Apocalypse: The Primordial Pearl Recognizes Its Master, Starting with Infinite Space

When Kong Zu fled, many high-ranking god generals on Iron Prison Star witnessed the scene.

They originally thought that with the arrival of their ancestor, the tide of war would surely turn.

But when they saw Kong Zu retreating with blood on his shoulder and his robes torn and ripped, their expressions froze, remaining unchanged for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, large swathes of Protoss troops on the battlefield began to surrender.

It wasn't a rout, it was a complete collapse. The silence of those high-ranking generals was more effective than any command, because they knew that if even the progenitor couldn't stop them, continuing to fight would only be suicide.

Li Ya and her team seized the opportunity and quickly completed the final operation, bringing all the remaining Protoss troops on Iron Prison Star under their control.

From the central warehouse to the military factories scattered throughout the planet, all valuable resources were stored in the spatial ring, leaving nothing behind that could be recycled by the Protoss.

Lin Chen didn't bother to slaughter these surrendered gods; instead, he imprisoned them all on a desolate planet inside the Creation Pearl.

Commander Peng sent some political officers to "instruct" them, with Zi Ling personally overseeing them; nothing should go wrong.

These people might become pawns in the future fight against the Protoss.

The news spread much faster than Lin Chen had anticipated.

The prophet released the news of Iron Prison Star and the destruction of the Protoss, without deliberately amplifying it, but simply accelerating its spread.

These messages, complete with details of the battle, were transmitted to various star systems along the way.

"How is this possible? Kong Zu actually lost..." The gods murmured in shock.

"What is the origin of this human, Lin Chen?" A member of a small tribe who had been oppressed asked excitedly.

"I heard they're from an unknown tribe that came from the borderlands," said a well-informed goblin.

"I feel like I've seen hope..." The little creature looked towards Iron Prison Star with a devout expression.

"Aren't you afraid of dying..." The goblin pointed in the direction of the gods.

The small creatures quickly shrank their necks.

When the news reached the Tianyuan Star Region, the Dragon Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor drank for three days and three nights straight.

Among the countless races in the starry sky, they sang and danced as if celebrating some important festival.

The gods quickly noticed the anomaly.

Those vassal races who had been ruled by them for countless years still outwardly obeyed orders and paid their dues on time, but their attitudes were changing.

The submissive, timid expression that once lingered was fading, replaced by a calmer gaze, as if they had finally realized that the gods were not as unapproachable as they seemed.

Occasionally, someone's lips would twitch slightly, and although they didn't say anything, their gloating expression spoke volumes.

The prophet did not waste this window of opportunity, and successively captured more than a dozen races that had previously been observing.

The messengers from those tribes came and went quickly, leaving no obvious trace, but the territory of the Anti-God Alliance expanded silently.

Some neutral races that had always kept their distance have also begun to send people to make secret contact.

The battle on Iron Prison Star was not about resources or territory, but about the numb hearts of those races that had been suppressed for too long.

When Kong Zu returned to the ancestral planet of the gods, his face was so gloomy that it was almost as if water could drip from it.

He didn't stop along the way and went straight to the Devouring Ancestor and others.

Inside the hall, the Devouring Ancestor, the Light Ancestor, and the Poison Ancestor were already waiting, as was the Dark Ancestor. In addition, two other figures sat on one side, namely the Wind Ancestor and the Thunder Ancestor, who had just been summoned back from seclusion and a long journey.

"Third brother, what's going on?" The Devouring Ancestor spoke first.

Kong Zu said in a deep voice, "That person's strength has advanced by a large margin again. He has mastered the way of fusion between the Five Elements Law and the Law of Thunder, and his thunder is inexhaustible, with power far exceeding that of ordinary beings."

His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly made the atmosphere in the hall sink.

Lei Zu frowned, his body was burly, and his body was slightly crackling with electricity.

After listening to Kong Zu's description, he remained silent for a few moments: "The Five Elements are combined with thunder magic? Thunder can be used like this?"

Lei Zu has lived for countless epochs. The laws of thunder have always been known for their destructive power. He never thought that the laws of thunder would need to rely on the power of the five elements to be activated.

Even if he had thought of it, he couldn't do it with just one law.

The advantages of multiple rules are particularly evident in such situations.

Kong Zu didn't explain much, but simply revealed the wound on his shoulder that hadn't fully healed yet. Five-colored lightning remained at the edge of the wound, and although the corrosive power had weakened, it still clung to the skin and was difficult to remove for the time being.

Lei Zu stared at the burn mark for a long time without saying anything more.

Feng Zu sat back in his chair, his figure slender, with a faint aura surrounding him.

He originally returned only to deal with the summons from the Poison Ancestor. The matter of Iron Prison Star had already spread before the Sky Ancestor returned, but hearing the Sky Ancestor's description with his own ears still gave him a new judgment on the growth rate of that human race.

He glanced in Kong Zu's direction but didn't speak.

The Devouring Ancestor shifted its gaze from the Void Ancestor, sweeping it over the group in the hall before asking after a moment, "What's the next step? Does anyone have any ideas?"

Kong Zu shook his head. He had originally thought that by following behind Lin Chen, he could hold him off for a while, but now it seemed that it was just wishful thinking.

Anzu then spoke up: "Second brother, what did the eldest brother say?"

The Devouring Ancestor shook his head: "Our leader seems to be possessed, only wanting to break through his limits through his own power. He told us to figure it out ourselves, and he won't make a move unless the other side comes to the Ancestral Star."

He paused, then asked Anzu, "Where are the seventh and eighth brothers?"

Anzu shook his head: "We can't find them. They seem to be deliberately avoiding us. My people only traced the clues back to hundreds of millions of years ago before the trail went completely cold."

Feng Zu's face showed a hint of mockery for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The Poison Ancestor reluctantly replied, "Is there any way to lure that human to our ancestral planet?"

Guangzu frowned: "According to reports from Anze and Dujia, this human seems to possess a treasure that can contain living beings. His close associates are all hidden inside, leaving him with no weaknesses on the outside."

Everyone fell silent again upon hearing this.

The other side could come and go freely, without any burdens, without any strongholds to defend, and without any fixed routes to follow. Even if they laid a net, they would not find the opportunity to close it.

The Poison Ancestor finally couldn't contain himself any longer, his voice filled with uncharacteristic urgency: "Are we just going to let him continue like this? Watch him slowly hollow out the foundation we've built up over hundreds of millions of years?"

Among all the progenitors, besides the army that devoured the progenitor, his caravan suffered the most severe losses.

No one answered in the hall. Everyone knew the answer, but no one was willing to say it aloud.