On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

That's why they use this method of reminiscing about people by looking at objects, drawing down the things in their memories stroke by stroke and hanging them on the wall.

Ye Han suddenly felt a pang of unease.

It turns out that when people reach a certain age, no matter how far they go, their roots are still in that land.

"You...you are..." A frail and trembling voice came from behind the bookshelf.

Ye Han stopped in his tracks: "My name is Ye Han, and I am from Earth."

First you hear their voice, but never see them.

An elderly man, around sixty years old, emerged from behind the bookshelf. His sketchbook and pen fell to the ground with a clatter, but he didn't bother to pick them up.

He took two steps forward, rubbed his eyes with his calloused hand, and stared at Ye Han for a long while.

Suddenly, a young man with black hair and yellow skin appeared, and he even wondered if he was dreaming again.

"Old Ding! My name is Old Ding!"

Old Ding took three steps at a time and walked up to Ye Han in one go.

His face was all wrinkled from laughing, and tears were almost in his eyes. "I never thought, I never thought—that I would see my own people again in my lifetime! More than ten years, a whole more than ten years."

"I thought my life would just pass by like this, but I never expected to run into someone from Earth! Young man, are you really from Earth? How did you get here? Were you also with the fleet? No, you're so young. How is Earth doing now? Please, have a seat..."

Ye Han responded with a smile.

However, he concealed part of his true purpose and did not tell the truth.

They fabricated a seemingly flawless story.

It's not that I don't trust the old man in front of me, it's just that there are some things that the less outsiders know, the better.

Old Ding paused again as he spoke, unsure of where to begin.

A person who hasn't spoken to his fellow villagers for over a decade has accumulated far more in his heart than he imagined.

"It's alright, Uncle Ding, please speak slowly..."

Given the current situation, we can only wait until Lao Ding has finished speaking before asking about anything else.

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In the devil's footprints.

A spaceship smoothly emerged from the crack.

As soon as they entered the edge of the Chaotic Star Sea, a dense swarm of creatures emerged from the surrounding starry sky.

They are all undead.

Like a swarm of bees awakened by the noise, they swarmed toward the spaceship from all directions.

The ship's hatch opened.

Three figures stepped out of the hatch and hovered in the void in front of the spaceship.

Gang Shield charged into the undead horde, wreaking havoc on the creatures.

The remaining Red-Eyed and Oak also stepped forward to help.

Gang Shield, who had personally killed many undead, noticed something amiss.

They had just blasted apart an undead that was charging at them, but the shattered remains reassembled within seconds and charged back up unharmed.

Gang Dun frowned and turned to look at the red-eyed man: "Unkillable? What's going on?"

The red-eyed creature hovered among the enemy ranks: "These are undead creatures, they're everywhere in the Chaotic Star Sea. We can only restrict their movement."

"I almost forgot that the creatures here cannot be judged by common sense."

As he spoke, he manipulated the black tentacles to suddenly open, simultaneously engulfing dozens of undead and pulling them into a dark domain he had created.

The darkness was like a closed pocket, swallowing up the dark gray creatures.

The remains of the undead were reassembled once, twice, three times in the darkness, but each time they were crushed again by that dark domain, in an endless cycle, until their regenerative power was completely exhausted and they were reduced to nothingness.

Oak carried his lightning-shielded hammer.

Several undead that had escaped rushed forward, only to be blasted to pieces by his lightning strike. Before their shredded flesh could be pieced back together, they were dragged into the darkness by his red-eyed tentacles.

Oak slung the Thunder Hammer back over his shoulder and said casually, "We ran into something like this as soon as we came in. The Devil's Footprints are definitely not a place you can look at normally."

"That's true, if it were too easy, it wouldn't be very interesting."

Ouke didn't take Ye Han's rainbow stone for nothing.

Since being bound, Oak has awakened an ability: the power of lightning.

Lightning was perfectly suited to his fighting style, and his strength made a further leap forward.

The pure and violent elemental power perfectly complemented his previously used thunder hammer.

Previously, he relied entirely on that hammer to control lightning. The hammer itself was an external force, with limited power and high consumption. He had to stop and recharge after a few tough battles.

Otherwise, it can only be used as a hammer.

Now, the power of lightning has become a part of him, which he can unleash at will and control at will. Not only has its power increased several times, but his reaction speed and physical fitness have also been greatly improved under the tempering of lightning.

After partnering with Redeye, safety is at least no longer an issue.

Although this former manager of Galaxy Eyes is usually taciturn, his strength is unfathomable. Coupled with Gang Shield, a monster who could be imprisoned in Bus Prison for thirty years, the trio's configuration can be considered top-notch in the entire Chaotic Star Sea.

After finishing off the remaining undead, Red Eyes slowly spoke:

"Don't underestimate the creatures in the devil's footprints. This star system is called the Chaotic Star Sea. It has been surrounded by black holes for countless years and is completely isolated from the outside world. Its ecosystem is completely different from that of the outside world."

"Those undead were just the lowest level; they had no brains and only knew how to overwhelm others with numbers. The real trouble is yet to come."

"There are countless planets in the Chaotic Star Sea, and none of the civilizations that have taken root here are easy to deal with, and there are quite a few powerful individuals among them. You haven't encountered the extraterrestrial demons yet; those things are more than one level stronger than the undead."

Gangdun cracked his knuckles, his thick eyebrows furrowing slightly: "Red-Eye, you've clearly only been to Devil's Footprints for the first time, how do you know so much about this place? The Undead, the Chaotic Star Sea, even the extraterrestrial demons. This isn't information that can be obtained casually."

Although Oak didn't speak, his thoughtful expression clearly carried the same question.

Waiting for the next installment of Red Eyes' story.

The devil's footprints are surrounded by countless black holes, making them extremely dangerous and difficult to even approach.

Since Merlin stirred up that storm back then, it has indeed attracted many people to try to break into this forbidden zone. However, all of them, like Merlin, have disappeared without a trace. Not a single one of them has ever left, and not a single signal has been transmitted.

It took them several months to reach their destination, during which they faced numerous challenges, including the narrow passages between black holes and the turbulent flow of space. Any slight deviation would have resulted in them being torn apart in the abyss of gravity.

Those who came later most likely all died.

They didn't even get a bite of meat; they all perished in the silent depths of darkness.

"It is true that this is my first time here. But don't forget, I am a member of the Shadow Clan. The Shadow Clan's only innate ability is shadow, but shadow itself is ever-changing. In my years at the Galaxy Eye, although I have never personally entered the Devil's Footprint, I have come across a lot of information about it."

"My elders, the Shadow Clan ancestors who once came here, left information about this star field in their legacy long ago."

"You can understand it as, I already knew everything about this place before I came here."

Oak and Gundam exchanged a glance, but neither of them pressed for further questions.

The Shadow Clan is an inexplicable race, and their extraordinary talents are not uncommon in the universe.

Moreover, they had witnessed the strength of this red-eyed man firsthand, so there was no need to make up lies about such a thing.

"Now that we're in safely, what's our next plan?" Oak steered the conversation back on track.