"What a magnificent sight."
"Who would have thought that the cultivators of the Ancestral Martial Star Field possessed such resolve."
Though the various powers had retreated to a distance, from where they stood, the sight of the Ancestral Martial Star Field's defenses was enough to shake them to their core.
And they knew that such a spectacle was not merely the result of the grand defensive formation's own power.
It also owed everything to the united will of the Ancestral Martial Star Field's warriors.
Having looked down on the people of the Ancestral Martial Star Field before, they now found themselves viewing it in an entirely different light.
Because today…
What they saw was not a scattered rabble.
What they saw was the backbone of true warriors.
Suddenly, in the starry void beyond the Ancestral Martial Star Field, six colossal barrier gates opened simultaneously.
The moment the gates swung wide, countless figures surged out in orderly formations, streaming from within.
The gates were so enormous that the figures passing through them looked like specks of dust.
Even colossal beasts tens of thousands of meters tall would appear insignificant before such gates.
Had this been taking place within a single world rather than the open starfield, the spectacle would have been utterly staggering.
"They're here — all unfamiliar faces. The banners radiate an ancient aura. It really is the ancient families, come to assault the Ancestral Martial Star Field."
"That aura… it's overwhelming. These are no weaklings."
At the sight of these forces, the onlooking cultivators who had been watching from afar instinctively urged their warships and chariots even further back.
Because the strength displayed by the ancient families far exceeded what they had imagined.
Elite forces had unquestionably been deployed.
Judging by the auras these forces radiated, the six ancient families were in no way inferior to the various Star Field overlords.
The starry void was typically silent and still — no wind, no oppressive pressure.
But with the appearance of these powerhouses, oppressive auras swept outward and spiritual energy surged.
The starfield itself began to howl with violent winds.
And the banners fluttering in those winds allowed the onlookers to identify the origins of the six ancient families.
They were…
The Seven Realms Immortal Pavilion, whose members wore Spirit World robes.
The Tuoba Heavenly Clan, bearers of the Heavenly Thunder bloodline.
The Myriad Nights Ancient Sect, wreathed in dark radiance.
The Nine Directions Divine Temple, wreathed in nine-colored flames.
The Blood Phoenix Royal Clan, bearing blood-red wings.
And the Rock Hammer Demon Clan — the smallest among them standing at a thousand meters tall, the largest reaching tens of thousands. Their lower bodies possessed eight legs, their upper bodies resembled humans, yet their skin was like stone, and each gripped a massive hammer.
"Stubborn to the end."
"Does the Ancestral Martial Star Field truly intend to shatter itself against a rock?"
An aged voice rang out, drawing every gaze toward that diminutive figure.
His attire was entirely different from the six ancient families. He wore a black cloak, his entire body concealed head to toe.
"Could that be the Venerable Puppeteer?"
"I've heard the Venerable Puppeteer dresses exactly like that."
"It must be him. They say he's the one orchestrating all of this. Just who is he, to be able to unite the ancient families?"
Seeing the Venerable Puppeteer appear, the onlookers grew ever more curious about this mysterious existence.
When his words received no response, the Venerable Puppeteer shook his head and then casually waved his hand: "Everyone — begin."
Whoosh— The instant the words left his mouth, a titanic hammer tore through the dark starfield like a meteor, hurtling toward the Ancestral Martial Star Field.
The Rock Hammer Demon Clan struck first, and the other forces immediately followed.
Grand barrier formations.
Powerful martial techniques of staggering might.
Countless methods deployed one after another.
Like brilliant fireworks blooming across the void, they illuminated the previously dark starfield in dazzling splendor.
But those were no fireworks.
They were world-ending forces — methods capable of erasing countless lives.