Ahead of the battleships, Beacon City’s lights illuminated it brightly. Compared to the city’s usual bustle, things were much quieter at the moment.0

In anticipation of the Day of Offering, many cultivators had returned to the Spirit Nidus, which had greatly reduced the population of Beacon City.0

Beacon City did not fear an invasion from the Consciousness Megaverse. Conscients were only capable of sneaking in by following the Spirit Nidus battleships. Outside of that, it simply took too long to travel from the Consciousness Megaverse. That megaverse lacked any universe-class battleships.0

Boom!0

A building in a corner of Beacon City collapsed. Several cultivators fled from the resulting chaos, scattering in every direction.0

A tall figure rose from the rubble, their eyes scanning the area with an air of authority, despite clearly being drunk. “Who? Who dares to insult me, Emperor Wu Slayer? Step forward! Watch how I teach you a lesson!0

“Virtue rules the way! You lowly cowards, let virtue guide you!”0

There was no answer. Everyone nearby completely avoided eye contact, afraid that they would be singled out.0

The one who had emerged from the rubble was none other than Emperor Slayer.0

He had fled from the Spirit Nidus to avoid Astral Anura, among others, and he had announced that he was going to fight in the Consciousness Megaverse. The truth was that he had never moved past Beacon...0