Chapter 836: Startled

“I didn’t expect you to visit this medium-sized star domain personally, sir. Thank you for aiding our Magus Civilization Army.”

An old man with a white beard appeared before the Magus Civilization’s reinforcements, respectfully addressing the violet-clad middle-aged man who had already trapped the Wild Gorilla God in space.

This white-bearded old man was one of the participating Rank Six mages in the Wild Star Domain campaign.

His seniority exceeded even that of Feylis.

Yet, despite his venerable status, even he had to refer to the man in violet as “sir”.

It was not merely because the middle-aged man’s strength far exceeded that of him and his peers, but also because his true age vastly surpassed that of the entire group of Magus World powerhouses currently gathered in the Wild Star Domain.

When life level reached a certain extent, outward appearance was no longer a reliable measure of age.

For example, Lorianne, who had lived for over nine thousand years, still maintained the appearance of a young woman.

The middle-aged man in violet, on the other hand, was undoubtedly an ancient being who had likely lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Even Feylis, who herself had lived for over a hundred thousand years, also had to address this man respectfully.

While Feylis might seem unimaginably old to Sein, she was but a youngster compared to the truly ancient beings of the Astral Realm.

“Hehe, I had some business to handle in a nearby star domain but suddenly sensed that two of my family’s young ones were in danger, so I came to take a look. Then again, with the Magus Civilization’s strength, I’m confident they wouldn’t have been in mortal danger even if I hadn’t arrived in time,” the violet-clad man said with a smile.

The violet man and the other dragons in his family were already well aware that Tourmaline and her family, who had been living in a top-tier plane known as Magus World for some time, had gradually integrated into its society.

Even dragons, as proud and powerful as they were, could rarely thrive in the Astral Realm without aligning themselves with a powerful planar civilization.

After all, the Astral Realm remained a place of relentless danger, governed by cruel and competitive laws.

Absolute strength alone was not enough to guarantee unbridled freedom in such a vast and unforgiving realm.

While weaker beings might not feel it, overlords, including the man in violet, understood a supreme truth—under the Astral Realm’s laws of balance, even overlords were not absolutely invincible.

The middle-aged man had met the strongest existence in the Astral Realm.

As such, he understood that the Astral Realm was far more complex and dangerous than it appeared on the surface.

He was also a draconic creature who shared the closest blood ties with Tourmaline and Black Oblivion.

Dragons were innately greedy and lustful, though he inherited only the first but not the second trait. His pursuit of wealth was unmatched, even among any other dragons.

It was this relentless drive for riches that led him to form the Arriba Interstellar Chamber of Commerce.

Having navigated the currents of commerce and profit for countless years, the man in the violet outfit understood a crucial principle—never put all eggs in one basket.

His family’s deep connections extended not only to the Magus Civilization but also to another top-tier civilization known as the Celestial Domain.

Through the Arriba Interstellar Chamber of Commerce, he had established relationships with numerous large world civilizations and even a few top-tier civilizations over the years.

The Astral Realm was no stage for the Magus Civilization alone; it was a vast and vibrant expanse where countless civilizations strove for greatness.

Having witnessed so much, his temperament and mindset had evolved to reflect the vastness of his experiences.

In the presence of these Rank Six “youngsters” from the Magus World, the man in violet did not bother to deliberately project the arrogance or oppressive aura typical of an overlord.

In fact, if he withdrew his powerful aura entirely, many oblivious creatures could mistake him for an ordinary middle-aged man dressed in an unusually expensive outfit.

This was the demeanor of a true top-tier powerhouse in the Astral Realm.

Sometimes, true strength did not require ostentatious displays to assert itself.

His mere presence was akin to a star whose radiance others could not ignore!

Among the Magus World powerhouses, it was the white-bearded elder who first stepped forward to greet him respectfully.

Following his lead, other Rank Six figures, such as Feylis, also came forward to pay their respects.

Not everyone present knew the violet-clad man.

After all, overlords were exceedingly rare presence. Even some of the Magus World powerhouses who had attended multiple sessions of the Magus Alliance Conference had never met him before.

This made it clear that the man in violet was neither affiliated with the Magus Alliance nor the Magus World.

As the middle-aged man explained, his appearance here was purely incidental—he had sensed that two of his clan’s descendants were in danger and had rushed over to check on them.

While some of those present had no idea who this man was, the violet-clad figure seemed to recognize them.

One of them was Rank Six Amethyst Emperor, who was visibly flattered when the man addressed it directly.

“I heard that your father has achieved metamorphosis and advanced not long ago. Please pass on my congratulations to it. The Arriba Chamber of Commerce will be sending a gift over soon, and discuss renewing our trade agreements with your Amethyst World,” the man said with a smile.

The Amethyst Emperor, a formidable yellow-purplish geo elemental emperor, was the offspring of an overlord.

His father, already a renowned Rank Seven overlord within the Magus Alliance, had apparently ascended to an even higher state of being.

Hearing this revelation, Feylis and the others could not hide their shock and were momentarily stunned, as they had not been aware of such monumental news.

After exchanging a few more words with the Amethyst Emperor, who was not much of a conversationalist, the man in violet turned his gaze toward the flanks of the Magus Civilization Army.

A massive contingent of sea race legions had surged into Sandstorm World while the powerhouses were conversing, fighting alongside another formidable legion made up of devils and demons.

The sea races had fully mobilized. Even the towering Rank Four and above Sea Kings, whose sheer size and power were astonishing, charged forward in an overwhelming tide.

However, their true leader, who had the authority to command even the Sea Kings, did not join the fray.

With the arrival of such powerful support legions, the giant mermaid’s intervention was no longer necessary.

Of course, there was another reason White Stella remained behind.

Meeting the middle-aged man’s warm and familiar gaze, White Stella affectionately greeted, “Uncle!”

While Feylis and a few others already knew of White Stella and Tourmaline’s family, the rest of the Rank Four and Five Magus World powerhouses were staring at the middle-aged man and the giant mermaid.

They had just learned that they were directly related, and not only that, he was also White Stella’s paternal uncle!

Among the startled were Rank Five knights, Thunder and Oneille, who had just arrived to assist.