Deep in the heart of the Galactic Core Sector floated a massive black iron platform the size of an entire solar system.
Resting in the center of that platform was a terrifying relic dug up from an ancient Pre-Era battlefield fifty thousand years ago: the Star-Shattering God Cannon.
The barrel of the cannon was three hundred thousand miles long, cast from pitch-black chaos bronze and carved with the skulls of ancient star-beasts. Even when it was asleep, the black rust flaking off its muzzle was heavy enough to crush small moons into dust.
Right now, all 108 Sect Masters and Martial Dynasty Emperors had teleported back from the border and stood in a giant circle around the cannon’s breech. Their faces were pale, their robes were soaked in cold sweat, and their hands were trembling as they unsealed the cannon’s eighteen blood-locks.
“Hurry! Unseal Lock #18!” Patriarch Jin Wudi of the Golden-Vault Sect screamed, his white beard bristling like iron needles. “Pei Xuan’s yellow train is already forty light-years inside our border! Worse, our own border guards are sitting on our diamond bricks eating his mutton buns and pointing him toward our main spirit veins!”
“Brother Jin, are we really going to fire the Star-Shattering God Cannon?!” Empress Red-Lute of the Scarlet-Feather Dynasty cried out in hesitation. “This is a true Rank 9 Destruction Weapon left behind by ancient Star-Gods! Every time it fires, it sucks dry three burning suns and costs thirty trillion Spirit Stones in charging crystals! And…
