Brother, just how powerful is our family?

When the Lord of Calamity first opened the rift to escape, he thought he could at least buy himself a few hours.

It lingered at the other end of the rift for less than ten minutes, just as it was about to reopen the rift, when the fleet of the Yanhuang civilization appeared behind it.

Those dark warships emerged from the void, their massive cannons already charging.

They caught up. How did they do that? The Lord of Calamity couldn't understand.

But it had no time to think. It could only reopen the crack and escape again.

Then, they were caught up again.

Once, twice, three times, four times.

Each time, the fleet of the Yanhuang civilization would appear just as the ship came to a stop.

Each time, several of the lagging Beasts would be hit by the Planet Destroyer and reduced to nothingness.

They weren't chasing, they were driving them away. They were forcing the Que Beast clan to their doom.

The Lord of Calamity finally understood the intentions of the Yanhuang civilization.

The Yanhuang civilization did not simply aim to exterminate the beasts, but to eradicate them completely.

The Kuzu race must be wiped out of the universe forever. Not a single Kuzu shall escape, and no individual shall have the chance to rebuild the race.

Therefore, they do not give the calamity nest owner any chance to breathe, do not give it time to recharge, and do not give it a chance to escape to a more distant place.

Like sheepdogs herding sheep, they drove the beasts in one direction, a direction from which there was no way out.

This is the fifth time he has fled.

The light from the core of the fissure generator dimmed further.

The cracks are widening, and the internal energy liquid seeps out from the cracks, freezing into tiny crystals in the vacuum.

The Lord of Calamity covered the crack with one arm, trying to stop the energy from leaking out.

But that would be futile. The damage to the core is irreversible.

It can open the crack two or three more times at most.

Then, it can only rely on its own speed to fly.

The fleet of the Yanhuang civilization would not give it that chance.

"Nest Master, we can't escape now," an ancient Beast Commander said in the consciousness network.

Its size was much larger than that of the Calamity Nest Lord, but its size was meaningless in the face of the Yanhuang Civilization's Star Destroyer Cannon.

It was severely injured; one side of its exoskeleton was completely shattered, and the internal tissues were exposed to the vacuum and were slowly freezing.

"Shut up." The Calamity Nest Master's consciousness was as cold as ice. "Keep running."

"Nest Master, please listen to me. The Yanhuang Civilization's target is you. As long as you live, they will not stop their pursuit. Please take the Rift Generator and leave; we will stay behind to cover your retreat."

The Lord of Calamity fell silent. It knew this was the only option.

But it doesn't want to make that choice.

Because "to cover the rear" means to die.

These beasts were the last remaining force of the beast race.

They died, and it was the only one left in the Kujira clan.

"Nest Master, run!" The commander's voice became urgent. "They're coming!"

The Lord of Calamity sensed it; the space behind him was fluctuating.

The fleet of the Yanhuang civilization is emerging from the rift.

Without further hesitation, it used its last bit of energy to activate the fracture generator.

The core let out a mournful cry, and an unstable rift opened in the void.

The edges of the fissure were trembling violently, and the energy light inside flickered, threatening to collapse at any moment.

The Lord of Calamity rushed into the rift.

Behind them, thousands of beasts turned around and faced the steel fleet that emerged from the void.

They didn't last long.

A single shot from a star-destroying cannon can clear out an entire starry sky, while a single quantum foam bomb can devour several kilometers of space.

The thousands of beasts couldn't even buy time in front of the fleet of the Yanhuang civilization.

Less than five minutes later, the last of the beasts was also hit by the planet-destroying cannon and turned into nothingness.

But their sacrifice bought the calamity's nest a few precious minutes.

A few minutes is enough for it to escape to a farther place.

The sixth escape.

The core energy of the fracture generator has been depleted.

The light had almost disappeared, cracks covered the entire surface, and most of the internal energy liquid had leaked out.

The Lord of Calamity, clutching the cold, almost completely depleted core, flew slowly through the void.

Its speed is less than one percent of the speed of light.

On a cosmic scale, this speed is as slow as a snail.

It knew it couldn't escape.

The fleet of the Yanhuang civilization will catch up soon.

They don't need rifts or passages; they have warp engines that allow them to appear anywhere, anytime.

The Lord of Calamity once believed that the distance of six thousand light-years was an insurmountable barrier for the Yanhuang civilization.

Now it knows that it was just wishful thinking on its part.

The Yanhuang civilization not only spanned six thousand light-years, but also bridged the technological gap that the ancient beasts had been proud of for hundreds of millions of years.

They have mastered space jumps. They have mastered gravity manipulation. They have mastered quantum foam bombs and star-destroying cannons.

They also have those warriors who live in a vacuum—no, not warriors, but superhumans, gods.

The Lord of Calamity saw those warriors with his own eyes during his escape.

They stood on the hull of the warship without protective suits or life support equipment, firing their weapons at the monsters.

Their bodies move freely in a vacuum, their eyes gleam in the darkness; they are like the Kuro-monsters, beings capable of surviving in a vacuum.

No, they are stronger than the Qiong Beasts. The Qiong Beasts survive in the vacuum by relying on their exoskeletons and biological instincts, while the Yanhuang Warriors rely on genetic optimization and technology.

They can walk on the surface of stars, move around at the edge of black holes, and fight in any extreme environment.

They were opponents the Kujira had never encountered before.

The Lord of Calamity stopped. It hovered in the void, its four legs dangling limply, its four arms embracing the now-extinguished core.

Its light-sensitive organs scanned the surrounding starry sky, a dim, desolate, and empty starry sky.

There are no stars, no planets, no nebulae, nothing at all.

Only darkness, endless darkness.

Is this the burial place of the Kujira Beast clan?

The space behind them began to ripple.

A rift opened, and pale blue light poured out from it, illuminating the desolate starry sky.

A Vengeance-class warship emerged from the light, followed by a second, and a third.

Their massive bow cannons were already aimed at the Lord of Calamity, the energy beams from their muzzles flashing in the darkness.

But the Lord of Calamity did not flee. Not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't escape.

The core of the rift generator has been completely extinguished, and all the internal energy liquid has leaked out. The crystal that once carried the hopes of the Beast Clan for hundreds of millions of years is now just a cold, lifeless stone.

The Lord of Calamity turned around to face the fleet.

Its light-sensitive organs were focused on the bridge of the largest warship.

It knew that somewhere in that direction, someone was watching it.

That person was the master of the Yanhuang civilization fleet. He was the destroyer of the Qilin Beast race.