Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the Grand Elder stepped solemnly into the room containing the sacred altar.

The light was dim and unclear.

The Grand Elder immediately spotted the Holy Son, who was sitting there motionless.

There was no movement.

The Grand Elder sensed something was amiss.

Could it be...?

He walked over with a heavy heart.

When the Holy Son was only two steps away, he suddenly opened his eyes.

It wasn't very lively, but it was definitely moving.

The Grand Elder breathed a sigh of relief.

But at that moment, a huge suction force suddenly acted on him, and he was sucked in before he could resist.

The Holy Son grabbed his neck, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace.

"Let go, let go..."

The elder shouted with difficulty.

He felt the power within him draining away.

The Holy Son is devouring his power!

How could this be?

If one clearly has the power to act, why would one do such a thing?

The Grand Elder received no answer.

Because the Holy Son suddenly blurted out, "I'm not reconciled! I finally got a new body!"

The next second, the elder found his neck loosened and he fell to the ground.

The holy son who had just grabbed his neck also collapsed to the ground.

There has been no movement for a long time.

"..."

It’s over.

That's it?

The Grand Elder was dumbfounded.

After a long while, his gaze fell on the corpse of the Holy Son.

His body contains the Power Stone!

A single Power Stone can create a Star Domain Ruler. If he obtains this Power Stone, one day he will also be able to break through the shackles and achieve the highest status.

In this way, it wouldn't matter if the Pala tribe became interstellar nomads for a period of time.

The elder's face showed excitement.

He walked up to the Holy Son, bent down, and was about to take out the Power Stone when a group of people swarmed in through the door.

"Holy Son!"

"How could this be?"

"Holy Son!"

A group of people let out a series of shrill screams, and in a short time, the body of the Holy Son was surrounded by people.

A somber atmosphere filled the entire room.

The eldest elder was the most grief-stricken.

Damn, he almost got the Power Stone.

With so many people around, he wouldn't dare to make any rash moves.

A moment later, someone suddenly suggested, "The Holy Son is dead, but we cannot simply give up like this. We must remember that we still have a vast tribe behind us. The most crucial question now is, what should we do with this Power Stone?"

The Grand Elder was taken aback.

He thought he was the only one who was anxious, but it turns out everyone is the same.

The elder coughed lightly and stepped forward: "I believe we should select the most virtuous and respected person to inherit the Power Stone. Only such a person can lead the Pala tribe forward!"

The most respected person is none other than my Grand Elder.

Before anyone else could express their thoughts, the curtain was suddenly pulled open again.

A young man with silver hair walked in from outside, his resolute face attracting everyone's attention.

"It's you!"

The Grand Elder's expression changed drastically.

The Power Stone was obtained from this guy.

He'll come over now...

The silver-haired youth shook his head: "As expected, I couldn't make it through. I was impulsive."

The Grand Elder, suppressing his many doubts, finally asked, "What caused the Holy Son to fall to the ground and end up in this state?"

The silver-haired youth shrugged: "Who knows?"

He didn't even move, but suddenly saw a hole appear in the Holy Son's body.

Then, a bright white crystal flew out.

The tiny particles surrounding the crystals are still quite striking.

"Power Stone".

The elder held his breath.

The silver-haired youth said, "I'm here to recycle it."

"This……"

The elder wanted to say that this already belonged to the Pala tribe, but he didn't have the courage.

They could only watch helplessly as the silver-haired youth hurriedly left.

In the end, they gained nothing.

Actually, it's not that there's nothing at all.

After leaving the new settlement of the Pala tribe, the silver-haired youth immediately delivered a powerful cross slash to them.

Isn't it wonderful to be accompanied by the starry sky for a long time?

"Lumina".

The silver-haired youth made the connection.

"Come back and receive your punishment."

"Yes."

The silver-haired youth offered no explanation.

They have now lost two members in their efforts to capture An Ran.

One of them even came from the Eternal Star Road.

In the past few days, Eternal Star Road has begun investigating the disappearance of the Star Domain Overlord.

They will likely come to an answer soon.

There are Silver Moonlight spies within the Eternal Star Road, and once they learn of this, it will definitely affect Lumina's plans.

……

"I heard that a Star Domain Ruler has gone missing on the Eternal Star Road."

Who is it?

“Glick, who has risen to fame in recent years.”

"That card scholar?"

"That's right, it's him."

"How could a star field ruler just disappear like that?"

"Who knows? The Eternal Star Road is investigating right now. Let's wait for the results."

"That's truly an amazing story."

"I think so too, haha..."

On a planet within the veil of light.

An Ran's clone was leaning against the railing, gazing at the azure lake, when this conversation suddenly came from behind her.

She pricked up her ears.

Unfortunately, those people changed the subject after exchanging a few words.

Anran opened the internet and searched for information related to Card Scholar.

This is a famous scribe.

His full name is Lionel Glick.

Using his special ability, Grik can write on cards, and what he writes can help him in battle.

While others unleashed powerful punches, he played cards.

Because of his unique fighting style, Grik is very famous in the Eternal Star Road.

But this very star field ruler suddenly disappeared.

"Is your name Leno?"