Amalia and Kenny Lin’s arrival was unexpected, and since they had broken through while outside the Androda Universe, they too would be subjected to the universe’s restrictions when attempting to advance further.
However, Hsu Ziyan was a native cultivator of this universe, and under its strict laws, progress was nearly impossible.
That was why he had resorted to extre asures—using the chaos of the alien invasion as cover, he had sacrificed an entire planet’s human population in a blood ritual to shatter the restrictions that was binding him.
Santiago watched as his foster father’s power grew stronger and stronger, his excitent rising along with it.
In truth, he had no knowledge of the blood ritual Hsu Ziyan had perford a year ago.
At the ti, he only knew that his foster father had made a secret agreent with the aliens.
"Now that I think about it, the deaths of those top alien powerhouses in the battle four months ago were no accident." The thought flashed through Santiago’s mind, and in that instant, the others all reached the sa realization.
The deaths of those aliens elite warriors had not been random; perhaps Hsu Ziyan had carefully orchestrated the entire situation.
As long as they perished, no one in this world would know about his breakthrough.
At that very mont, as Amalia and Kenny Lin were approaching, they suddenly sensed the overwhelming power surging from Hsu Ziyan.
"Is this the Nascent Soul Stage?" Amalia’s eyes flickered with deep astonishnt.
Kenny Lin gazed toward the great hall, his interest piqued. "There’s no mistake—this aura belongs to soone who has just broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage. But it carries a heavy burden of sin."
Amalia pondered for a mont. "Under normal cultivation circumstances, breaking through the universe’s restrictions is nearly impossible. If soone managed to do so, they must have committed an act so heinous that even the heavens cannot tolerate it."
In the Crimson Moon Dynasty, the highest-level cultivator they had encountered was Grand Elder of the Pleiadian Ascendancy, Cristóbal Minguerra.
Although he had reached the peak of the Golden Core Stage, his aura showed no signs of an imminent breakthrough.
That ant the person who had advanced was soone else.
A na imdiately ca to Amalia’s mind, her expression darkening. "Hsu Ziyan, the leader of the Holy Gate of the Heaven and the Earth. He is the type of person who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals."
"Let’s go and see it by ourselves."
The two of them moved, vanishing in an instant as they sped toward the gathering crowd.
While everyone was still in shock over Hsu Ziyan’s sudden ascent in power, the people of the Erythar Star System huddled in a corner, far from the potential danger.
The silence was finally broken by Khalil.
"Did Hsu Ziyan really break through? But why does it seem like his power still isn’t as strong as Ms. Amalia and Mr. Kenny?"
Duan Yao nodded his head in agreent. "It’s not just you. I feel the sa way. In fact, his strength seems to be far below theirs."
Rafael gritted his teeth. "What a coincidence—I was thinking the sa thing. But where exactly are Mr. Amalia and Mr. Kenny right now? With all this commotion, they haven’t shown up. Don’t tell they’re not even inside this building?"
The group exchanged uneasy glances.
If Ms. Amalia and Mr. Kenny were not here, then staying in this place might actually be quite dangerous for them.
"Should we leave now? While everyone is focused here, we could go search elsewhere for any treasures that might have been overlooked."
Everyone agreed.
Minister Sharif and General Rafiq had no objections either.
If gods were fighting, mortals like them needed to keep their distance—otherwise, they could die for no reason at all.
Silently, they began sneaking toward the exit of the hall, unaware that their movent had already been noticed.
With his breakthrough, Hsu Ziyan’s divine sense had expanded dramatically, becoming far sharper than before.
He had already locked onto every single person inside the hall.
With so many people suddenly trying to leave at once, how could they possibly escape his notice?
Without warning, Hsu Ziyan thrust his palm forward.
Sensing the imminent danger, Rafael and Duan Yao reacted instantly.
They had no choice but to intervene—if they dodged, the others would surely perish.
Forcibly taking the brunt of the attack, the two of them were sent flying backward, slamming into the wall with imnse force.
The solid, reinforced structure remained unbroken, a testant to its durability.
Coughing up blood, they struggled to sit up, their bodies wracked with internal injuries.
Their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
This was the first ti they had ever been struck by a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The difference in power was simply overwhelming.
"I did not give you permission to leave. Where do you think you’re going?" Hsu Ziyan withdrew his palm, his expression indifferent—like a god overlooking mortals, holding their very lives in his grasp.
Seeing the people from the Erythar Star System in such a miserable state, the others didn’t dare utter a single word.
They lowered their heads, wishing they could fade into the background.
Hsu Ziyan was too powerful—there was simply no hope.
"Foster faster, why don’t we just kill them all? Then we can take all the treasures for ourselves without having to share."
Santiago’s expression was ruthless.
Hsu Ziyan clasped his hands behind his back and replied calmly, "Mm. Bring the items over."
Hearing this, Aeryn’Thar’s face darkened. "Hsu Ziyan, are you going to break our agreent?"
Hsu Ziyan chuckled lightly. "Agreent? That only holds when both parties have equal power. Now that my strength surpasses all of yours, what reason do I have to split the treasures with you? I am not Cristóbal Minguerra. He considers himself righteous who is always treading carefully and restricting himself at every turn. That’s why he was under your control."
"Hsu Ziyan, you have slaughtered billions of humans. Do you truly did not have fear wih retribution?" The Grand Elder lowered his eyes.
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