"Hahaha, as expected of my future plans, quite perfect."

Elis laughed heartily, feeling her future was indeed promising!

Even though she had been briefly set back by the Holy Master, losing face, her future self would slowly mature.

Marvel at her future schemes and calculations, how terrifying they are?

Even Atabia was driven to tears by her!

She stole 3% of his matter, leaving him no choice but to return crying.

She framed Nokron to take the blame.

Only one Emperor remains untouched by her.

She even pretended to cooperate with the Light Ancient God, but in reality, she plans to devour and destroy him... kill the Universe’s greatest father figure, and by doing so, become a pseudo-Renaissance Man, halfway there.

Because life and matter perfectly align, they have the potential to merge!

This plan is seamlessly interconnected.

"Very well, it also aligns with the mythologies in history."

Elis touched her chin:

"The father is matter, birthing life... and the Life Goddess Elis, chooses the father to devour, merging life with matter, ushering in a new era."

She feels it is destiny.

Destiny compels her to patricide, to kill the Universe’s greatest father, and step by step ascend to the Supreme Divine Position of the cosmos.

In the days to follow.

Elis secretly cultivated her powers, she mastered life itself. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The Outer Domain Celestial Demon is also life.

In secret, she plays the insider, aiding those Outer Domain Celestial Demons, hiding their identities, blending into the earth of her Celestial Realm, as if a fish in water.

Soon, Outer Domain Celestial Demons from both sides engaged in mutual theft, leading to the flow of matter, with trade imports and exports expanding annually.

However, with Elis’s covert assistance, the matter in the Celestial Realm shrank rapidly, within just ten years in the Upper Realm, 18 million years in the Lower Realm, the matter in the Celestial Realm had already decreased by 0.5%.

It seems small, but this is already a substantial trade deficit!

After all, within just a century, wouldn’t the Celestial Bridgehead be soon breached, the city destroyed??

If the cosmic frontline collapses, wouldn’t the homeland in the rear be subject to plunder? National destruction imminent?

Yet, of course, Elis’s frenzied actions did not raise suspicion.

Because not only is life perfectly suited to be an insider, space is also ideal; a trade logistics line, recklessly selling the country off, and the loss wouldn’t be small, matter being used as an insider is even more terrifying.

Solar Calendar Year 20028.

The levels of the Outer Domain Celestial Demons from both sides have balanced, but the stolen matter remains significantly reduced.

"At this rate, the Celestial Realm might be gone!"

"The damned Saint is selling out, betraying our cosmos, this is the Saint’s Theft!"

"As long as the Saint lives, the thievery won’t stop!"

"Kill the Saint, defend the cosmos!"

Voices erupted one after another.

The lofty Saints, selling out the nation, this delivered a heavy blow to the army below, undermining their zeal to defend the country.

Of course, there were also rational voices explaining:

"There’s a traitor among the Saints, but the other Saints are furious too, trying to find that person, because if the cosmos is destroyed, the other Saints will suffer too!"

"Disguised as Nokron, this Saint is a real power-wielding Saint in the cosmos, truly managing all the material flow in the current universe."

"It’s not a disguise, my take is, it’s the thief shouting to catch the thief!"

"You’re full of it!"

"You’re courting death!"

"Damn it, the 01 Universe, which Saint is secretly ruling over it?"

The morale of the Era Army was shaken.

Everyone was in chaos, the era of mutual accusations arose again, stars shone brightly, and it was once more an era of debates about how the weak are undeserving of family.

A group of online analysis emperors were wildly analyzing, attempting to identify the werewolf in question.

Solar Calendar Year 20036.

Cosmic matter reduced by another 0.5%, the Outer Domain Celestial Demons on their side invaded in masses but couldn’t reclaim the quantity stolen by the opposing side.

Pessimism spread even further.

And just at this moment, another scandal broke out in the cosmos’ Celestial Realm.

"Our Celestial Realm’s exchange students, the Outer Domain Celestial Demons, have betrayed the nation? Idolizing foreign things, upon returning holding high positions, yet acting as insiders for the enemy cosmos?"

"Hahaha, our spies sent out became spies returned by the other side! They’re scared to death, these cowards, upon being discovered for who they are, chose to surrender, becoming the enemy’s dogs to preserve their lives."

"It’s all falling apart, everything is collapsing, that batch of students, if even just a few batches of Outer Domain Celestial Demons are exposed, our recent Outer Domain Celestial Demons descending in the enemy cosmos are done for!"

As expected.

Solar Calendar Year 20038.

A large number of heavily disguised Outer Domain Celestial Demons in 01 Universes were all purged, with the death rate for those waves of invaders reaching 94%.

Those generations of Outer Domain Celestial Demons entered the multi-dimensional universe battlefield, descended into other universes, and failed to reclaim matter, leading to even greater losses.

The flow of matter only outward, no recovery.

In one fell swoop, they lost another 1.5% of cosmic matter.

Henceforth.

The matter in the Celestial Realm had reduced by 2.5%.

Fist Universe already held a frightening 5.5% of the matter quantity, not far from the 7.5% of the Celestial Bridgehead.

"This... is going to end!"

"At this rate, the battle lines in the Celestial Realm will collapse."

"The front line of our Empire defending All Heavens and Myriads of Realms has collapsed, the enemy is at the door, the next step is our current universe."

"Don’t be deceived by the vastness of matter in the present universe, if an attack comes, I’m afraid we won’t be able to contain the enemy, like a fat sheep unable to resist."

"Indeed, it’s despairing! If the frontline is lost, the enemy could possibly devour 87% of present matter frantically, leading to our downfall, allowing the Future Universe dubbed five thousand years hence to become the present... and we will become shadows in history five thousand years in the past, dying in history."

The Ten Thousand Races were shocked, the entire Celestial Realm was shaken, such matters dealt a severe blow to confidence.

How could they win?

History glorifies the victors, they would all become dust in history, figures in history books five thousand years hence!

And the enemy’s universe five thousand years from now will become the present.

Some even proposed:

"We cannot wait any longer, we must request the Saints to intervene, let the Saint of Time traverse to another unknown future, five thousand years hence, to acquire advanced technology to resist the enemy... even if there’s a chance of error, creating another second multi-universe, it’s better than slow death."

This sentiment gradually grew.

"Request the Saints to intervene!"

"Request the Saints to intervene!"

Many people ardently petitioned for the Saints to intervene, to traverse a new future to gain technologies, in order to save the critical predicament of this universe.

Can’t wait for the Celestial Realm to be completely siphoned!

This, at least, is a possibility to create a miracle.

In times of crisis, things only got worse, leaving even the high Saints silent for a moment.

"What about Atabia?" the Emperor inquired.

"He secretly returned to the current world’s rear to replenish his 3% matter map," Nokron slowly replied.

The present world’s 87%, with him returning to reclaim 3%, it’s obviously to refill reserves, even if he’s not in a rush to traverse, he’s preparing to have the option to traverse at any moment.

But if he loses that 3% matter again, creating a new universe is simply weakening himself, creating a new enemy, quite a costly venture.

"No, I have a new plan."

At this moment, Atabia returned.

Evidently, this person with plans that are out of the ordinary, seemingly had a countermeasure once again.