Chapter 128: First Battle

In the Dark Universe, a round‑disc‑shaped E9 Level alloy starship is zipping along at roughly ten times light speed.

In the ship's core cabin, Zhou Yang and a group of teammates are chatting casually, listening as they share survival tips from the Outer Domain Battlefield.

The squad, including him, totals eight members.

Among them, team leader Feilei is a powerful stone‑demon‑ape Immortal; he practices the Earth Law, and both his strength and defense are extraordinarily extreme, making him the squad's absolute backbone.

Aside from him, the others all possess Realm Lord General strength.

Among them are a Dreamlight Clan Illusionist, two ordinary Spiritual Thought Masters, two Warriors, a Mechanical Master, and Zhou Yang, the newly joined Spiritual Thought Master Controller.

Opposite Zhou Yang sits a seductive woman with pointed ears and a fluffy snow‑white tail.

She is the squad's sole Illusionist, Liu Li of the Dreamlight Clan.

"By the way, Meteor junior, I haven't asked what your Military Merit quota is yet."

The seductive Liu Li fixes her gaze on Zhou Yang, her watery eyes seeming to overflow with endless affection.

Her voice is soft and sweet, like a gentle breeze that pierces straight into one's heart.

Zhou Yang clearly senses that several men in the cabin, including Immortal God team leader Feilei, have their aura fluctuations slightly agitated.

"This Dreamlight Clan's innate talent combined with seductive Illusion is so powerful that even an Immortal God is affected just in casual banter. There are countless cosmic races, each with its own unique abilities; you must stay cautious in the future."

Zhou Yang, however, wears a calm expression, silently warning himself inwardly.

Given his current soul strength, not even a Dreamlight Clan Immortal, let alone an Immortal Army Master specializing in souls, could easily be shaken.

Let alone that within his inner world, a suspected Supreme Treasure—the Myriad Elephant Tower—guards the perimeter of the Origin Pearl.

"One billion."

Zhou Yang replies with a faint smile.

"One billion!"

At this moment, everyone in the cabin suppresses their inner restlessness, and upon hearing Zhou Yang's words, they can't help but exclaim.

"One‑billion Military Merit quota—that's the ceiling for a Realm Lord General!"

"Being granted such a high Military Merit quota shows the Virtual Universe System has judged you to possess strength no weaker than an ordinary Immortal God."

The ape‑like captain Feilei can't help but smack his lips, his face breaking into a smug grin.

"Ha ha, didn't expect it—old Fei, once I step in, I manage to rope in such a powerful genius!"

Hearing him, the other members' faces show an even deeper shock.

"Whoa~ comparable to an Immortal God's combat power, a World Master."

Goodness, a World Master can match an Immortal God; such talent is exceedingly rare across the entire Human Race of the 1008 Yuzhou Guo!

And right now, their squad already has one!

Having such a powerhouse join will undoubtedly boost their squad enormously!

"Whoa, Meteor, you must be the core prodigy cultivated by the Five Great Powers—by the Virtual Universe Company or the Axe Arena?"

The huge, bear‑like Tatu Tribe Warrior "Lie" Da Cici opens his mouth.

Zhou Yang merely smiles, offering no reply.

In this peril‑filled Outer Domain Battlefield, his identity must be strictly concealed, or he would easily be besieged by countless alien races.

"Lie, watch your mouth; don't pry where you shouldn't!"

Captain Feilei lightly scolds.

Startled by the reprimand, Lie shrinks his head and forces an awkward smile:

"Got it, got it, Meteor, sorry—I shouldn't have asked so much."

Zhou Yang smiles and nods, saying nothing further.

"Alright, let's drop this."

Feilei leads the topic shift, "We have about half a day before we reach our destination, the Fragmented Star Belt. Meteor, being new to us, probably knows little about this belt. Before arrival, let me give a brief introduction."

"Meteor, remember, in this Fourth Battlefield most areas are empty voids, which are relatively safer; you can spot enemies and flee quickly, but—"

He looks at Zhou Yang, "In certain special locales, where there are abundant Stardust Fragments, meteors, and land fragments, the terrain is easy to hide in, making them the most dangerous spots in this Fourth Battlefield!"

Zhou Yang listens quietly, nodding occasionally.

With his clearance, much information about this Outer Domain Battlefield has already been gathered.

These Secret Realms, used as battlefields by the Human Race and other major peak tribes, originally contained individual stars.

But continuous wars spanning billions of eras have shattered many stars, naturally forming numerous Fragmented Star Belts.

"We're heading to Fragmented Star Belt No. 014280932684."

Feilei solemnly advises:

"Remember, in the Fragmented Star Belt, there are far too many lurking alien strongholds; therefore, prohibit prolonged combat! Avoid excessive flamboyance!"

"The longer the fight, the more the commotion will draw other alien strongmen, and being besieged will be disastrous."

"Even a Noble Prince Immortal God with an Undying Body, if daring to flaunt, will be annihilated by a swarm, erased completely!"

"Understood."

Zhou Yang nods.

The round‑disc starship speeds ahead, and soon decelerates out of the Dark Universe.

After nearly half a day of sub‑light travel, it finally arrives at the Fragmented Star Belt where the destination lies.

Through the external virtual view, Zhou Yang sees the Xingkong outside the ship, where countless planetary fragments drift in the void.

These "Fragmented Stars" are everywhere, and an invisible ominous aura assaults the ship.

"The planetary fragments of the Fragmented Star Belt, refined by Secret Realms, are incredibly hard; even a World Master‑level being finds them extremely difficult to destroy, making them ideal for ambush and combat."

Captain Feilei chuckles, "Moreover, with many battles, countless strong ones have fallen; the aura here is terrifying."

"If you feel uneasy, you can split a thread of consciousness into the Virtual Universe Network to relax; no one will mock you, after all, here time spans centuries, not days."

The spaceship continued forward, and Feilei looked at the intelligent display light curtain on his arm, on which green light dots were sparsely scattered.

The Human Race possessed the Virtual Universe, an almost cheat-like auxiliary tool, giving them a huge advantage in battlefield communication and coordination.

As long as consciousness is linked to the Virtual Universe and kept active, the Virtual Universe System will display the coordinates of all comrades and allies within a range of one billion kilometers.

Not only can it display the coordinates of comrades and allies within a billion‑kilometer range, but it can also summon help in emergencies; all humans and allies within ten billion kilometers will receive the distress call.

Thanks to the powerful functions of the Virtual Universe, the survival capability of human squads on the Outer Domain Battlefield has greatly increased.

"This region has relatively many Human Race experts, making it relatively safe, but we cannot let down our guard."

He reminded.

The spaceship kept moving forward.

At first, they were almost entirely within the territories of the Human Race and the Allied Tribe.

On the third day, an abnormal fluctuation finally appeared in the spaceship's detector.

"A squad led by Alien Immortals is preparing for battle!"

Inside the spaceship, Captain Feilei's low shout rang out!

(End of chapter)