Brother, just how powerful is our family?

By the year 4920 of the Yellow Emperor's era, the Divine Realm Optimization Center had been fully completed.

The first group to receive optimization were the warriors of the Yanhuang civilization.

Those most experienced and determined warriors who survived the previous battles were given priority for inclusion in the optimization list.

They will undergo the fourth, fifth, and sixth optimizations, becoming the first "gods" of the Yanhuang civilization.

The optimization process is painful.

The fourth optimization was carried out in a region far from the outer edge of the black hole.

Inside the optimization chamber, the nutrient solution trembled slightly in the powerful gravitational field. The soldiers lay within, feeling their genes being rewritten little by little.

It's neither comfortable nor easy. Every break and reconnection of genes is accompanied by intense pain.

But the soldiers did not back down. They gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and endured it without uttering a sound.

Because they know that this kind of pain is nothing compared to the pain of 4.5 billion compatriots being torn apart in the black hole.

The fifth optimization was performed at a location closer to the black hole.

The gravitational field is stronger, the radiation is stronger, and the environment inside the optimized cabin is more extreme.

The soldiers' bodies underwent visible changes during the optimization process: muscle density increased, bones became more resilient, and an extremely thin biofilm appeared on the skin surface, enabling them to retain moisture and temperature in a vacuum.

Their eyes can capture a wider range of light wavelengths, their ears can hear both lower and higher frequencies, and their lungs can sustain life using stored energy in airless environments.

The sixth optimization was carried out at the outer edge of the black hole's event horizon.

This is the most dangerous step.

The optimization chamber is only millions of kilometers from the event horizon of the black hole, and the gradient of the gravitational field is large enough to tear apart any unoptimized object.

The optimization chamber itself needs to be protected by multiple layers of energy shields to remain intact in such an extreme environment.

The soldiers lay inside the optimization chamber, experiencing the process of their bodies being completely reshaped.

Their genes were completely rewritten in the gravitational field of the black hole, old limitations were broken, and new possibilities were opened up.

After the optimization was completed, the soldiers stepped out of the optimization module and onto the outer wall of the space station.

They were not wearing protective suits. They were not carrying any life support equipment.

They stood there in the vacuum, breathing non-existent gases, feeling the absolute zero cold, and enduring the bombardment of black hole radiation.

They are alive.

Their skin's biofilm effectively maintains their body temperature and moisture; special cells in their lungs and blood can extract oxygen from the energy stored in their bodies; their eyes can adapt to the entire spectrum from infrared to ultraviolet; and their ears can sense faint vibrations in a vacuum through bone conduction.

They walk in a vacuum, move around in space, and dance on the edge of a black hole.

They are superhumans. They are gods. They are the future of the Yanhuang civilization.

The first batch of optimized warriors were dispatched to various node star systems to serve as instructors and demonstrators.

They demonstrated their abilities to the other warriors: flying in a vacuum, scaling asteroid surfaces with their bare hands, and moving freely in stellar radiation.

Their existence gives hope to all Chinese people.

The Qiong beast can survive in a vacuum, and so can the descendants of Yan and Huang.

The beasts can fight in space, and so can the descendants of Yan and Huang.

The Qiong Beast can tear through space, and so can the descendants of Yan and Huang.

The descendants of Yan and Huang are no less than any other living being.

Over several decades, the Yanhuang civilization has quietly accumulated strength.

Being passively attacked is not in the character of the Yanhuang civilization.

From the Qin Dynasty to the Han Dynasty, from the Tang Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, the descendants of Yan and Huang have always been the ones who take the initiative.

The enemy is coming; fight them back.

The enemy escaped; give chase.

If the enemy is hiding in their home, then attack them right at their doorstep.

Now, at the doorstep of the Beast, in the center of the Orion Arm, six thousand light-years away.

There are their nests, and their countless army of maggots.

That's their homeland, where there are rift generators, technology capable of tearing space apart, and a special environment that allows ancient behemoths to slumber for millions of years.

That place is the next target of the Yanhuang civilization.

Autumn, 4920th year of the Yellow Emperor's reign. Kuiper Belt, Superport.

Twelve Vengeance-class warships, three hundred and twenty Shuttle-class warships, and thousands of auxiliary vessels were quietly moored in the harbor.

Their hulls gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the starlight, their cannons pointed towards the endless starry sky, and their engines were ready to ignite at any moment.

This is the most powerful expeditionary fleet ever dispatched by the Yanhuang civilization.

More powerful than the first expeditionary force over a hundred years ago, more powerful than any fleet of the Serandia civilization.

The fleet's mission is to completely destroy the Kumomon and make them disappear from the universe forever.

In the command center of Starport, Qin Zhanjun stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the fleet outside.

"Is the fleet ready?" he asked his adjutant behind him.

"All ready. Full fuel, ammunition, warp drive calibrated."

"What about the Divine Realm?"

"The first batch of optimized soldiers have been assigned to various ships. Their physical indicators are all normal, and they have fully adapted to the vacuum environment."

Qin Zhanjun nodded. He turned around and looked at the officers and soldiers busy in the command center.

Many of them were born after that disaster.

They did not witness twelve galaxies turn into black holes, nor did they witness 4.5 billion compatriots vanish into nothingness in space.

But they learned about that history from their fathers and grandfathers, and from the names that are forever engraved on the monument.

They knew why they were going to war.

"Pass down the order." Qin Zhanjun's voice echoed in the command center, "All personnel board the ship. Depart in three days."

"Destination—the Nest of the Kujira Beasts."

"Mission: Completely eliminate the Kujira Beasts."

"We will not return until we defeat the beast."

The order was relayed. In the starport, countless officers and soldiers began boarding the ships.

Their steps were firm, their eyes were focused, and they had only one thought in their hearts: to avenge their 4.5 billion compatriots and to eliminate future threats to the Yanhuang civilization.

Three days later, the fleet set sail.

Twelve Avenger-class ships led the way, followed by three hundred and twenty Shuttle-class ships, with thousands of auxiliary ships distributed on the flanks and rear of the fleet.

They formed a massive battle formation, slowly departed the starport, accelerated, and then simultaneously activated their warp engines.

Space was torn apart. Hundreds of rifts appeared simultaneously in the starry sky, like hundreds of open eyes. The fleet sailed into the rifts one by one and disappeared into the darkness.

In the Kuiper Belt starports, those who came to see them off watched the cracks slowly heal, reluctant to leave for a long time.

They knew that this fleet carried the hopes of the Yanhuang civilization.

They knew that the fleet was heading to the enemy's lair, six thousand light-years away.

They knew that many of the people in this fleet might never return.

But they also knew that this was the path they had to take.