The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

"You just need to put your hand on it?"

Glenn stared at the rhomboid crystal before him, which was several times larger than himself, and asked Pangu.

“That’s right. You don’t actually need to do anything. The Sage will prepare everything for you.”

Pangu gave a cool and aloof reply.

Upon seeing this, Glenn confirmed again:

"Then should I press it?"

Upon hearing this, Pangu's massive body trembled slightly, and his lips twitched, revealing his impatience.

"Can you hurry up, kid? Don't you know those bastards outside are eyeing us like hawks? It's a rare opportunity to go out, and I can't hold back my fighting spirit any longer."

"Hey!"

Glenn, with a serious expression, pressed it directly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to confirm it again; after all, that old sage was a bit cunning!

But right now, Pangu's gaze is too frightening.

It's as if it's saying, "If you keep dawdling, I'll make an example of you."

"Buzz!"

As his large hand pressed down, a cold sensation washed over him, followed by a sudden fluctuation from the dazzling rhomboid crystal, and then a connection was made with it.

At this moment, he fully felt the power contained within this chaotic crystal.

During this time, he even had the illusion that as long as he merged with this power, he would be able to sweep across all the heavens and myriad worlds.

But reason told him that if he chose to merge regardless of everything, it didn't matter whether the sage would allow him to do so.

It is said that at the moment of fusion, he will be burst by this surging energy and turn into food for the void.

Finally, under the suppression of reason, he withdrew his large hand, and at that moment, that great power once again filled his body.

"Yes, it feels more comfortable now."

With a glint in his eyes, Glenn clenched his fist and looked at Pangu, saying...

"Let's go!"

Pangu curled his lip, looking at him with a face that said, "You're such an ignorant brat."

"Kid, this time I'll show you the real magic of runes. Don't embarrass yourself with the little bit you've learned."

After saying that, the enormous body transformed into a beam of light and flew away beyond the barrier.

Glenn glanced at him indifferently. Was this guy a bit of a jerk? Was I really that bad?

In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the spot.

……

Beyond the barrier lies the main base of the myriad races of the void.

An attack had just been launched, and nothing had changed; the fortifications remained intact.

However, this wasn't the first time, so everyone was used to it.

If it doesn't work this time, then let's try next time!

Anyway, the advantage lies with the Void Races, and they have plenty of time to wear each other down.

At the Arik tribe's encampment, a routine post-war council meeting had just been held, and the Arik minority members looked displeased.

Those guys were so brazen, treating this place like their own territory, and their wanton behavior infuriated him.

His white hair flowed smoothly down, and his handsome face revealed a cold and aloof expression.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, with the chaotic crystal floating quietly in front of him, and wisps of energy slowly merging into his body.

Although the Chaos Crystal was offered as payment, the Rick Clan would not keep it to waste.

Only by improving one's own strength can one truly succeed.

As for the Chaos Crystal, after he absorbed and digested it, those guys discovered it.

He wasn't worried at all; with his current absorption rate, even if he were given hundreds of years, it wouldn't cause any changes.

The Chaos Crystal is not so easy to absorb. The energy it contains is extremely vast and pure. After all, it is the energy core of a Venerable Realm expert. Otherwise, it would not have been kept in his hands for others to covet.

The energy slowly seeped into his body until it reached the limit that his body could contain, at which point the Rick Clan stopped absorbing it and retrieved the Chaos Crystal.

Just then, a crisp footstep sounded in his ear. Young Master Rick seemed to know who it was, and without turning his head, he asked:

"Those guys are fighting again?"

"Ok!"

A clear and melodious voice rang out, as pleasant as a lark's song, but it was filled with a sense of alienation and indifference.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Rick sighed deeply and turned around to see a tall figure standing there.

Unfortunately, the figure was completely covered from head to toe by a black robe, and only strands of long golden hair could be seen slipping out from the dark robe.

"Long! Since we have chosen this path, we must accept the filth and corruption that exists above our social class. Although I also want to crush these parasites, the consequences are not something we can accept right now."

Not every superior race adheres to those flashy but ignorant rules like my Arik race. They only greedily seize everything that benefits them, including you.

"Yes, I understand, Young Master."

Upon hearing this, Long bowed respectfully and removed her hood, revealing her beautiful face.

She was none other than Long, whom Chief Tina had sacrificed the power of her entire clan to escape the known universe.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful face before him, Young Master Rick couldn't help but think of Tina from back then.

The same long golden hair, the same unparalleled beauty.

However, the one in question doesn't yet possess Tina's boldness and courage.

Although it is somewhat regrettable that this tribe sacrificed itself, to be honest, what Tina left behind for the Arik tribe is highly valued by the tribe's elders.

Because Long is now at the peak of the Boundless Realm, at the same stage as him.

What pleased him even more was that Long had the potential to become a Venerable.

It is believed that before long, the Arik tribe will have another powerful tribe under its command.

However, such potential was obtained at the cost of the entire clan's lives, and cannot be replicated in the same way.

Looking at Long's cold and beautiful face, Young Master Rick spoke again.

"Although Venerable Zhutian promised to give your clan the opportunity to become a superior clan, whether you can seize the opportunity depends on yourself."

The cruel laws of the void are clear to you: if you are not ruthless, you will be the one who suffers.

According to your account, the strength of that chosen one named Glenn is almost at the Venerable Realm.

Even if he were to leave the universe and enter the void, the pressure of the void would inevitably greatly diminish his strength.

If he truly enters the void, he will surely come here.

When that time comes, you'll need to demonstrate your value, not just to the Arik tribe, but also to the higher-ranking groups. Only when they recognize you will you have the opportunity to climb into that class in the future.

To be honest, once you reach this level, you might find that things aren't as wonderful as you imagined.

Long! Are you sure you want to make this your goal?

Even if you can't reach that level, as long as you're strong enough, no one will bother you.

Once you reach the Void Realm, you can roam freely among all the races of the Void.

Rick's words were full of advice and concern, after all, Long's future was destined to be tied to the Arik tribe.

Without the protection and support of the Arik tribe, her chances of succeeding would be extremely slim.

Upon hearing this, her jade-like hands, hidden beneath her robe, involuntarily clenched tightly together. In truth, she knew in her heart how difficult the path she had chosen was, but every time she thought of her mother's sacrifice and that of her entire clan, she could not turn a blind eye.

The entire clan's sole wish was to rise to that social class and no longer be enslaved by others.

Although the Alik tribe did not treat her too harshly, if her wishes went against the Alik tribe in the future, her fate would be very tragic.

This was something she didn't want to see, nor did her mother and the entire clan.

Therefore, she must forge her own path, no matter how difficult the journey may be.

She is no longer that indecisive, dreamy little girl.

With this in mind, she looked at Young Master Rick with unwavering determination and said, word by word:

"Young Master, the path has been chosen, and I will not regret it."

Rick didn't say anything more. To him, Long was just a passerby in the long history.

After fulfilling the promise of Venerable Candlelight, the Arik tribe will release her as they wish.

While honesty may seem ridiculous in the grand scheme of things, the Alik people firmly believe it is a fundamental element for the continuation and perpetuation of their heritage.

Only by treating others with sincerity will you receive sincerity in return. If you are untrustworthy, you will only end up in a dead end.

This is the foundation upon which the Arik tribe has been able to maintain a stable presence among the myriad races of the void.

Of course, throughout history, there have also been instances of repaying kindness with evil.

But all that awaited them was the endless slaughter by the Arik tribe.

Strength is the only true measure of success; no matter what you do, you can handle it with ease.