Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1101, Division of Territory

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

In that prevailing silence, many second-tier and third-tier Forces gradually came to understand the entity known as the Demon Court.

Or rather, this enigmatic Force, located in a remote corner of a galaxy, had finally begun to lift up its veil of mystery.

The Milky Way Galaxy was the home to this mysterious Force, who called themselves the Demon Court. Their ruler had once laid a Grand Formation using thousands of stars, summoning boundless Elements to converge upon a single point.

Today, amidst the surging Elemental Tides of the Solar Systems, one could faintly discern a vast vortex swirling quietly.

A little while back, the Void Emperor led an army in a sudden assault on the Demon Court.

No one had witnessed that earth-shattering battle firsthand.

However, the fact that the Demon Court emerged unscathed despite the Void Emperor’s invasion spoke volumes of its terrifying might.

Rumors even claimed that the Demon Court’s ruler had severely wounded the Void Emperor.

Previously, such claims might have seemed incomprehensible to most. However, after witnessing the devastation wrought upon Lumina Sanctis in the battle between the Angel Clan and the Void, it became abundantly clear just what it meant for the Demon Court to have emerged from such an invasion unscathed.

It meant fear, a terror beyond comprehension.

the Demon Court’s unfathomable strength and profound heritage had forged its current reputation.

Some even speculated that the Demon Court was, in truth, the number one Force in the Western Sector.

And today, as countless gazes turned toward the golden-scaled Sarcosuchus reclining upon the Second Throne, flickers of astonishment filled their eyes.

The Holy Light Conference was presided over by the Angel Clan, naturally securing them the primary seat.

However, an otherwise inconspicuous Demon Court had sent forth a mere representative, who now sat unchallenged upon the Second Throne.

“Uh…” A silence fell over the crowd, many unable to suppress their shock.

…

Meanwhile, in the Milky Way Galaxy, within the Demon Court’s Demon Palace…

Ling Er, the Empress, was sitting upon the throne.

Below her, a host of formidable figures stood in solemn silence—Nine Tails, Brewmaster, Little Tenth, and more.

“The Sarcosuchus has already departed for the City of Angels to attend the Holy Light Conference, correct?”

“En.” Nodding her affirmation, Nine Tails took a step forward and remarked, chuckling, “This time, the Holy Light Conference will certainly be interesting.”

“Oh? How so?” Asked Ling Er, her voice carrying a faint trace of curiosity.

Diplomatic affairs had always been Nine Tails’ domain. She seldom intervened in it.

“Based on the subtle hints dropped by the envoy sent by the Angel Clan, this Holy Light Conference presents a rare opportunity for us five to carve up the Western Sector. If my guess is correct, the Angel Clan intends to use this conference to formally divide the entire Western Sector…”

As they listened in silence, the gathered figures could not help but narrow their eyes slightly.

After a brief pause, Golden Monkey stepped forward and inquired, “So, does that mean the terms have already been settled?”

“Indeed.” Nine Tails nodded before stating frankly, “This time, the Angel Star Domain has offered us a deal we cannot refuse.”

As she spoke, a beam of red light shot out from her eyes.

Then, before everyone’s gaze, it transformed into an expansive Star Map.

This was none other than the Demon Court’s exploration map of the Western Sector.

The Sector was vast beyond imagination.

At present, neither the Demon Court nor any other Major Forces had explored even one percent of it.

Nonetheless, the number of galaxies discovered was as numerous as the stars themselves.

As they gazed upon the map, one after another, thousands of galaxies shimmered brilliantly.

And among them, there were no fewer than hundreds of galaxies that bore the legacy of civilizations and the inheritance of various races.

“According to the Angel Clan’s proposal, everything east of our Milky Way will be under our jurisdiction.”

As she spoke, Nine Tails traced a boundary across the star map, outlining the vast expanse east of the Demon Court’s current domain.

It was massive, enormously so.

Even the Kadar Star Domain was included.

Within this vast territory, there were more than eighty galaxies rich in life and heritage.

Seeing this, many figures could not help but draw a sharp breath.

After all, it was quite a vast territory.

For reference, the ruling Force of the Eastern Sector, the Dragon Clan, controlled only six major galaxies.

Of course, these six were undoubtedly the Dragon Clan’s core territories, not counting their subsidiary galaxies.

If those were included, the Dragon Clan’s total dominion likely numbered in the hundreds of galaxies.

And now, the Angel Clan was offering the Demon Court a territory of such vast scale?

If the Demon Court could successfully consolidate control over this entire domain, they might ascend overnight to become a galactic Force on par with the Dragon Clan.

Doubt and speculation filled the air as many figures exchanged uncertain glances.

However, at that moment, as Golden Monkey stared at the vast expanse outlined by Nine Tails, a thought struck him, prompting him to ask, “There must be many conditions attached to this deal, right?”

“Naturally.” Nodding, Nine Tails’ expression turned solemn and her voice serious as she clarified, “The land has been granted… but whether we can actually hold onto it is up to us.”

“Within our assigned territory alone, there are no fewer than 10 second-tier Forces, such as the Beast Clan, Centaurs, and many other Forces under our jurisdiction. And it’s obvious they won’t just obediently submit to us. So rather than saying the Angel Clan ‘allocated’ territory to us… it’s more accurate to say they divided the Western Sector into five zones, leaving each of the five Major Forces to swallow up their assigned region without interference from one another.”

As she continued speaking, Nine Tails could not help but feel a hint of admiration. [What a cunning move by the Angel Clan!?]

Others might not realize it, but could the Demon Court truly remain oblivious?

The Angel Clan’s Imperial Artifact, the Sixteen Holy Wings, had been lost, plunging their entire race into an unprecedented crisis. In response, they organized the Holy Light Conference, redirecting the focus of all Major Forces toward territorial expansion.

And of course, the four top Forces capable of threatening the Angel Clan—The Elemental Clan, the Titan Clan, the Demon Court, and the First Tower of the World—were all more than willing to participate.

As these four Major Forces began swallowing smaller Forces and expanding their domains, the Angel Clan would have the time and stability needed to search for their lost Imperial Artifact without fearing an attack.

After all, the first condition of this territorial division was that none of the five Major Forces could wage war against each other.

Each Force could only develop within their allotted domain, steadily expanding their influence.

And if the four Major Forces could not move against the Angel Clan, what other Force in the Western Sector could possibly threaten them?

In other words, this was a brilliant strategy for the Angel Clan to secure their survival.

Not only did it shield them from immediate threats, but it also allowed them to consume second and third-tier Forces, further strengthening themselves. As for whether those weaker Forces had been consulted about this arrangement?

Was there even a need to ask?

Under the vast expanse of the Starry Sky, strength was the only law that mattered. And now that the five top Forces were acting in unison, who in the entire Western Sector could possibly stand against them?