Chapter 795: Chapter 402: Wang Zilu and Chen Zilu? Extreme Great Terror (7K Moon Ticket Request)_2

"You guessed correctly." Prince Zijun nodded and smiled, unsurprised.

After all, the name of this super star system group already indicated this.

In Jiang Ye’s heart, a ripple emerged.

From Prince Zijun’s words, one could discern the vastness of a super star system group, with potentially trillions of constant star systems.

Yet, the White Dragon Civilization actually governed the entire super star system group!

Such a powerful existence was also annihilated...

"However."

"In the Seventh Star Domain, there are dozens of super star system groups." Prince Zijun said, "The White Dragon Star System Group is just one of them."

"Do the Huanglong Civilization and Cangxu Civilization exist within this White Dragon Star System Group?" Jiang Ye asked in confusion.

"Yes."

"Within the White Dragon Star System Group, there are two major level-3 starry sky civilizations." Prince Zijun solemnly said, "Our Huanglong Civilization belongs to one faction, while the Cangxu Civilization belongs to the other faction."

Jiang Ye understood.

He finally had a preliminary understanding of the universe he was in.

From small to large:

Blue Star Civilization → Huanglong Civilization → Caikun Civilization → White Dragon Star System Group → Seventh Star Domain → Star Domain Sea

"The starry sky is vast." Jiang Ye sighed internally, "It’s truly unimaginable."

...

"You should understand now."

"The Hundred-Star Divine War." Prince Zijun said, "It’s extremely important to the many level-2 civilizations within the White Dragon Star System Group."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly.

According to Prince Zijun, the White Dragon Star System Group, as a super star system group, consists of hundreds of star system groups, each comparable in scale to the Milky Way.

But even so, more than a hundred level-2 starry sky civilizations have significant weight within the White Dragon Star System Group, nearly everyone joining the battle.

After all, not every star system can give birth to a level-2 starry sky civilization.

"The Hundred-Star Divine War is of great significance to the Huanglong Civilization."

"So it’s often tied to advancement talent." Prince Zijun said, "The higher the rank you achieve in the ’Hundred-Star Divine War,’ the greater your chance of becoming a genius."

"After all, advancing talent is not a guaranteed success."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly.

Advancing talent is originally a probabilistic event, let alone a top-level talent like a genius.

Of course, if one could obtain more and better talent treasures, the probability of advancement would also increase significantly.

"With Brother Wang’s strength, there’s no need to worry."

"There’s still a long time until the Hundred-Star Divine War, which will only start after the Civilization Struggle." Prince Zijun smiled, "By then, you’ll surely sweep through all forces."

Jiang Ye shook his head and smiled.

He indeed wasn’t worried.

But it wasn’t because of the Hundred-Star Divine War, but because he had the system.

Advancing talent, a probabilistic event for others, was a certainty for Jiang Ye as long as the conditions were met.

"Furthermore, I’ll be leaving soon." Jiang Ye thought to himself, "I probably won’t even participate in this Hundred-Star Divine War."

Woosh!

The group continued onward.

Soon, they were deep within the colorful palace.

As Bai Mu had said, it seemed to have only one great hall, yet the hall appeared to extend endlessly, never reaching an end.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a vast pressure emerged, sweeping across the entire hall.

Everyone seemed to carry a mountain on their back, trudging heavily forward.

With each step deeper, the pressure grew more intense.

"Is this the tempering Bai Mu spoke of?" Jiang Ye mused, realizing that under this pressure, his physical realm seemed to lose all effect.

It was a peculiar feeling.

One must know, the physical realm can’t decline, having broken through multiple life-level shackles, undergoing genetic transformation.

Yet now, Jiang Ye’s physical strength seemed to return to zero, completely losing its effectiveness.

This forced him to invoke the mysteries of law to contend with it.

"I see."

"The pressure here can only be countered with mysterious power or the power of laws." Jiang Ye thought, "This indirectly aids me in honing my insights into heaven and earth."

Woosh!

As Jiang Ye activated the mysterious power, a five-colored Tao lotus appeared behind him.

"Buzz~" This five-colored Tao lotus undulated, emitting a ripple that instantly relieved Jiang Ye’s pressure.

Yet, as Jiang Ye looked around, he discovered that the other people were unaffected by the five-colored Tao lotus, still struggling against the pressure.

"It seems the pressure is different for everyone." Jiang Ye marveled.

This Dao Stele is truly miraculous.

"Proceed forward." Jiang Ye stepped forward, continuing deeper into the great hall.

Not just him.

Bai Mu, Bai Xi, Zi Yaozhi, along with Prince Zijun and Wang Zilu, all steadily advanced.

The pressure here was great, but with their strength, they could still endure it.

In no time, they advanced further.

"Boom!"

The pressure intensified, like dozens of mountains pressing down from above.

Finally.

Someone from Bai Mu’s group couldn’t hold on any longer and sat down cross-legged, concentrating fully to withstand the pressure.

Soon followed the second person, the third...

The group continued forward.

More and more people stopped, including Zi Yaozhi and Mo Xin, as they gradually couldn’t hold out.

"I can’t go on." Bai Xi also halted, gazing at the distant figure ahead, and sighed softly.

Coming from the Barbaric Dragon Star, she should have had the best chance of getting close to Jiang Ye.

Unfortunately, she didn’t seize the opportunity!

She was well aware that the distance between her and Jiang Ye would only widen, like the current scene.

...

Time passed.

Soon, the previously large group was reduced to just Jiang Ye, Qing Mei, Prince Zijun, and Wang Zilu.

"How is it?"

"I’m not bad, right?" Wang Zilu panted, sweat pouring from her forehead, but her beautiful eyes held a hint of pride.