Chapter 453 Lin Yuan’s Prestige

The moment the Incarnation carried all the Supreme weapons into the Profound Yellow Secret Realm,

Lin Yuan knew it was settled.

Even if the Solar Nascent Soul fell on the battlefield,

these Supreme weapons would completely belong to him, and those alien Twelfth Order beings wouldn't be able to take them away.

"Next, there is still one more matter to confirm."

With a flicker of Lin Yuan's thought, he arrived at the deepest part of the Secret Realm, which was also the safest place within it.

Swoosh!

The Taiyin Primordial Spirit descended, also appearing here.

"Master."

At this moment, the Six-Armed Figure appeared, bowing slightly toward Lin Yuan.

It manifested here because it was summoned by Lin Yuan.

"As the 'spirit' of this Secret Realm, you should be able to tell if there are any lingering methods or marks left within these Twelfth Order weapons, right?"

Lin Yuan looked toward the Six-Armed Figure, took out the spatial bracelet, and handed it directly over.

The more than six hundred Supreme weapons harvested on the ultra-large battlefield all came from major Peak Groups and factions, and they might have left behind some methods.

To be completely foolproof, Lin Yuan would naturally check them specifically.

The Six-Armed Figure was the 'spirit' of the Profound Yellow Secret Realm, also created by Your Majesty Xuan Huang back then. Although its strength was not strong, its perception of alien energy auras definitely surpassed Lin Yuan's.

"Let me take a look."

The Six-Armed Figure took the spatial bracelet and, borrowing the power of the Profound Yellow Secret Realm, began to thoroughly inspect the Supreme weapons inside the bracelet inside and out.

"So many Twelfth Order weapons?"

The Six-Armed Figure felt slightly startled inside. These Twelfth Order weapons naturally weren't much during the heyday of the Xuan Huang Lineage, but this was within the Universe.

How on earth did so many Twelfth Order weapons fall into Master's hands?

The Six-Armed Figure reined in its thoughts, stopped thinking about it, and immediately began to carefully inspect every single Supreme weapon.

A moment later.

The Six-Armed Figure returned the bracelet and respectfully replied, "Master, there are no extra lingering energy auras or methods left on any of the Twelfth Order weapons."

"Understood."

Lin Yuan nodded.

In fact, if alien Twelfth Order methods had truly been left inside the Supreme weapons, when Lin Yuan made his move to annihilate those alien Eleven-Tier beings earlier, the methods within should have been activated like those clan-protecting weapons.

Since they weren't activated, it meant there was a high probability no fallback methods were left behind.

Although Lin Yuan had long guessed as much, he still had the Six-Armed Figure check it once just to be completely at ease.

Toward the Six-Armed Figure, Lin Yuan trusted it quite a bit. Perhaps in direct combat capability, the Six-Armed Figure was inferior to the Twelfth Order.

But for alien Twelfth Order beings to leave behind any auras and evade the Six-Armed Figure's inspection and perception—unless this Twelfth Order being was a Chaos Realm powerhouse, it was simply impossible to achieve.

And Chaos Realm powerhouses were all peerless Experts who traversed the Chaos Void; within a cosmic era of the Universe's birth, there was simply no possibility of a Chaos Realm powerhouse being born.

If a Chaos Realm powerhouse existed among the eleven major Peak Groups and factions, then Human Civilization wouldn't even factor in; all life within the Universe would have to submit under the command of this Chaos Realm powerhouse.

"You may withdraw."

Lin Yuan looked toward the Six-Armed Figure.

"Yes."

The Six-Armed Figure disappeared in place.

"These Supreme weapons will all be placed here."

Lin Yuan came to the place where his other Supreme weapons and Twelve-Star Rarities were kept, and placed the spatial bracelet in a corner.

For now, Lin Yuan was not lacking in Supreme weapons. To ensure the smoothness of the ultra-large battlefield, Lin Yuan had the Solar Nascent Soul select a few suitable Supreme weapons to carry on its person.

For Lin Yuan, the worst outcome was simply the Solar Nascent Soul falling on the battlefield and losing a few Supreme weapons; this kind of loss was completely affordable.

If the Solar Nascent Soul fell, Lin Yuan could easily condense it out again. Supreme weapons? Before entering the ultra-large battlefield, Lin Yuan had already stockpiled more than thirty Supreme weapons.

Ultra-large battlefield.

Inside the Human Civilization Alliance war base.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the control room, while Xuanyuan You and many other Human Civilization Evolvers stood below, reporting on the latest battlefield situation.

"Galaxy Star Master, currently powerhouses from our Human Civilization Alliance and others have already occupied the victory altar in the center of the battlefield. We only need to hold it for a hundred years to smoothly obtain dominance over the first war."

Xuanyuan You said in a respectful tone.

At this moment, he completely regarded Lin Yuan as a superior being standing above him, and he was thoroughly convinced without any unwillingness.

The other Eleven-Tier Perfection Evolvers present felt the same way.

Are you kidding me? The scene of the Galaxy Star Master crushing tens of thousands of alien Eleven-Tier beings with a flick of a hand was still echoing in the minds of all Human Evolvers to this day.

On the Galaxy Star Master, they vaguely sensed a hint of how Supreme Powerhouses viewed Eleven-Tier beings as mere ants.

"Victory altar."

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, his gaze deep.

The normal developmental trend of a war was that after the twelve major Peak Groups and factions experienced brutal slaughter, a victor would be born, and then this victor would occupy the victory altar.

To withstand the counterattacks of other Peak Groups and factions, as long as one continued to occupy the victory altar for the next hundred years, it could be declared that the first large-scale battlefield had ended, securing dominance over this war.

Of course, this was the most ideal state. In reality, the vast majority of ethnic groups and factions could not smoothly occupy the victory altar for a full hundred years. Once other factions captured the victory altar, even if it was recaptured, the occupation time would have to be calculated all over again from the beginning.

Therefore, a large-scale war could theoretically end in as short as a hundred years, but in reality, lasting for several thousand or tens of thousands of years, with the battlefield altar constantly swaying between a few Peak Groups and factions, was completely normal.

"I will head to the victory altar to hold down the fort."

Lin Yuan spoke. The occupation duration of the victory altar concerned whether the war could end, so naturally it required Lin Yuan to personally preside over it to ensure the defensive strength there was at its strongest.

After being reminded by Supreme Being Xia Qin, Lin Yuan knew that the other eleven major Peak Groups and factions would not so easily concede defeat and give up.

Whether it was for the dominance of the first war or the hundreds of Supreme weapons that had fallen into Lin Yuan's hands.

In fact, for the Peak Groups and factions, the latter was even more important. Losing the dominance of the first war would certainly cause them to lose a portion of their own territory, but as long as they regained the war's dominance in the future, the territory would also return.

But losing the Supreme weapons? There was a high probability they wouldn't come back. This wasn't just one or two Supreme weapons, but hundreds of them.

After reporting on all matters, Xuanyuan You and the many other Human Evolvers respectfully left.

"Victory altar." Lin Yuan looked toward the direction of the victory altar; a faint, inexplicable aura emanated from there, allowing him to easily lock onto its precise location.

The appearance of the victory altar was originally meant to intensify the slaughter and competition among the major Peak Groups.

"I wonder what methods those alien Twelfth Order beings plan to use to deal with me."

Lin Yuan's mindset was incomparably relaxed. After all, all the Supreme weapons had already been sent to the Profound Yellow Secret Realm; no matter how bad the subsequent situation became, Lin Yuan would still profit immensely.

The guaranteed harvest had already been set.

Yu Clan territory.

In a secretive location, there was a vast and boundless world. In the center of the world stood a tall building shaped like a palace, incomparably majestic, with the aura of the very beginning of the Universe's birth permeating the air.

In front of the palace, a figure suddenly appeared.

The figure walked into the palace and bowed respectfully toward the majestic figure seated high up in the palace, saying, "Greetings, Emperor."

The Twelfth Order Ultimates within the Yu Clan were also called 'Emperor', meaning supreme and above all.

"Rise."

"How does that Galaxy Star Master feel?" The 'Emperor' seated high up in the palace spoke, looking down from above at the figure below.

This figure was the Yu Clan's strongest Eleven-Tier being, named Fan Gaomo, holding one of the Yu Clan's clan-guarding weapons, currently hiding in a corner of the battlefield and constantly remaining vigilant against the Galaxy Star Master coming to kill him.

"Emperor, the Galaxy Star Master's strength is simply too formidable. Even if I forcefully activate the clan-guarding weapon, I feel far from being able to contend with him."

Fan Gaomo said in a low voice, his tone revealing a hint of despair.

As one of the earliest born groups at the dawn of the Universe's creation, even after splitting away from the Cosmos Clan, the Yu Clan remained incomparably proud. Aside from the Calamity Clan, which could make them look up with higher regard, toward the other Peak Groups and factions that rose later, the Yu Clan's Experts all maintained a certain condescending posture.

Yet the Galaxy Star Master made Fan Gaomo deeply realize just how ridiculous his proud Yu Clan Bloodline was in the face of absolute strength.

"The Galaxy Star Master is indeed powerful. Even if you brought Human Civilization's Ultimate foundation inside, the strength and mental effort required to activate and operate it are not something you can achieve."

The Yu Clan's 'Emperor' nodded slightly, then changed the subject, "But no matter how powerful he is, he is ultimately just an Eleven-Tier life form; he can still be dealt with."

"Emperor, do you intend to…"

Fan Gaomo's heart stirred slightly as he raised his head to look up at the majestic figure high above.

"Go to our clan's treasury, carry my command, and retrieve Treasure Number Eighty-Four."

The Yu Clan's 'Emperor' spoke in a calm tone. Through the discussion and exchange among the Twelfth Order Ultimate Existences of the eleven major Peak Groups and factions,

within the next hundred years, all eleven major Peak Groups and factions must unite to kill the Galaxy Star Master's Clone as much as possible and take back all the Supreme weapons.

The Yu Clan was deploying Treasure Number Eighty-Four from its own treasury, and the other Peak Groups and factions would likewise deploy treasures of the same tier, all for the purpose of dealing with the Galaxy Star Master.

"Treasure Number Eighty-Four?"

Fan Gaomo took a slight intake of breath. Although Treasure Number Eighty-Four was not a clan-guarding weapon, in terms of instantaneous burst of might, it even surpassed clan-guarding weapons.

Clan-guarding weapons had a very high upper limit and had a huge effect even on Twelfth Order Ultimate Existences, but Treasure Number Eighty-Four was capable of sweeping away any existence below the Twelfth Order.

Even Twelfth Order Ultimates needed to treat Treasure Number Eighty-Four with caution.

"You may withdraw."

The Yu Clan's 'Emperor' waved a hand and said no more.

The next moment, Fan Gaomo was immediately teleported outside the palace.

"Treasure Number Eighty-Four."

Fan Gaomo's expression shone brightly. The immense pressure the Galaxy Star Master had caused him had faintly dissipated a lot.