Maveth scanned his surroundings, his gaze sweeping across each and every living being before settling on an unfamiliar man. He said nonchalantly, “This person’s name is unknown. I have no idea where he came from. He looks like a pushover.”

“He’s the one, then.”

“Attack together.”

After confirming their target, Maveth and the other prominent figures acted quickly.

The man who was being targeted seemed to be about twenty years old. He was wearing a grey robe and had an average appearance. He seemed to sense something. Before he realized what was happening, several powerful individuals had already rushed toward him.

His expression changed.

This man was not a typical cultivator.

He was from a powerful world in the universe, called the Stellar Realm.

He was a Stellarfolk, and he wielded the power of the endless starry sky.

Originally, he was watching the fray in amusement from the shadows. He did not anticipate that he would already be in peril.

In an instant, an extremely pow