turned mostly white.

***

In human territory, golden light swept across the sky and land, stretching over a thousand kilometers. As vast armies filled both the air and ground, passing by the outskirts of one Base City after another, everyone who witnessed the scene showed looks of awe and shock.

"Who are those people? They look so strange... and there are so many of them!"

"No idea. But those are our battleships up front, so they should be allies."

"Those must be members of the Alliance of Gods. That one is the Divine Three-Eyed Clan, and over there is the Illusory Snake Clan. I saw them before when I was training in that region."

"The golden ones flying overhead are Heavenly Feathered battleships! I saw those last month when I delivered supplies to Logistics Base One."

"There's so many of them this time."

"Yeah, the Heavenly Feathered Race alone looks to be in the millions. And look at those massive legions from the Alliance!"

"From the looks of it, they're heading toward the Sky Battlefield. Could they be here to support us?"

"It's more than that. We've always been able to hold off the Purgatory Clan on our own. This time, it's not just support. It has to be a counteroffensive."

"Hahahaha... Yes! Finally, the day of our counterattack has arrived! We'll slaughter those damned demons!"

Although the Federation had made no official announcement, the moment cultivators saw the scale of the mobilized army, they understood at once. No one was foolish enough to miss the reason behind the earlier movement of such a massive amount of resources. The Federation had joined forces with two other major powers and was launching an offensive against the Purgatory Empire.

Even though the distance stretched over twenty thousand kilometers and several forbidden zones lay in the way, the allied forces still reached the frontlines in just half a day. Because they traveled so quickly, the Purgatory Empire only received word from traitors within the Federation at this point.

***

Two hundred thousand kilometers from the frontlines, at the edge of a massive military camp that stretched for thousands of kilometers, a sudden cry of alarm echoed from within a dark and foreboding castle. "What? The Heavenly Feathered Race and the Alliance of Gods have appeared behind human lines?"

Inside a room with a black altar, a true demon's face twisted in shock. It stared at the information glowing on the stone slate in disbelief.

"This must be reported immediately!" The demon in charge of intelligence moved quickly, vanishing into a blur.

In moments, the demon raced through the castle's shadowy corridors and reached the top level. There, seated on a throne, was another true demon, its aura radiated terrifying power.

The demon knelt and said, "Our spies have delivered urgent news. Legions from the Alliance of Gods and the Heavenly Feathered Race have entered human territory and are advancing toward the frontlines."

Seated on the throne, the demon named Brooks bared its fangs, a murderous gleam flashing in its eyes. "The Alliance of Gods... that's rather bold of them. How dare they interfere in our war against humans? They're courting death. As for the Heavenly Feathered Race, weren't they being crushed by three of the other empires? How could their legions appear here?"

With that thought, Brooks' tone grew heavy. "Did the spies report any details about the strength of the armies?"

The intelligence officer hesitated, momentarily stunned. "Uh... no, My Lord."

"No? Then what about an estimate? How many demon-king-level or great-demon-king-level warriors were sent to support the humans?"

The demon froze again, then stammered, "Th-this... wasn't included either, My Lord..."

Brooks frowned, and its gaze turned icy. "So not only are there no details in your report, you don't even have a rough estimate? How do you expect me to evaluate the importance of this information? If these two only sent a symbolic force, just a few troops to show support for humanity, and I mistakenly report that they've committed their full strength, the consequences will be severe. If the higher ups make a wrong judgment based on this false information and call off the upcoming annihilation campaign, missing the best window for attack, neither you nor I will be able to take responsibility for the outcome."

The true demon trembled in fear and immediately dropped to its knees. "Y-yes! It was my failure. I didn't verify the information thoroughly. Please forgive my incompetence!"

Brooks sternly yelled out, "Go back immediately and question the human spies. Find out how much power these two races sent to support the humans, and get as much detail as possible!"

The true demon, drenched in cold sweat, didn't dare linger. It rushed out of the chamber at once.

As soon as the true demon left, "Brooks'" expression turned solemn as he thought,As expected, many individuals within the human race had already been turned by the Purgatory Empire and continued to lie low.Thankfully, after returning from my advanced studies, I chose to take over the human intelligence division's covert operations. This allows me to intercept all intelligence about that side at the earliest possible moment. If I can delay things here just a bit longer, we might be able to break the frontlines before the Purgatory Empire even has time to react.

With that thought, Brooks shifted his gaze to the gray stone table before him, a chill flickering in his eyes.

As he placed his hand on the stone surface, the demonic palace's control center began to tremble. Countless dark demon runes lit up, rising and floating in the air.

The demon runes spread out, weaving into the towering phantom of a massive demonic palace in the air. The palace had nine levels and resembled a pyramid formed from a condensed demonic array, with hundreds of rooms extending downward from its structure.

At that moment, most of the rooms in the palace were active. Inside each one, a true demon worked busily, overseeing its own intelligence team. These teams were spread across human territory, operating near the borders, along the edges of the Expansion Division, and even close to the frontlines. Some had even established hidden networks within the Blue Planet. Their mission was to recruit human spies, and collect intelligence from every corner of the human territory.

At that moment, the demon overseeing the intelligence team infiltrating human territory had already returned to its room on the sixth level. It stood before a stone plate carved with intricate demon runes. It placed a black crystal in the center of the plate, then adjusted more than a dozen inscriptions carved into its surface.

Hum!

As the "number" was dialed, the stone plate began to tremble. A demonic array activated, releasing an invisible stream of information that pierced through the void and transmitted toward the coordinates of a matching stone plate in the distance.

Soon, a response came. A blurry phantom appeared above the stone plate.

The demon asked, "Zhang Yihong, I forgot to ask earlier, roughly how many troops did the two races send to support the humans?"

"A lot. Just the warships alone numbered—"

Just as the other side's spiritual will was about to respond, a sharp crackle tore through the connection. The projection disappeared instantly, leaving the demon momentarily stunned. "Seriously? A void storm hit just as the link connected?"

It wasn't the first time it had encountered such interference. All the demon could do was curse its luck and replace the used demonic crystal with a fresh one, preparing to redial.

"This can only be done two or three times at most. Any more, and suspicion will be aroused." At the top of the demonic palace, Brooks' gaze was cold and calculating.

***

While Brooks was busy delaying the Purgatory Empire's response, Chen Chu opened his eyes once more. Before him, the Purple Dragon lay collapsed on the Dragon Emperor's head, utterly drained and eyes rolled back. It looked like it was just one step away from foaming at the mouth.Big brother, are you done yet? I... I can't go on anymore...

Chen Chu calmly replied, "It's okay. It's done."

Behind him, the river stretching over three thousand meters shimmered. The figure standing atop it had now fully materialized, radiating an aura just as terrifying as his main body.

Boom!

With a single step, the figure's silent power sent ripples through the fabric of time itself. Then, the river and figure transformed into a streak of silver light together and vanished.

A strand of hair at Chen Chu's forehead turned silver as well, adding a subtle air of maturity to his appearance.

At the same time, beneath the Dragon Emperor, the massive space-time summoning altar covering a hundred kilometers lit up with radiant light. Countless runic sequence chains began to retract toward Chen Chu's left hand.

Without the secret summoning art to sustain it, the space around the Dragon Emperor began to warp. Then, the colossal beast vanished along with the Purple Dragon.

Now that the Dragon Emperor was no longer suppressing the area, the twisted black region exploded violently, unleashing a storm of transcendent energy that surged and howled in all directions.

From within the raging shockwaves, a beam of light burst into the sky, shooting toward the Sky Battlefield at blinding speed.

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