Outside the Starry Sea.
Powerful forces intertwine, each one at the Overlord Level.
The energies of these Overlords entangle with each other, forming a web akin to that of spider silk.
At this moment, the Overlords are conversing through their minds.
"The Starry Sea has arrived; who among you is willing to venture into it first to unravel its mysteries?"
"Doomsday Dominator, don't think of hoodwinking us. Those who enter the Starry Sea first will face the tactics of the Hall of the Nameless. Without the Nameless Master present, the Hall of the Nameless still exists. To enter rashly is to succumb to its traps."
"All your whining. Are you going in or not? The Nameless Master must not be resurrected. By delaying, we only hasten our own demise."
"Such a bunch of wastes. The Nameless Master hasn't been resurrected yet, and you're already intimidated by the Hall of the Nameless. After being worn down by us for so many years, do you really think it still has any tricks left?"
