Chapter 232: Attacking 11 Galaxies, Iron and Blood Army, Will Leader

Chapter 232: Attacking 11 Star Systems, Iron-Blooded Army, Willful Leader! Qin Feng's Power Soars!

“Good.”

To Qin Feng’s proposal to first attack Star System 120 and swallow eleven connected star domains in one go, Caesar nodded without hesitation, expressing his agreement.

The two supreme decision-makers of the alliance reached a consensus on the core strategy.

Immediately after, they wasted no further time.

Still standing side by side on the mountain peak, they each split off a sliver of their consciousness, sinking it into the vast subspace network.

Relying on their already constructed indestructible projections—a terrifyingly formidable mental strength—a new, massive, and intricate “merit system” began to be rapidly built from scratch within the virtual subspace.

This system directly linked to every alliance member’s identity jade token.

Through the private domain of the subspace network, it performed real-time data statistics and calculations.

In the future, any martial artist within the alliance, after killing an enemy, would not need to go through cumbersome reporting procedures.

The mental strength would automatically recognize the kill information recorded on their identity jade token, and based on a series of complex parameters such as the enemy’s strength level and equipment, instantly calculate the corresponding merit, automatically crediting it to their personal account.

These merits could then be used at any time, anywhere, within the alliance’s resource repository to exchange for any resources needed for cultivation.

Building such a vast and complex system, capable of accommodating and processing the massive data of nearly 600 million martial artists across six star systems, was nearly an impossible task for ordinary intelligent brains.

But for genuine stellar-level powerhouses like Qin Feng and Caesar, it was not overly difficult.

Their vast mental strength, already forged into indestructible projections, possessed parallel computing capabilities that had reached an extremely terrifying level, far surpassing even subspace intelligent assistants.

The moment the system was completed and began running steadily, a faint smile curled at the corner of Qin Feng’s mouth.

“Mental strength—truly boundless in its uses.”

“Indeed.”

Caesar nodded in deep agreement, speaking solemnly: “Compared to those cold artificial intelligences, the reliability of mental strength is far, far greater.

After all, advanced artificial intelligence can rebel, even be controlled by the mechanical race.

But the mental strength we cultivate ourselves will never betray us, nor be disturbed by external forces.”

For stellar-level martial artists, their brains were like terrifyingly powerful stellar-level biological computers, capable of processing and analyzing countless streams of data in an instant.

“No wonder martial arts cultivation places such importance on the training of mental strength.”

Qin Feng felt a surge of emotion.

“Without a sufficiently vast mental strength as a foundation, one could never learn those increasingly advanced and complex killing techniques.

Not to mention, after advancing to the black hole level, one would need to forge a completely unique martial path of one’s own.”

The more he cultivated, the more he realized how exquisite and great the martial path pioneered by the Emperor truly was.

Each step interlocked, layer upon layer, each move extremely steady, laying the firmest foundation for the next stage of cultivation.

Then, Qin Feng and Caesar officially pushed the new “merit system” they had jointly built to all members through the alliance’s private domain channel across the six star systems.

This fair, transparent, and efficient system quickly won enthusiastic responses from all martial artists.

Especially under the settings of Qin Feng and Caesar, to motivate everyone, the merit rewards for killing a martial artist from an enemy star system were set to be very, very generous.

Almost the moment the system went online, the entire alliance’s private domain channel was filled with a thick, eager battle spirit yearning for combat.

Of course, this merit system still lacked one part to be complete.

That was the resource repository!

This required Qin Feng and the others to conquer a star domain before it could be quickly replenished.

Next, in the name of the alliance’s supreme decision-maker, Qin Feng issued the first official announcement: All alliance members, rest for ten years.

Use these ten years to fully digest all remaining untapped resources within the six star systems, converting them into personal strength.

After ten years, the alliance will officially begin external conquests, with the first target—Star System 120!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was thrilled!

After more than four hundred years of exploration and contention, the internal resources of the six star systems had already been largely excavated by everyone.

Only a few scattered resources remained, not much.

And what could be snatched had long been taken.

What remained were mostly resource points like the “Tzeentch Library,” where no bloody conflicts would erupt.

Ten years was but a fleeting moment, enough to fully digest all accumulated gains.

After issuing the announcement and briefly discussing subsequent details, Qin Feng and Caesar added each other as friends on the subspace network.

Then, the two parted ways.

They had to seize this final rest period for their own cultivation.

Qin Feng’s figure once again returned to that familiar frozen planet, covered in thick ice.

He sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the ice cave, systematically organizing his path of cultivation ahead.

“First, in terms of killing techniques.

Although the ‘Devouring Heaven Fist Technique’ has reached the ‘Mastery’ realm, against top-tier prodigies of the same level, it’s barely adequate, not enough to form an overwhelming advantage—after all, it’s only a seventh-level killing technique.”

“As for the legendary eighth-level killing techniques… if I could get my hands on one, my strength would definitely undergo a tremendous leap.

But for now, I don’t have any.

The contribution points I accumulated earlier have long been exhausted.

I can only hope that in subsequent conquests, I might find such hidden opportunities within other star systems.”

“Then, in terms of cultivation realm.

Every step of stellar-level cultivation relies on massive resources.

This can’t be rushed; I’ll have to slowly accumulate through future conquests of other star systems.”

“Right now, in my subspace storage unit, there are still some resources left over from after advancing to stellar level that haven’t been consumed.

During these ten years, I’ll fully absorb them.”

Having made up his mind, Qin Feng stopped thinking.

He slowly closed his eyes, sinking his mind into his body, and began to fully absorb those top-tier resources, strengthening himself.

Time flew by.

Ten years later.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

“It only took me five years to completely consume all the remaining resources.

At the same time, my ‘Indestructible Tower’ has successfully expanded its ‘height’ to a terrifying scale of ten light-years.

This speed of progress is indeed very fast.

After mastering the Tenfold Hand, my cultivation speed has increased far too much.”

“The reason I say ‘expanded’ rather than simply ‘increased in height’ is that the overall volume of the ‘Indestructible Tower’ is proportionally swelling along with the growth of mental strength.”

This was not merely a change in height, but a full-scale expansion in volume and mass.

And this meant that the total amount of my mental energy had surged several times over compared to ten years ago!

Qin Feng quietly sensed the vast power within him, countless times stronger than before.

“Compared to my former self, who had just entered the stellar level ten years ago, my overall strength is now at least seventy percent greater!”

“As for the remaining five years, I did not waste them. I have thoroughly comprehended the initial application method of ‘mental energy interfering with reality.’”

Qin Feng slowly raised his right hand, and under the drive of his will, the towering phantom of a giant tower, ten light-years high, stood silently behind him.

A surging wave of mental energy rippled from his palm.

Then, in this absolute vacuum, at absolute zero temperature, clusters of blazing flames, as if capable of incinerating all things, appeared out of thin air!

Qin Feng shifted his thought again, and the fiercely burning flames instantly transformed into violent thunder and lightning!

Next, they evolved into a towering tsunami that could drown stars, a dimensional storm that tore space, and an absolute cold that could freeze the soul…

“However, this is merely the initial application of ‘mental energy interfering with reality.’”

Qin Feng dispelled the phenomena in his hand, with little joy on his face.

“Take ‘absolute cold’ as an example.

All I can do now is simulate the appearance of extreme cold, like wind and snow.

But a true eighth-level killing technique can use mental energy to directly construct the ‘intent of absolute cold,’ making the enemy feel as if they have instantly fallen into an icy hell beneath the nine abysses—not only is their flesh frozen, but their soul also suffers a terrifying impact.

The gap between these is still too great.”

Qin Feng stood up, summarizing the gains from his decade of cultivation in his mind.

Afterward, he opened his personal terminal and sent a brief message to Caesar.

Caesar’s reply came almost instantly.

Clearly, the other party had also made all preparations.

The next moment, an announcement, jointly issued by Qin Feng and Caesar and filled with boundless intent to kill, appeared simultaneously in the private channels of the Six Galaxy Alliance.

“All alliance members, assemble at the periphery of the ‘Tzeentch Library’ star domain!”

“We are about to begin our external conquest! First battle target—Galaxy 120!”

“…”

The moment the announcement was made, the comment section below was flooded with countless fervent messages.

Clearly, the alliance warriors, who had rested for ten years, were already ravenous!

They could no longer wait to conquer more galaxies and plunder more resources!

—

Outside the Tzeentch Library, the cosmic void that had been silent for ten years was once again filled with dense figures.

Warriors from the six galaxies, responding to the highest command, gathered from their respective resting places.

They wore various battle armors, held sharp weapons, and exuded a chilling aura of slaughter.

Although the formation was relatively orderly, careful observation revealed that they still subconsciously clustered into six distinct large squares according to their original galaxies.

To truly unite these unruly prodigies into a seamless whole, with no distinction between them, was clearly still a long and arduous task.

Qin Feng and Caesar hovered before the army, unsurprised by the scene before them.

They both understood that to make these warriors a unified whole willing to shed blood and sacrifice for a common goal required long, brutal war to temper them, and even more, the establishment of a shared, sufficiently great faith.

Only then could they forge them into a legion of interstellar warriors with wills of steel.

Of course, Qin Feng and Caesar did not need such a legion now.

Their goal was clear and realistic—to use their advantage of being the first to advance to the stellar level, before the competition ended, to launch a frenzied campaign of conquest and plunder.

For themselves and for their followers, to secure enough precious resources to sustain their continued progress!

“Everyone, I believe you have all seen the detailed rules of the ‘Merit System.’”

Qin Feng stepped forward, and his steady, powerful voice, amplified by mental energy, clearly reached the ears of every warrior present.

“The specific tactical arrangements for the next phase will be sent by Caesar to the alliance’s private forum. Everyone must read carefully and execute strictly, without error.”

The warriors below nodded solemnly, their attention ready to receive the upcoming combat orders.

In fact, the first set of tactics Caesar devised was quite simple and clear.

According to the tactical document, all alliance warriors would be temporarily divided into two parts.

The first part was the absolute main force of the alliance.

These warriors would be composed of the most elite prodigies.

Their task was to follow the two stellar-level powerhouses, Qin Feng and Caesar, as a spearhead, directly thrusting into the core resource points of the target galaxy.

With overwhelming force, they would seize strategic locations and inflict maximum destruction on the enemy’s effective strength.

The second part of the warriors would play the role of “cleaners.”

Their task was to spread out and lurk in various peripheral zones of the target galaxy.

Among the vast number of edge planets that could become enemy respawn points, they would conduct uninterrupted, high-frequency subspace teleportations.

At the same time, they would expand their mental energy to the maximum range, performing a carpet scan to bring all possible resurrection points under control.

Thus, once an enemy warrior was killed by the main force on the front line and entered the “hunting period,” what awaited them would be a merciless second kill from these “cleaners” already scattered across the galaxy!

Two kills meant complete elimination, forever losing the qualification to continue the competition!

This tactic was simple and crude, but exceptionally effective.

“Everyone, immediately accept the subspace teleportation invitation and prepare to depart!”

With Caesar’s command, massive beams of spatial teleportation light appeared within the army formation.

“Yes!”

Hundreds of millions of warriors roared in unison, shaking the universe!

Their eyes already burned with an intense, unshakable desire for battle and resources.

The next moment, countless teleportation beams shot into the sky, and spatial ripples dissipated like tides.

When the light faded, the vast joint fleet of six galaxies had completely vanished from the spot.

A frenzied feast of slaughter, sweeping across the entire war zone, had thus begun!

…

Meanwhile, in countless official live streams across the entire human empire, as well as in commentary live rooms of major viewing organizations, viewer excitement reached a new peak due to the official expedition of the Six Galaxy Alliance.

Countless bullet comments scrolled wildly across the light screens like a waterfall.

“Qin Feng and Caesar truly have the bearing of leaders.”

“Indeed, Caesar’s cunning and strategy are beyond reproach, and Qin Feng is also sharp—though he hasn’t systematically studied these things, his innate intuition and sense of smell are no weaker.”

“That’s right.”

"Now, across the entire war zone, ten martial artists have already advanced to the Star Level. Within the alliance of Caesar and Qin Feng, they alone account for two of them. I reckon they're about to start feasting on resources."

"Yes, and the other eight newly promoted Star Level martial artists are only now realizing the team-based gameplay after reaching Star Level. They're scrambling to build their own forces, but it's far, far too late."

"That's why Caesar's initial 'Gambit Order' followed by a 'Forced Duel Order' was nothing short of a stroke of genius! It single-handedly pushed his personal prestige to an unreachable height. That level of scheming is truly formidable."

"Haha, and now this formidable Caesar willingly serves as a capable minister under Qin Feng's command, doesn't he?"

"Indeed, I think Qin Feng himself has his own unique charisma. As the old saying goes, 'A dog that bites doesn't bark.' He always seems to be quietly cultivating, but in reality, he possesses astonishing luck and a meticulous mind, with a unique charm that hides great skill behind a simple facade."

"..."

"When Star Level powerhouses emerge, more and more top-tier Star Level resources will begin to spawn in the war zone, and even legendary Galaxy Level resources may appear. That's when the true battles for plunder will erupt."

"Later on, even greater conflicts are bound to break out. After all, the final rankings are strictly based on points. The points gained from killing a peer-level supreme being are simply too enormous."

"Yes. By the end of the tournament, those supreme beings will surely slaughter each other madly for the rankings." "Look at the overall power ranking! Qin Feng has surged to second place! It's absolutely astonishing! He was previously first in the 117th galaxy, but on the entire war zone's overall ranking, he couldn't even break into the top hundred. How many years has it been, and now he's already second overall."

"His battle record is incredibly impressive. He instantly killed a contestant with 20% construction, and after advancing to Star Level, he fought Caesar for ten years without losing ground, and even broke into the 'Realm of Control' mid-battle. If he hadn't deliberately held back, he might have actually defeated Caesar."

"Haha, look, the current number one on the power ranking, 'Chakotai,' has also started building his own forces. That guy reacted pretty quickly."

"Honestly, I doubt Chakotai's true combat strength can match Qin Feng's."

"Can't help it. The power ranking only looks at officially recorded battles, not the specifics of the fight. The battle between Qin Feng and Caesar was ultimately judged a draw. But Chakotai genuinely defeated a newly promoted Star Level opponent."

"..."

Galaxy No. 120, a core resource point.

Here lay a vast ocean spanning several light-years, shimmering with a liquid metallic luster.

Its name was the "Sword-Tempering Pool."

Similar to the "Library of Tzeentch," this Sword-Tempering Pool also contained a vast and pure mental pressure. Any martial artist who entered could, under the tempering of this pressure, continuously enhance their mental cultivation. Its effect was so potent that it could allow a martial artist who had just entered the River Realm to cultivate all the way to the Boundless Sea Realm without any obstacles.

Moreover, this vast ocean, spanning several light-years, held nearly inexhaustible energy.

At this moment, on the shores of the Sword-Tempering Pool and in its shallow regions, nearly hundreds of thousands of martial artists from Galaxy No. 120 had gathered. Under the joint maintenance of three or four powerful martial artists who had already reached the Boundless Sea level, order prevailed here.

Many martial artists had temporarily set aside their conflicts, quietly entering the vast ocean to undergo mental baptism, striving to improve their cultivation.

The scene here was strikingly similar to what Qin Feng had witnessed at the "Library of Tzeentch" back then. Even the average strength of these martial artists was about the same.

But then, abruptly, a violent spatial fluctuation appeared without warning above the Sword-Tempering Pool!

Rumble—

The space tore like a curtain, and massive portals blasted open!

The next moment, led by Qin Feng, hundreds of millions of alliance martial artists, like a bursting flood, materialized in the sky above this once-peaceful resource point!

Meanwhile, at the other end of the galaxy, Caesar was leading another equally massive force, launching a simultaneous surprise attack on another core resource point of Galaxy No. 120!

The two forces, like a pair of sharp pincers, began a ruthless slaughter from both ends of the galaxy!

With the appearance of Qin Feng and his army, the hundreds of thousands of martial artists from Galaxy No. 120 were thrown into panic!

Before they could react, all their identity jade tokens vibrated violently at the same time.

Lines of cold, cruel text appeared clearly before their eyes.

[The Six-Galaxy Alliance has officially launched a full-scale offensive against Galaxy No. 120!]

[All martial artists of Galaxy No. 120, be warned: War has begun!]

[...]

Though the message on the jade tokens was brief, its content stirred a cataclysmic upheaval in the hearts of all martial artists in Galaxy No. 120!

The three or four Boundless Sea-level martial artists who had been maintaining order rose abruptly, soaring into the sky, glaring at Qin Feng standing before the vast army, their eyes filled with shock and fury.

"Galaxy No. 120 has indeed developed far too slowly," Qin Feng murmured to himself, looking down at the panicked figures below.

"I suspect they wasted too much energy fighting among themselves for resources in the early stages. Besides, their overall strength really isn't that formidable."

Without another word, he hesitated no longer!

An indescribably terrifying aura erupted from within him!

Behind him, the towering phantom of a giant pagoda, ten light-years high, broke through the boundaries of reality and manifested!

At that moment, Qin Feng himself seemed to transform into a blazing star that could incinerate everything!

His boundless mental power, like an invisible tide, instantly sealed off the entire Sword-Tempering Pool region!

"St-Star Level powerhouse!"

Below, countless martial artists let out desperate cries upon feeling this terrifying pressure that could freeze their very souls!

The next moment, before the four Boundless Sea martial artists who had soared into the sky could react, the towering pagoda descended with the might to suppress the ages!

Puff—!

The four martial artists, who were considered overlords in Galaxy No. 120, couldn't offer even the slightest resistance. They were crushed on the spot by the terrifying phantom of the ancient pagoda!

Their bodies, along with their undying projections, exploded into four brilliant clouds of blood mist!

Behind Qin Feng, the countless martial artists, already thirsting for battle, let out earth-shaking war cries and, like a swarm of locusts, swooped down upon the Sword-Tempering Pool, now plunged into utter chaos!

A brutal, one-sided massacre had begun!—

Before Qin Feng's godlike, absolute power, any resistance was nothing but a farcical joke.

The four Boundless Sea-level powerhouses, who could have ruled supreme in Galaxy 120, were instantly slain, and the hundreds of thousands of martial artists within the entire "Sword Quenching Pool" utterly lost all will to resist.

Their proud spiritual cultivation, under the suppression of Qin Feng's ten-light-year-tall phantom of the [Indestructible Tower], was as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

Then, the billions of ferocious alliance troops swept through the entire resource point with an irresistible force.

It was a massacre with no suspense.

Within a few short hours, the "Sword Quenching Pool," once a peaceful and serene cultivation sanctuary, had turned into a bloody hell.

Hundreds of thousands of martial artists from Galaxy 120 were all slain, transformed into strings of ever-rising war merit numbers on the jade tokens of alliance members.

After completing the "cleansing" of the "Sword Quenching Pool," Qin Feng did not linger.

He hovered above the sea of metal stained with blood, quickly opening the strategic map that Caesar had previously constructed for him, marking all known resource points in Galaxy 120.

"According to the map, within the entire Galaxy 120, there are over fifty ordinary star-level resource points like the 'Sword Quenching Pool.' Besides these, there are three advanced star-level resource points with higher energy levels and rarer resources."

"And my identity jade token also records a special privilege—the entry qualification for the sole top-tier star-level resource point, the reward for winning the 'Betting Decree'..."

Qin Feng's gaze swept back and forth between his jade token and the map constructed by Caesar.

"That top-tier star-level resource point, I have no time to deal with for now.

Its energy level is too high; exploring it will inevitably consume a great deal of time.

Better to wait until all eleven galaxies from 120 to 130 are conquered, then slowly explore it.

The reward for winning the 'Betting Decree' should be quite good."

"Now, the urgent task is to continue the conquest!"

Qin Feng quickly exchanged intelligence on the alliance's private forum with Caesar, who was simultaneously conducting a massacre at the other end of the galaxy, and the "Scavenger" unit responsible for clearing respawn points on the periphery.

After confirming that everything was proceeding according to plan, he immediately led his main force, speeding toward the next marked star-level resource point.

These marked star-level resource points were, without exception, the areas within Galaxy 120 with the highest concentration of martial artists.

As long as all the martial artists at these core resource points were cleared,

and the peripheral "Scavenger" unit eliminated those enemies who had entered the "Hunting Period,"

and finally, troops were dispatched to sweep through the remaining scattered, ordinary resource points across the entire galaxy,

this entire process would basically cripple Galaxy 120.

The remaining scattered survivors, already like birds startled by a bow, could no longer stir up any trouble.

Thus, Qin Feng led his iron-blooded army, beginning a ruthless campaign across this star domain.

In just five years, the entire Galaxy 120 was completely conquered by the Six-Galaxy Alliance in an almost overwhelming manner.

Countless martial artists from Galaxy 120 were mercilessly eliminated in this war of dimensional suppression.

After conquering the entire galaxy, Qin Feng and Caesar immediately set about constructing the alliance's central resource repository.

They extended their powerful spiritual forces to every corner of the galaxy, scanning, memorizing, categorizing, and modeling tens of thousands of resource-producing sites, big and small, then integrating all this data into the resource repository system of the alliance's private channel.

Of course, different resource-producing sites varied vastly in the types and quantities of resources they yielded.

Some ordinary star-level resource sites might contain vast amounts of renewable basic resources,

while some advanced star-level resource sites might only produce a single, extremely rare, one-time unique resource.

The resources of just one Galaxy 120, though abundant, were still somewhat insufficient to support the vast martial artist population of the six galaxies.

Thus, after a brief discussion, Qin Feng and Caesar unhesitatingly decided to continue the conquest!

For them now, with two genuine star-level combat powers, their alliance was invincible!

Rather than stopping for unnecessary rest, it was better to press on and take all the target galaxies in the original plan!

Thus, a campaign that observers deemed brutally extreme and madly expansive officially began.

Qin Feng and Caesar showed a ruthless side.

Before their efficient and cold war machine, one galaxy after another fell.

In every galaxy they conquered, over 80% of the martial artists were mercilessly eliminated by the Six-Galaxy Alliance's army.

The remaining surviving exiled martial artists, even if their hearts burned with immense vengeance, had lost all foundation and could stir no waves.

Like rats crossing the street, they could only scavenge the "leftovers" that the alliance army disdained in the most barren corners, barely surviving, never daring to show up at any large resource point.

Whenever a discontented "troublemaker" emerged, they were soon discovered by alliance patrols and ruthlessly eliminated.

During this period, Caesar fully demonstrated his exceptional military command skills.

For each target galaxy's characteristics, he devised a near-perfect attack plan that minimized casualties and time costs.

Under their terrifying execution, the conquest of each galaxy never exceeded five years.

...

Thus, in the blink of an eye, fifty years passed.

The original plan's eleven galaxies, from 120 to 130, had completely fallen under Qin Feng and Caesar's control.

The plan was executed perfectly, completed successfully!

On a barren planet, Qin Feng and Caesar, the two alliance leaders now enough to draw the attention of the entire war zone, gathered once again.

Together, they would inventory the final spoils of this fifty-year-long epic expedition.

"Hmm... my personal points ranking has successfully reached first place."

"Although during the battles, I only killed Boundless Sea-level martial artists, I still obtained from their legacies quite a few resources they hadn't had time to spend.

Roughly estimating, the resources I now hold personally are worth about 1B."

Qin Feng looked at his jade token and said solemnly.

"As for the fixed resource points we haven't yet tapped, already incorporated into the repository:

Among them, ordinary star-level resource points total over 400.

Advanced star-level resource points number 38.

As for top-tier star-level resource points, there is currently only one—the reward from that 'Betting Decree.' According to the rules, only martial artists from the original Galaxies 115-119 can obtain entry qualification."

"Understood."

Caesar nodded, his expression equally serious.

"As for the vast number of top-tier planetary-level resource points, I won't count them here one by one; there are simply too many.

Later, I will categorize them all, mark the required war merits, and put them into the public resource repository.

Then, I suggest we take a comprehensive rest and seclusion for a hundred years.

What do you think?"

"A hundred years... that should be enough."

Qin Feng slightly nodded in agreement.

"Good, then it's decided."

The two began the final categorization and war merit marking of the massive resource points.

This process, for minds of such extreme cognitive prowess, unfolded with breathtaking speed.

In just a few short minutes, every resource point had been precisely marked.

They were clearly categorized into: "Solo Resource Points," suitable for individual cultivation;

"Group Resource Points," ideal for team-based development;

And "Combat Resource Points," where resources could only be obtained through battle, such as the Hive Mind Core, alongside "Peaceful Resource Points," which required no conflict to acquire, like the Tzeentchian Library or the Sky-Reaching Vine Fruit.

Having completed this meticulous classification and assigned corresponding war merits to each resource point, the two of them sent out an announcement in the alliance's private channel—one that would ignite a frenzy of celebration.

"The full-scale conquest of the 120-130 star systems is complete! Enjoy the fruits of our victory to your heart's content!"

"From now on, the alliance resource vault is open to all. You may freely exchange your accumulated war merits for any resources you need."

"This period of rest and free cultivation will last one hundred years!

After a century, we shall embark on a new expedition!

And our next opponent will be even stronger!"

"..."

Beneath the announcement, the channel instantly erupted into a sea of jubilation!

The war merit system began operating at full speed.

Countless resource point usage permissions were frantically redeemed by alliance members who had amassed vast amounts of war merits.

Using the immense resources of eleven entire star systems to support warriors from an original six—the abundance had reached a level of sheer luxury.

It was more than enough, even excessive, leaving no need for any further contention.

As for Qin Feng and Caesar, they naturally had no need to compete with their subordinates over ordinary resources.

Those thirty-eight high-level stellar resource points were the finest rewards prepared for the two of them.

"Let's split these thirty-eight high-level stellar resource points evenly—nineteen each. What do you think?" Caesar looked at Qin Feng and proposed.

"Agreed."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, raising no objection.

"Good, then it's settled. See you in a hundred years," Caesar said. "Remember, during seclusion, keep a sliver of your mind on maintaining the war merit system's normal operation. Don't let anything go wrong."

"That's simple. No problem."

The two quickly reached a consensus and then parted ways.

Qin Feng's figure transformed into a streak of light, racing toward the nearest of the nineteen high-level stellar resource points allocated to him.

Having devoured eleven star systems this time, these high-level resource points were likely to bring about earth-shattering changes in Qin Feng's strength!

Their first step into the stellar realm had been taken with great steadiness—it was already a success.

(The End)