The Great Genetic Era Chapter 2368: The Most Important Now (2)

The entire operation concluded in just two minutes. Their goal was to dismantle the new moon with blistering speed, thereby unleashing a cosmic storm. Once this tempest raged, the Blue Star Elites stationed far away on Planet Bahat would be unable to return to the Blue Star to assist, even if word of the crisis reached them.

Yuan’s plan was to proceed directly to the Blue Star and seize everything he desired. He intended to execute a masterful stroke that would sweep all opposition aside. However, Yuan failed to account for a critical detail: the new moon was not a celestial body, but a living being—a soul inhabiting the Small Universe Realm.

Consequently, Xu Tui became aware of the Great Xi Clan's invasion before anyone else. One could argue he received the intelligence simultaneously with Yuan. Yet, while Yuan learned of the Great Xi Clan’s arrival at the New Moon, Xu Tui learned that the quark particle jumper was activating. They arrived at the critical point at the exact same moment.

As for the demise of Yuan, it was entirely expected. There was zero suspense during the coordinated assault by 18 Small Universe-Grade powerhouses and 10 Nine Satellites lightning-type supernatural beings. This tally excludes the formidable combatants Xu Tui, Ullr, and Erera, as well as the planetary-level might of Shang Long's sword, wielded in the name of the New Moon Guardian. The comprehensive review of the event, including the recovery of the Wind Origin Universe key, confirmed that Yuan, the Supreme Being of the Great Xi Clan, had truly been eliminated.

With this, the initial phase of the war involving the Blue Star concluded in victory, signaling the start of the second phase.

On December 30th, the eve of the 2144 Blue Star New Year, Cui Xi achieved an impossible breakthrough into the Small Universe Realm. Fellow cultivators like Zhao Hailong, Yan Lie, and Luo Murong, who were laboring in their own cultivation, could only look on with envy.

Of course, Cui Xi’s success was forged through sheer agony. He endured brutal beatings daily, and the supernatural powers he refined thrived under such incessant physical trials.

By the 9th of February, 2144—New Year’s Eve—the cosmic storm had yet to settle. Just before the festive feast, Yan Xuejin finally ascended to the Small Universe Realm within the Fire Origin Universe.

On March 4th of that same year, Zhao Hailong, having been put through months of grueling training by An Xiaoxue and Jagren, finally attained the Small Universe Realm.

By March 5th, the cosmic storm had largely abated. On that very day, every tactical combat team, except for the one remaining on home soil, launched their assigned operations.

At this juncture, the Blue Star command possessed 21 warriors at the Small Universe tier and over 150 at the Nine Satellites level. Shang Long’s clone stayed to defend the New Moon, while Xu Tui and Cai Shaochu directed operations from the center.

The remaining 19 combatants of the Small Universe level were partitioned into five specialized teams based on their objectives and tactical capacity. Each leader commanded a contingent of Nine Satellites to fulfill their designated combat missions.

In essence, the combat force mobilized by Xu Tui was more than enough to overwhelm their targets.

Soon, reports of triumph echoed across the stars.

Yet, the first individual to demand an audience was Qiao An. She reached out to Xu Tui in a state of high agitation, shouting, "Commander, was this your doing?"

Xu Tui remained silent.

"Commander, are you the one responsible for the assassination of my Small Universe expert?" Qiao An demanded again.

This time, Xu Tui broke his silence. He glanced indifferently at Qiao An and calmly countered, "What if it was? And what if it wasn't?"

The tables turned, and Qiao An fell into a profound, suffocating silence. Indeed, Xu Tui was the architect of their downfall. And what of it? There was no way to rectify the loss. Xu Tui disconnected the communication while she was still speechless. "In three days, I shall pay a visit to the Muya Holy Land."

Qiao An remained motionless within the Holy Temple on her home planet, her eyes fixed on a desperate report before her, her expression vacant.

Zuofu, the Small Universe Realm expert leading the first combat team to the Great Xi Clan, had been surrounded and executed by four other Small Universe Realm powerhouses. He fell on the battlefield, alongside more than 200 of the 400 accompanying Planetary realm warriors.

The Small Universe-Grade powerhouse of the second team, operating within the Great Xi Clan's Star Field, had similarly been cornered and slain by three Small Universe-Grade adversaries.

Across the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth teams, every Small Universe-level specialist sent against the Great Xi Clan had been wiped out.

Communication lags often plagued the cosmic Star Field, especially for the side suffering defeat. There were three additional reports awaiting Qiao An’s attention.

Meng Si, the Small Universe Realm expert leading the first foray into the Spiritual Race’s Star Field, had been surrounded and annihilated by six rivals. He perished, and the majority of his support troops were destroyed alongside him.

The outcome was identical for the second and third teams targeting the Spiritual Race. Over the last five days, the Muya experts operating abroad had been methodically and precisely eradicated.

This was the underlying reason for Qiao An’s confrontation with Xu Tui. While it was theoretically possible for the remnants of the Great Xi and Spiritual Races to take down one or two Muya experts, only Xu Tui and the forces of the Blue Star possessed the capability to orchestrate such a total wipeout. Ultimately, Qiao An’s inquiry was a formality; she already understood the truth.

On March 12th, 2144, Xu Tui personally arrived at the Muya Star Field. Led by Qiao An, he entered their Holy Land, with 15 Small Universe Realm experts, including Ullr and Erera, standing solemnly behind him.

Qiao An stared at Xu Tui and the formidable group trailing him, her expression a mix of complexity and resignation. She remained silent for a long time.

Just a year ago, Xu Tui had been in her position. Forced to bow before the might of Hei Yang, he had cooperated with her, merely hoping to eke out an existence in the shadows.

Now, a year later, Xu Tui crossed the threshold of the Holy Land. His current power eclipsed even that of Hei Yang during his reign.