Chapter 589 - 543: The Whereabouts of the 4 Divine Remains

Bertutan, Amonev, and Herakrode had used up their last Civilization Stone, stopping at the "Divine Satellite," just one station away from the Primordial Star.

The Divine Satellite held the glorious title of "Satellite of the Gods."

This was also the final checkpoint for alien life forms to have an audience with the gods.

What made it even more unique was that there were no other celestial bodies for a vast distance around this planet. Without using a Teleportation Vortex, reaching the nearest lifeless planet would require ten days and ten nights of travel at the speed of light. To reach the Primordial Star without a Teleportation Vortex, it would take seventy-two days!

"Hehehe."

"This Shi Ming is certainly clever in his own way. He controlled the Civilization Stone resources so artfully, successfully isolating risks and buying a great deal of time. In the meantime, he sold offices and titles to rake in profits."

"He profited as an individual, but how could the First Civilization Cosmic Country possibly grow strong under his rule?"

Bertutan lamented.

Since they could advance no further, waiting one more day was of little consequence. Besides, this former Divine Arbiter had a small score to settle, which had to be done on the Divine Satellite.

As for what score needed settling?

The Sword of Judgment was already in position.

"It’s nothing more than the petty cleverness of a lesser being."

"When it comes to the enlightenment and pioneering of civilizations, who in the entire Star Sea can compare to you?"

Uncle Tian, Herakrode, chimed in from the side.

"Hehehe."

Bertutan just smiled, offering no comment.

He glanced at the ever-silent Amonev, then gazed toward the distant Old God Star. A trace of emotion appeared on his withered face, and he let out a soft sigh.

It was as if he were suddenly reminiscing about bygone years.

"Alas."

"Long ago, when the gods fought against the celestial catastrophe from beyond and perished along with it, they left behind five legacies. Aside from this vast Old Domain of the First Civilization Cosmic Country, there were four other remains containing divine techniques: the Eye of the Divine, the Heart of Chaos, the Primordial Flow Body, and the Uncertain Shadow."

Amonev’s heart skipped a beat.

’I don’t know what this old man’s intentions are in bringing this up now.’

Bertutan continued his lament:

"Back then, Candela, Amonev, and I personally witnessed the vague trajectories of each one. But even so, I have searched for 120,000 years and still found nothing."

"The Eye of the Divine, the one with the greatest authority..."

"It was cast into a certain timeline of the future of that era, making it the most difficult to find. You must understand, space is infinite and time is endless. To find it within the dual dimensions of time and space is a feat comparable to ascending to godhood. Now, 120,000 years have passed, and it seems to have never appeared."

"The Primordial Flow Body,"

"under the violent impact of the celestial catastrophe’s demise, it was swept into the disordered chaos beyond the Star Sea and has been dormant ever since."

"And the most bizarre of all, the Uncertain Shadow..."

"The Uncertain Shadow carries the complete origin of [Darkness] and all its related authorities. After it was split off, it actually merged itself into the Dark Cosmos of its own accord, without any consciousness. Heh, the Dark Cosmos is the dark side of the Star Sea. Trying to find a single grain of sand like that in there is also incredibly difficult."

"As for the Heart of Chaos..."

Bertutan paused, not continuing.

Amonev sensed an unusual subtlety. Within her body, the power of [Concealment] began to stir. This small action was also completed in secret, undetectable by any living being.

"And the Heart of Chaos was the relic closest to reality. It carried the twelve great arteries that connected to the divine body. It appeared to have scattered into the Star Sea, but in truth, it fell into a false starry sky, where it has remained hidden for 120,000 years."

"Amonev,"

"since you can’t use it, why do you insist on keeping it sealed?"

Bertutan turned his head to look at Amonev, as if asking about some trivial matter.

SWOOSH!

The moment Bertutan revealed the true whereabouts of the Heart of Chaos, Amonev had already activated her [Concealment]. Her body, along with her will and Spiritual Power, instantly vanished into illusion, becoming detached and unreal. Beside her, Creator Uncle’s [Silence] followed immediately, but it was a split second too late and perfectly evaded by Amonev.

A rhomboid cone formed from eight ultimate treasures materialized in Bertutan’s hand.

The space behind him solidified, and a hazy glimmer emanated from his eyes. He simultaneously unleashed his coded Nirvana skill, [Void], and the authority from the gods, the Light of Enlightenment, joining Creator Uncle in an attack on Amonev!

And just like that, the ship of friendship capsized, just one step away from the Primordial Star.

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The time and place Bertutan chose for his attack were perfect.

The Divine Satellite, as one of the Primordial Star’s satellite planets, was the final stop on the way. However, there were no other planets for a vast distance around this satellite. The nearest, "Wudu Star," was ten light-days away.

There was no way to warp forward,

and no way to warp back.

In a domain where it was difficult to use any means of hyperspace jumping, the loser would have no escape. They would be nothing more than a lamb on a vast savanna, eyed by a cheetah, its only fate to be caught.

Concealed in secrecy, Amonev understood her current predicament, and her expression turned grim.

Her voice was distant and hesitant.

"Bertutan, did you send Huang Ji and Candela away just so you could team up with Herakrode to attack a former colleague?"

At this point, she didn’t deny the matter of the Heart of Chaos.