The next moment, the stars lost their color.

In the depths of the stars, a colossal Dragon Clan appeared, covered in countless iridescent dragon scales, radiating light even more dazzling than the stars.

The stars before it were like mere pebbles, swept aside as it advanced, incapable of maintaining their original orbits.

Upon seeing it, everyone felt a sense of insignificance, as if witnessing the arrival of a myth from the Eternal Ancient Era.

The Creator Ancestral Spirits have existed since the birth of the universe, as eternal as heaven and earth, ignoring the constraints of the Mortal Realm’s power rules, capable of wielding strength comparable to that of Deities, with some even rivaling the Main Gods.

In the Mortal Realm, they are invincible entities, even the King of Hell can only defeat them in a Microcosm, and outside in the Mortal Realm’s space, his incarnations are no match for the Creator Ancestral Spirits.

Many Top Cosmic Races are descendants of the Creator Ancestral Spirits; without them, these Top Cosmic Races would lose much of their deterrent power.

"What a magnificent existence! If only our Night Clan also had a Creator Ancestral Spirit!" The Lord of the Dark Night murmured enviously, gazing wistfully at the Ancestral Dragon in the distance.

The Night Clan only joined the ranks of the Top Cosmic Race because of the Mortal God, yet always remained at the bottom, having a vast gap compared to the Dream Tribe, Dragon Clan, War Clan, and other races created by the Creator Ancestral Spirits.

"Greetings to the Ancestral Dragon!" At this moment, all Dragon Clans, from the Three Supreme Dragon Emperors to the ordinary Green Dragons, Red Dragons, and Poison Dragons, bowed their heads respectfully.

All Dragon Clans are descendants of this Ancestral Dragon, including the King of Hell, and even Huang Yi.

Whether it’s Huang Yi’s White Dragon Clan bloodline or the Sea Dragon Clan bloodline, both stem from the Ancestral Dragon, the first ancestor, the origin of all Dragon Clan stories.

"Kill him quickly!" Shuang Sha urged anxiously, finally losing the previous composure, frantically compressing the Spatial Cage.

Feng Angju pushed his speed to the limit, frantically pursuing Huang Yi, eager to kill him before the Ancestral Dragon’s arrival.

"You can’t kill him." The Ancestral Dragon’s voice sounded once more, calm and unhurried, as if he were playing with a group of children.

As his voice fell, a massive dragon claw suddenly stretched out from the depths of the stars!

This claw spanned the starry sky, transcending time and space, arriving instantly, extremely slender, seemingly twisted out of control.

In an instant, this enormous claw overshadowed everyone, blocking all starlight.

The wrinkles on the claw resembled vast earthly canyons, rendering everyone as insignificant as ants, unable to escape its grasp.

A smaller claw extended, gently slicing the small Spatial Cage, the motion so light, like a huge hand gingerly parting the grass above an ant, lest it be harmed.

"Shwaa~" The threads of the leylines snapped like fragile silk threads, offering no resistance.

The Spatial Cage shattered instantly, and Huang Yi was freed, promptly flapping the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, fleeing into the distance, soon leaving Feng Angju behind.

With merely a light touch, the Ancestral Dragon broke the Spatial Cage released by the Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha, demonstrating its all-dominating invincible strength.

Last time, even though Huang Yi transformed into the Ancestral Dragon, he was momentarily held back by the Spatial Cage, and the breached region turned to chaos.

This time, the Ancestral Dragon personally shattered the Spatial Cage, precisely controlling his strength, avoiding any overflow that would destroy space.

All allies on the Demon Clan’s side felt immense pressure, looking up at the massive claw in the sky, taking defensive measures, fearing the claw might descend and crush them.

"There’s nothing to fear!" At this moment, the King of Hell’s steady voice resounded, soothing everyone’s panicked hearts.

"Alas!" The Ancestral Dragon emitted a deep sigh, echoing through the starry sky.

A sorrow brewed over long ages radiated from this deep sigh.

Facing the King of Hell, the Ancestral Dragon did not show anger, curses, or persuasion, saying nothing, only uttering a sigh, yet everyone understood the indescribable complex emotions.

"Ancestral Dragon, let the children’s matters be handled by them. We old ones should not interfere. My own wayward daughter was killed, and I didn’t step in, did I?" At this time, another elderly voice resonated from the depths of the starry sky, like an elderly mother covered in wrinkles, speaking slowly. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"The Insect Mother is here!" Instantly, everyone’s expressions changed.

This voice belongs to the Insect Race’s Ancestral Mother; after years of slumber, she awoke, appearing just after the King of Hell spoke, evidently invited by him to oppose the Ancestral Dragon.

The "wayward daughter" she mentioned referred to the Queen of Agony, as the Insect Race did not react strongly when Huang Yi killed the Queen of Agony.

It was not until a few days ago that the Spider Queen and Butterfly Queen from the Insect Race brought a group of Insect Race experts, and even then, not specifically to trouble him, but invited by the Demon Clan to protect the barrier on the Moon.

At this moment, an old grandmother suddenly appeared from the depths of the stars, with white hair, a bent body, propping herself with a cane, standing before the Ancestral Dragon.

Her body was also unimaginably vast, appearing frail but securely blocking the Ancestral Dragon, with no one daring to doubt her strength.

The Ancestral Dragon stopped immediately, withdrawing the massive claw above everyone, seemingly guarding against the Insect Mother’s attack.

If he advanced, a battle with the Ancestral Mother would be inevitable, and once entities of this level clashed, the shock waves would erase countless galaxies, shaking the entire universe.

Moreover, each time they attack, they consume the hard-accumulated energy within them, needing to slumber for many eras to recover.

This battle would come with a tremendous cost for both sides, leaving everyone unsure if they would really fight.

"Looks like we can’t rely on the Ancestral Dragon’s intervention, the outcome of the war depends on ourselves." In The Second World, Huang Yi’s main body quickly concluded, then turned to Dao Feng, asking, "Is there no sign of Heaven Realm’s power descending?"

While attacking the King of Hell’s black robe, Dao Feng shook his head, "Not yet. If it descends, we can instantly break the King of Hell’s suppression, escape through this opening."

"It should descend soon, I already sense the Pillar of Sea God is boiling, it seems to be sensing the Sea God’s presence." At this time, the Thunder God touched the Pillar of Sea God, saying.