Chapter 273: The Choice of the Main God

In the realm of Xianyin, dark clouds gathered in the sky. At the center of the endless sea of black clouds, a hole seemed to have been torn open, from which poured brilliant beams of white light.

These intense rays of light shone straight onto a silver long-handled axe.

This was the Divine Ruler’s Axe, the first divine artifact in this universe to possess the immense power of the Creator God, since the Creator’s disappearance.

The thirty divine artifacts of the Creator had long been scattered and lost in the vast cosmos, but the Divine Ruler’s Axe had suddenly appeared in its own way. It would inevitably reshape the entire universe and the ruling structures of all the different realms.

On a small, nameless planet in the southern quadrant, Yang Hao descended with the might of a god, swiftly resolving the crisis. He wiped out hundreds of thousands of followers of the Supreme Holy Sect and killed twenty elders, including the Black Wind Elder.

The only one left was Elder Mentor Rongtong, but she deeply understood that Yang Hao had now become an existence equal to the Supreme Being, far beyond her ability to oppose. She could only surrender.

Yang Hao had originally intended to kill her, but Ling He and Ling Ziyan both pleaded for mercy. Especially Ling Ziyan, whose mentor was Elder Rongtong, who had raised her since childhood. Even after Ling Ziyan’s betrayal, Rongtong had resisted immense pressure and refused to kill her.

With such deep gratitude, how could Yang Hao bring himself to strike her down? He could only bring all of them back to the Xianyin realm.

Unexpectedly, upon entering Xianyin, the Divine Ruler’s Axe emitted a dazzling glow, its energy surging to an astonishing level, shaking the entire Xianyin realm as though it were trembling.

The great immortals, including Tianxuanzi, rushed out. Upon seeing the Divine Ruler’s Axe, they were awestruck and immediately set up an altar to worship the divine artifact.

Though puzzled, Yang Hao agreed to bathe, change his clothes, and join in the worship, seeing how the immortals insisted.

Even stranger, Xin Kui seemed to think this was only natural, even showing some irritation at Yang Hao’s apparent lack of reverence for the artifact. However, no matter how persistently others questioned Xin Kui about the artifact’s origins, she refused to reveal anything.

Although the Xianyin realm had suffered heavy losses during Yang Hao’s ascension trial—nearly all the immortals’ treasures had been exhausted—their divine powers remained intact. Soon, a grand sacrificial ceremony was prepared.

When dozens of immortals and Yang Hao knelt together before the Divine Ruler’s Axe on the altar, the previous scene unfolded once more.

Silver light poured from the clouds like a waterfall, enveloping the Divine Ruler’s Axe.

Suddenly, Xin Kui began to sing a song, her voice trembling. Naturally, her powers had been restored within Xianyin, but this long chant gradually drained her life force.

At the same time, five spirits abruptly rose from the silver axe.

The song Xin Kui sang was the legendary “Song of Divine Souls,” created by the Creator God to summon divine spirits. At this moment, Xin Kui was indeed summoning the five sleeping souls within the Divine Ruler’s Axe.

Yang Hao was stunned when he saw the five divine souls rising from the axe, for he recognized them—very well, in fact.

They were the five Supreme Gods of the Shen Yin Realm.

Shan Zu Shen Yunshang, the Dark Angel King Sa’an, the Giant Titan, the Demon King Gouruola, and the Black Dragon King.

These were five of the most powerful divine races. Whether during the ancient divine-magic wars or later in the Shen Yin Realm, they had each become rulers of the divine race due to their immense power.

But now, they appeared within the Divine Ruler’s Axe.

No sooner had the five Supreme Gods appeared than their divine power guided a series of grand visions before Yang Hao.

Amidst the movement of stars and cosmic transformations, came wave after wave of divine-magic wars.

In the first divine-magic war, the demons were decisively defeated. The God of Light pursued them across thousands of realms, slaughtering intelligent beings across billions of planets.

In the second divine-magic war, flames raged, and over a hundred multiverses were completely destroyed in the conflict. The divine light did not bring peace or safety to people; instead, it brought disaster and death.

By the third divine-magic war, even the immortals had joined the fray. The war escalated, nearly destroying the entire world and all its realms.

Had it not been for the Supreme Being’s initiation of the Divine Purge, the entire world might no longer exist.

At that time, the Supreme Being’s ideals were just. With the strength of an ordinary person, he accomplished a miraculous feat, protecting the world from annihilation.

In each of these divine-magic wars, life across planets cried out in agony, drowning in bloodshed, unable to save themselves. In the end, only the Supreme Being’s immense power allowed them to survive.

As Yang Hao watched these scenes unfold, a storm surged within him. He could see clearly that, back then, the Supreme Being had been filled with ideals, even dreams of saving all beings.

But this was not the end.

A person’s beginning may be guided by the noblest ideals, but often, something will steer them astray.

That something is called temptation.

After the Divine Purge, the Supreme Being became the sole god in existence. He could traverse multiple realms, commanding countless followers. This power tempted him, giving him the feeling of being the ultimate god—perhaps even the heir to the Creator God.

Yet, deep within the Supreme Being’s heart, there remained a thorn—power.

He had not become the sole god through strength, but through schemes, sealing away all who were stronger than him, allowing him to rise above all.

But was that seal truly unbreakable?

Was there truly no possibility of another god emerging?

Even if the Elder Council unified all cultivators in the universe under its banner, even if the Supreme Being destroyed every cultivation scripture he could find,

It still could not guarantee that no one would ever glimpse the light of divinity.

The old sword saint was one such exception. Many years ago, when the old sword saint appeared, the Supreme Being already understood that sealing alone could not last forever. The only way to become the ultimate god was to become stronger himself.

By that time, he had already become the master of the universe. He had the power to install the Galactic Empire’s royal family and send imperial fleets to conquer every planet.

But hidden within this was the Supreme Being’s scheme. What he needed from these planets was not manpower, not resources, not even power—but the celestial energy contained within each planet.

Over centuries, the Supreme Being leapt from realm to realm, greedily absorbing celestial energy. From then on, innocent lives no longer mattered to him. He either drove them away or killed them, and whoever stood in the way of his absorption perished before him.

The Supreme Being had become a being even more terrifying than the gods and demons of old. He had become a black hole, a cosmic vortex above all realms, devouring the energy of the universe.

As the Supreme Being grew stronger, the universe’s life forms suffered greater devastation.

In the visions revealed by the five Supreme Gods, Yang Hao clearly saw countless layered realms collapsing under the Supreme Being’s plunder. Tens of thousands of universes had already withered and died, their celestial energy drained without restraint.

This was already a crisis far worse than all the previous divine-magic wars combined. For only after destroying countless realms did the Supreme Being barely break through to the Immortal Ascendant Realm. To reach the Golden Immortal Realm, or even match the Creator God’s might, he might need to destroy all realms entirely.

As for those countless lives, they had already become insignificant to him.

Once the hero of all beings, the savior of the world, he had now become a monster of destruction.

Yet the divine race had begun to reflect.

In the final vision, Yunshang and the other four Supreme Gods appeared before everyone.

Yunshang said, “For millions of years, we believed the battle between light and darkness was righteous and inevitable. But after the Divine Cataclysm, we finally understood—the world does not belong to us, nor even to the Creator God. It belongs to the countless small lives across these realms. They live in this world and have the right to continue living. We divine beings, believing ourselves to possess ultimate power, recklessly slaughtered, but in the end, as we perished one by one, those small lives endured. They are the true masters of all.”

Sa’an said, “Darkness and light were balances left by the Creator God. He intended for the gods to maintain harmony in this world, ultimately allowing all life to coexist. But our thousand-year war destroyed all that and triggered the Divine Cataclysm. The Supreme Being’s sealing of the divine race was our deserved fate.”

“But now,” Yunshang sighed, “a new crisis looms over those lives. Even without us divine beings, a new god has begun even greater slaughter. The Supreme Being alone has found a way to destroy the entire world. As his power grows, the universe itself rapidly decays.”

“We…” the five Supreme Gods spoke in unison, “we know the harm we once brought to this universe. Now, it is time for us to atone for all the divine race.”

Yang Hao stared in shock at the five gods. Once bitter enemies, unable to coexist, now they spoke with one voice.

Could it be, as the Dragon God had foreseen, that the divine race would finally see their mistakes and bravely take responsibility?

Sa’an continued, “We know the Supreme Being now possesses the Flamebow, the universe’s most powerful artifact, which contains the sealed soul of Zhurong. With it, there may be no one left in the world who can oppose him.”

“So,” the other four Supreme Gods said, “we have decided to forge another artifact—one even more powerful than the Flamebow.”

Sa’an nodded, gazing at Yang Hao with solemn eyes, “That is my Night Axe. It has accompanied me my entire life, and now it shall follow you, carving new frontiers for you.”

Yang Hao stared at the Divine Ruler’s Axe resting on the altar. Indeed, the silver axe’s appearance was unmistakably Sa’an’s Night Axe—the legendary weapon forged from the purest essence of darkness. Once blacker than black, deeper than night, with every Light Angel it beheaded, it gained a speck of silver. After countless such kills, it had become purely silver, unique in all existence, the symbol of the Dark Angel King.

Yet Yang Hao felt that the axe before him was more than just the Night Axe. Though it bore the same form, it was far more powerful.

The Night Axe was famous, but it was not originally crafted by the Creator God. Its power stemmed not from itself, but from Sa’an’s supreme might.

The Divine Ruler’s Axe, however, was different. The energy it radiated was even greater than that of the Flamebow.

Sa’an and the other four Supreme Gods exchanged glances, finally revealing the final secret.

“To make the Night Axe surpass the Flamebow, to give you the power to defeat the Supreme Being, we five have sealed our divine souls entirely within this axe.”

The shocking declaration stunned everyone present.

“Therefore, this axe contains the divine power of all five of us. It shall be known as the Divine Ruler’s Axe. From this day forth, there shall be only the Divine Ruler’s Axe in the world, and no longer five Supreme Gods.”

“No!!” Yang Hao was horrified, staggering backward in disbelief, shaking his head violently.

“This cannot be! Absolutely not…”

Yang Hao could hardly believe his ears. Five Supreme Gods had sacrificed themselves, sealing their souls into the Night Axe to create a divine artifact.

Such a thing was not unheard of.

The Flamebow itself had been created this way. Originally, the Flamebow ranked near the bottom of the Creator’s thirty divine artifacts, its power so weak it was nearly ignored. But once Zhurong’s divine soul was sealed within, it instantly rose to the top.

But that transformation had not been voluntary. Zhurong, the Fire God, had been tricked into the Flamebow by the founder of the Dan Sect. Since then, his undying divine soul had cried out in agony within the Flamebow, unleashing terrifying flames of destruction.

Any divine being—whether Supreme God or lesser deity—who sealed their soul into a weapon would never die, but would also never be free. It was an eternal prison with no end.

To imagine spending endless nights in the dark abyss of the Night Axe, trapped forever, was enough to make anyone shudder.

Yet these five Supreme Gods had done it. They had willingly, without hesitation, entered the Night Axe.

They were not sacrificing themselves for their own sake, but for all divine beings, even the immortals. They sought to atone for the sins they had once committed.

Innumerable lives had perished in their divine wars, but now, they would use their power to save even more.

Yang Hao was speechless, unable to cry or weep. He could hardly believe what was happening before him.

The white-haired Shan Zu Shen Yunshang, the old man who could stop or even reverse time, was gone forever.

The Dark Angel King, who always stood at the highest point of the sky, with twelve wings, no one able to fly higher than him, was gone too. Yang Hao remembered that incomparable figure soaring above the heavens, his radiant body glowing with divine light—now gone.

All of them had vanished.

There was no longer the solitary and proud Black Dragon, the golden-glazed Goulouluo, or the Titan with the largest body.

They had all merged into one, becoming the power within the God-King Axe, becoming a weapon solely belonging to Yang Hao.

When the illusions of the five god-kings vanished from the God-King Axe, the entire ritual fell into a deep, profound silence. The self-reflection of the deities and their perspectives on the world evoked deep sighs from the immortals.

Yang Hao gazed upward for a long time. Only when the dark clouds had completely dissipated and the white light had vanished into the horizon did he slowly lower his gaze and reach out to take the God-King Axe from the altar.

All the emotions and reflections ended here. There was still a long road ahead.

Others had entrusted their lives to him, not so he could indulge in nostalgia.

As Yang Hao passed Xin Kui, he looked at this goddess with whom he had once shared intimacy. That unique fragrance still seemed to linger in his nose. Yet Xin Kui had become increasingly mature, no longer the impulsive goddess she once was.

“Stay here,” Yang Hao sincerely said. “In the Hidden Immortal Realm, I can take care of you.”

Xin Kui smiled and kicked at the soil beneath her feet. This was not her place. “I must return to the Hidden Divine Realm. There are still many people there.”

Yang Hao hesitated but nodded. He understood Xin Kui’s feelings. The five god-kings were the pillars of the Hidden Divine Realm, but now they were gone, and it was through Xin Kui’s hands that the God-King Axe had been passed to Yang Hao.

For Xin Kui, this might be a wound that would never heal.

Just as Yang Hao was about to walk away, Xin Kui suddenly spoke again. “Sa’an asked me to deliver a message to you.”

“Hmm?”

“Sa’an said that if one day you defeat the Supreme Being and become the highest god, he won’t force you to lift the restrictions on all the divine races.”

“Why?”

“Because that could spark another war. The divine and immortal races are united now because they are all within the divine tribulation. But if the tribulation disappears, old hatreds will return, and another divine-magic war could erupt, bringing disaster to all life in the universe.” Xin Kui said. “Therefore, the god-kings say that you must establish your own order.”

“My own order?” Yang Hao frowned.

Xin Kui nodded and strode toward the exit of the Hidden Immortal Realm.

While the ritual for the God-King Axe was taking place, another conflict was brewing within the Hidden Immortal Realm.

Yang Hao had brought everyone back to the Hidden Divine Realm, including Kan Ling and Ling Ziyun. Reuniting with the two women brought him immense joy. Seeing that Ling Ziyun had even given birth to his child made Yang Hao feel like the stars had realigned.

If it hadn’t been for the important ritual, Yang Hao might have already been pouring out his heart to these two women. But because of that, there wouldn’t have been this fight now.

The fight was completely instigated by Kan Ling. Though she appeared innocent and sweet on the outside, she was actually quite violent at heart, especially when she felt hurt. When she got angry, no one could contain her.

This was a perfect example.

It wasn’t until Kan Ling arrived at the Hidden Immortal Realm that she vaguely sensed the unclear and unspoken relationship between Yang Hao and Shi Mingyuan. She became suspicious and asked an angelic beauty from the Angelic Star aboard the spaceship, finally learning that Shi Mingyuan was actually Yang Hao’s long-lost lover.

This was unacceptable.

Previously, there had been Ling Ziyun, which had already made Kan Ling feel resentful for a long time. Fortunately, since Ling Ziyun had grown up with her, it was like keeping the wealth within the family. Moreover, since Ling Ziyun already had a child, Kan Ling could only reluctantly accept sharing her husband.

But now, another woman had appeared—Shi Mingyuan.

Even worse, Shi Mingyuan was as beautiful as an angel, more ethereal than Kan Ling or Ling Ziyun.

Just being beautiful was bad enough, but Shi Mingyuan had actually been with Yang Hao first. If they were to line up, Kan Ling would probably be at the end.

That alone was tolerable, but Shi Mingyuan was also the leader of the Celestial Republic, a domain leader just like Yang Hao, a position that Kan Ling and Ling Ziyun could never hope to attain.

But Miss Kan Ling was already very magnanimous. Even at this point, she gritted her teeth and accepted it.

However, Shi Mingyuan and Ling Ziyun had actually known each other all along and had already recognized each other. Yet Ling Ziyun, disregarding their sisterly bond, had never told Kan Ling, leaving her to befriend Shi Mingyuan like a fool.

This was unforgivable.

Of course, Miss Kan Ling had no intention of enduring it any longer.

Upon arriving at the Hidden Immortal Realm, Kan Ling prepared to settle the score with Ling Ziyun.

But considering Kan Ling’s intelligence, how could she possibly match the cunning of Ling Ziyun, the so-called “Sage Zhuge”? That woman had already started wailing pitifully, talking about sisterhood and marital love, the persecution by the elders, and her son. In short, she was the most pitiful person in the world. Anyone who blamed her would be violating the natural order and would be completely heartless.

Poor Miss Kan Ling was left speechless, only to be scolded in the end. Thus, the Saint-level expert Kan Ling, with red eyes, grabbed her spear and prepared to leave, determined to break up with Yang Hao—completely, utterly, and irrevocably.

This time, Ling Ziyun was really worried. She had only meant to argue a bit, but if Kan Ling really left and disappeared forever, Yang Hao would surely be frantic.

Seeing that Kan Ling was determined to leave, Ling Ziyun couldn’t stop her. So she turned her eyes and went to find someone else.

Ling Ziyun went to find Shi Mingyuan. She truly deserved her reputation as Yang Hao’s top strategist. She knew clearly that the only person in the world who could stop Kan Ling was Shi Mingyuan.

So just as Kan Ling was about to step out of the Hidden Immortal Realm, Shi Mingyuan blocked her path appropriately.

“Where are you going?” Shi Mingyuan smiled slyly.

“None of your business!” Kan Ling rode her sword spirit, her spear pointing to the sky, her expression as fiery as her mood.

“Leaving your man behind?” Shi Mingyuan emphasized the word “your,” still wearing that strange smile.

“Whoever wants him can have him. I don’t care.” Kan Ling was furious.

“You don’t care? Then why did you search the entire universe for him, and now that you’ve seen him, you look so excited?” Shi Mingyuan teased.

“I’m not excited!” Kan Ling’s face turned pale with anger. “And you and Ling Ziyun actually conspired to deceive me. Do you think I’m easy to fool?”

“To be honest, you are quite gullible,” Shi Mingyuan said with a calm smile. “But you’re also very cute. I’ve heard of you, the first beauty of the Imperial Capital.”

“Not as cute as you. Aren’t you known as the most beautiful woman in the universe?” Kan Ling turned her eyes upward, snorting. “It’s just that your legs are a bit longer.”

Shi Mingyuan’s eyes twinkled mischievously as she looked at Kan Ling’s chest. The two women refused to back down, almost sparking a fire.

“Move aside!” Kan Ling drove her sword spirit, pushing Shi Mingyuan into a corner.

“You’re afraid of me?” Shi Mingyuan deliberately provoked her.

“Afraid of you? I’m afraid of you? How could I be afraid of you?” Kan Ling, already full of anger, couldn’t bear this provocation and naturally felt depressed. “What’s so great about you? It’s only because you had help from those immortals. I’ve been a Saint-level expert for years. Would I be afraid of you?”

“Then why did you run away when you saw me?”

“I just didn’t want to see… see that man.” Kan Ling’s voice softened, her eyes turning red. “Stupid man. Dead man.”

Shi Mingyuan actually understood Kan Ling’s feelings. Previously, when she had heard that Yang Hao had other women, she had also felt extremely unhappy. However, after meeting Kan Ling, she felt better because Kan Ling was quite straightforward and indeed likable.

“We’re both warriors. Warriors should have their own way of resolving things.”

Shi Mingyuan’s entire armor transformed instantly into a battle-ready state. “How about we fight? Let’s see who is the real expert. The winner stays.”

Kan Ling was already in a bad mood, and seeing Shi Mingyuan dare to challenge her only made her more competitive.

Without saying a word, she charged forward with her spear aimed at Shi Mingyuan.

But what awaited her was a lightning bolt as thick as her arm.

Thus, the battle between the two women finally erupted.

As Kan Ling and Shi Mingyuan fought fiercely, their battle shaking the heavens and earth, Ling Ziyun and Yang Hao watched from afar, occasionally commenting on the elegance of the two women’s movements and the curves exposed outside their battle armor.

Ling Ziyun gave Yang Hao a sidelong glance and said playfully, “You’re really lucky. Two women are willing to fight for you.”

“Lucky?” Yang Hao smiled bitterly. “I feel like it’s a disaster. From now on, I have to be careful when I sleep. One of these Saint-level experts might stab me in the lower regions, or a thunderbolt might fall from the sky and hit me on the head.”

“That’s what you deserve. Do you think it’s easy to fool beautiful women?” Ling Ziyun gave him another glare. “But don’t worry. I think they’ll be fine. After this fight, they’ll make up, and you’ll get another one added to your collection.”

Yang Hao chuckled.

Ling Ziyun, in a seductive manner, whispered into Yang Hao’s ear, “With three women around you from now on, you’ll have your hands full. But at night, you’d better pamper me more. After all, I gave you a precious son.”

This sounded like coquetry, but it was more of a threat. Yang Hao was sweating. He could already foresee the tragic scene of the three women surrounding him and draining him completely.

Fortunately, Ling Ziyun changed the subject, “By the way, where is my master? Have you been mistreating her?”

“No, no,” Yang Hao shook his head repeatedly. “I sent Elder Melu to stay in the Celestial Republic temporarily. I was afraid she would escape, so I sealed ninety percent of her power. She should be living comfortably now.”

Speaking of Elder Melu, Ling Ziyun’s eyes turned red. “My master raised me, Kan Ling, and Xian Lan since we were young. She never even scolded us. When Elder Heifeng wanted to kill me, it was my master who protected me. I still need to take good care of her in the future.”

Yang Hao nodded. “As long as she doesn’t return to the Elder Council, you can take care of her however you like. But this time, she actually brought us some very important information.”

“Ah?”

“It’s about the Supreme Being.” Yang Hao narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance. “After the battle at Elder Mountain, the Supreme Being only ordered the Elder Council to evacuate the entire southern region and then left with the Flamebow, disappearing without a trace.”

“Why did he evacuate the south?” Ling Ziyun was still puzzled.

“I suspect he wants to drain all the star power from the southern region.” Yang Hao briefly explained the matter of star power to Ling Ziyun.

When Ling Ziyun heard that the south might become a dead zone like the north, she was so shocked that her mouth hung open. From what she had previously known, she could never have imagined that the Supreme Being could be such a person.

It was as if he were a vampire clinging to the universe, sucking dry its blood and wiping out all life.

After calming down a bit, Ling Ziyun thought of something. “Then you need to act faster. If the Supreme Being really drains all the energy from this universe, even if your power surpasses his, it would be meaningless.”

What Ling Ziyun said was exactly what Yang Hao was worried about.

Although Yang Hao was now a scattered immortal, compared to the Supreme Being’s flying immortal, he was still at least one level lower. If they were to fight, the Supreme Being had the Flamebow and ten divine swords, while Yang Hao only had the God-King Axe. In comparison, the Supreme Being was still superior.

But Yang Hao’s time was already running out. The Supreme Being’s evacuation of the south meant he was preparing to target it. It might not be long before the southern universe became a dead zone, all its energy drained by the Supreme Being.

Meanwhile, the Elder Council was currently consolidating their forces throughout the empire. Their first priority was to seize military power because only with military control could they launch attacks on the eastern or western rebel strongholds.

Time was pressing, and Yang Hao had to act swiftly and decisively to have any chance of turning the tide.

“If this is already my responsibility, I will bear it.” Yang Hao gripped the God-King Axe, exuding the aura of a leader.

“What are your plans?”

“Just watch.” Yang Hao’s gaze stretched far, the sunset slowly descending on the horizon. “In this universe, there is not just one sun. Soon, there will not be just one empire either.”

Night was about to descend irresistibly.

But night is the harbinger of light. Who could say otherwise?

After obtaining the God-King Axe, Yang Hao seemed to have been ignited with full passion. His innate leadership talent was revealed overnight.

During this period, he worked tirelessly, achieving many things, and now finally reaped the final results.

Today, on the former capital of the Celestial Republic, Angel Star, the Universal Assembly was officially established.

This Universal Assembly was entirely proposed and personally established by Yang Hao. He united the Western Divine Autonomy and the Eastern Celestial Republic, and recruited more than dozens of anti-empire armed forces, finally forming a parliamentary confederation.

This confederation occupied nearly half of the universe, with trillions of planets under its control. Its influence extended almost to every corner of the Galactic Empire. The east and west formed a pincer movement, compressing the Galactic Empire’s territory to its core region.

After the battle at Elder Mountain, although Yang Hao suffered a major defeat, the biggest loss was not his but the Galactic Empire’s royal family. Yang Hao’s Divine Autonomy was almost unscathed, and with the addition of He De and Qianlong Pavilion’s people, it had now become an impregnable fortress.

In the east, there was even support from immortals, so it had long established a solid foundation. Now, both the eastern and western regions are under Yang Hao’s command. With Yang Hao, a mighty figure capable of rivaling the Sovereign, as their backing, the United Cosmic Council naturally possesses formidable strength.

The Western Divine Yu Autonomous Territory and the Eastern Star Spirit Republic have announced their integration into the United Cosmic Federation, with Yang Hao serving as its Chief Executive. Hede and Shi Mingyuan have been appointed as the respective deputy executives of the eastern and western regions, assisting Yang Hao in governance. Former executives of various star systems have become council members of the United Cosmic Council—although they no longer wield great power, their status has significantly risen.

Due to Yang Hao’s outstanding reputation throughout the cosmos and his recent consecutive victories over the Elder Overseers, elevating him to the status of a universal deity worshipped by all beings, more than a hundred former imperial star systems have now pledged allegiance wherever the United Federation’s flag is raised, demonstrating overwhelming popular support.

What alarms the Galactic Empire even more is that the United Cosmic Federation possesses the Tri-Crystal Sea Star System—a technological stronghold—and secretly receives support from the Intelligent Brain King. This backing has accelerated the Federation’s technological advancement. The Tri-Crystal Sea Star System has now transformed into a massive war production facility, churning out enormous warships continuously from its production lines, which are immediately incorporated into the Federation’s military forces.