1123 Plot 1

Ever since the Scarlet Snow Sect forced Chinande and the rest to retreat, its reputation swiftly spread from neighboring star regions to further territories. The Scarlet Snow Sect went from an inconspicuous little sect to a Scarlet Snow Alliance major sect with Level Eight and Level Nine experts dominating the entirety of more than twenty neighboring solar systems, forming an enormous energy force that could not be overlooked.

Yet, Garen's name was suppressed by the Two-faced Person.

As an Energy Machinist that was recently promoted to the new Holy Lord, the Two-faced Person received grand and massive congratulations the moment he returned. The experts of the three major organizations had prepared the grand ceremony in his honor. The expert elders of his sect had organized an enormous celebration.

Within this short time frame, at the same time the competition was announced, the Two-faced Person had completely solidified his new position in the sect. He managed to secure the reins of the likes of Bone Metal Sect, eliminating dissidents immediately and resolutely, as well as promoting those who accorded absolute conformity.

Garen, on the other hand, continued gathering the various materials sent by the guardians of all sects. He placed his focus on practicing the Tempered Body Technique.

The big number of various materials amassed had enhanced the Nine-Level Tempered Body Technique to Level Seven. The final two materials required a high level of physical fitness. These sorts of materials were difficult to find, he could only play the waiting game. However, his vitality heightened by 28 points, bring his total vitality at 78 points. Garen wasn't sure himself how much stronger he had become, as there was nothing around for him to test the limit. The strengthening of his body has reached to a terrifying stage where there seemed to be some sort of unique change after his vitality surpassed the 70 points mark, although it was increased by using the Tempered Body Technique to cover foreign objects.

The movement of the Scarlet Snow Alliance seemed to have triggered friction between sects. Seeing that the Federation of Energy Machinists was unable to attend, a few of the medium and small sized sects began to jostle at one another.

For a moment, there was a foul atmosphere surrounding the entire alliance. The Federation of Energy Machinists showed no signs of dabbing in.

Under such peculiar circumstances, the competition of the Energy Machinists, highly anticipated by the entire world, had finally begun.

*****

The City of Nagadako

On the surface of the entirely-red planet, white and blue fireworks were blasted all around. The fireworks oscillated in ripples of waves, blossoming a few layers of charm.

Around Planet Naga was the unparalleled dark space storm of the Negative Space. Eight silvery-white metal pipelines peeked through the storm, pointing towards Planet Naga. 

The crowds in various outfits surged through each of the silvery-white pipelines. These groups of people were attended to by passing ships, headed towards Planet Naga,

"It is currently an uncommon phase, please forgive us as Planet Naga is going through a large-scale system upgrade. Hence, the surrounding space passageways are used as leaping points, instead of directly leaping onto the soil of Planet Naga. Please bear with us for any inconvenience caused."

A man in red, emitting a bright red glow, was suspended in the air, attracting the attention of many. His clear, crispy voice was transmitted in all of the gateways so that everyone could obtain the message.

"To all guests and participants, please do not leave the regulated navigation range, or we shall not bear the consequences for any casualties caused."

The man dressed in red calmly called out.

"It's only a competition, what's the need for there to be a nervous wreck?" A group of women dressed in white walked out of one of the pipelines. One of the women exclaimed in disdain. "We are forces at the Imperial Star level! Even if we were to go off course, what can he do about it?"

"Why don't you try it then," Another woman, who appeared to be the lead, dully remarked.

"I shall then!"

The earlier woman immediately saw red and flicked her finger.

With a swoosh, a dot of white light shot above the sun. The white light flew higher and higher. From afar, it resembled a white mechanic bird.

The white bird flew out of the tunnel's safety range, yet it did not experience any abnormality. 

"Return, White Phoenix," The woman glared at the other woman provokingly. She extended her arm to catch the landing white bird.

Boom!

And it was at this time that the mechanic white bird exploded, burning all mechanical parts to complete oblivion.

"Let's go. Stop causing a scene," The leading woman commented, taking the rest out of the pipeline and heading toward the incoming spaceship. Only the woman who released the white bird was left sulking.

"Solomon of the Star Cloud!" She viciously glared at the man in red hanging high in the sky, "Humph!" She seemed to have placed the blame on him.

"Welcome, all representatives of Imperial Star region leaders," A polite smile was flashed on the robotic face of the man in red suspended in midair.

The eight pipelines immediately radiated three bursts of white light soaring upward. Each white light shrouded the entering teams. These were the representatives of the nine Imperial Star level forces of the Human Alliances. Each Imperial Star was one Regent Level. They were nine of the human race's strongest existences and the nine biggest forces against the Finite people. They each governed vast territories and were situated quite a distance away from the Energy Machinists' star region. To have arranged a representative to come over, it was a display of an attitude. An attitude of respect.

Swoosh!

In one of the passageways, one team was holding flower baskets. A beautiful team dressed in fluttering white flew out with grace. This team was made entirely of males. Their bodies were lean and tall, strutting a shoulder-length long hair and having lush-red, vertical scars between their brows. They were fashioned with celestial-resembling outfits from ancient mythology, yet it was obvious they were men, yielding a peculiar vibe. 

Still, it was their team ability that stood out. The most inferior of them was at the very least at a Non-falling Level. They were impenetrably strong. They were like a deep abyss, carrying an obscure aura.

"Welcome all from the Horn Scale Sect," Solomon in the sky hosted the welcome. They were also an Imperial Star level force.

"The pleasure's mine, junior Solomon," A man who headed the team, with skin as white as jade and a face more delicate than a woman's, gently answered. His pair of slanting eyes glistened with a light silver glow, giving out a sense of radiance and mysteriousness.

"This time, it's Senior Noddy personally leading the team. Please move to the spaceship," Solomon responded with a tone of respect.

The gentleman nodded and brought his team of juniors at a seemingly slow but realistically swift pace to the receiving entrance of the spaceship.

Their group attracted the attention of surrounding people, but the majority of them were locked on their appearance. These men had feminine looks. If one took no notice of their Adam's apple and chest, then their gender wouldn't be identified. instead, they would give a sense of androgyny.

"A bunch of queer shemales!" Out came two men in large builds exiting another passage afar. One of them spat and scraped the ground with his boot in disdain.

"The Horn Scale Sect has always been so. They transform to fight faster than anyone, get used to it," The other man was wearing sunglasses. His light bulb of a head was a socket with a few blue aerials plugged in. He seemed to have failed in his body alteration.

"The nine major forces seems to have reached at the same time. We are all well-coordinated."

"We just don't see eye to eye, tsk!"

The duo swiftly walked toward a spaceship that came individually to pick them up.

Right behind them were a few individuals. Another group of people glistened in the white light and walked out of the passageway.

In the lead was a person in a white robe and golden helmet. Following closely behind him were the disciples in white. There was over ten of them, with a mixture of men and women, young and old.

"They're from the Scarlet Snow Alliance, huh?" The moment this group of people appeared, chatters could be heard from the crowd from the front and back.

"Experts who dare challenge the alliance rules head-on!"

"Let's see how the alliance is going to handle this!"

The small sect at the front instantly stood with wariness. Under the guidance of an elder, they stepped aside to give way, letting the people from the Scarlet Snow to leave first.

Garen lifted his head to watch the pitch-dark space. There was a red light straight far ahead. That was the shimmer released by Solomon of the Star Cloud to welcome all incoming guests. This layer of light was enough to protect all who were directly exposed to the space environment, and it forged a protective screen to isolate the invasion of the low temperatures and vacuums.

"So this is Planet Naga? How beautiful..." In the team, the white-haired Hong Guo and White Night were filled with curiosity. They had never seen Planet Naga in its whole. No matter how mature they were, they were still at a young age; seeing such a magnificent view naturally stumped them.

Apart from them, another who had yet to witness its beauty was Prism Light.

Prism Light was a mysterious person. He was not old, but he was one who was difficult to read. He was listed as the fifteenth among the Three Hearted. Garen sensed that he had huge potential, so he brought him along to broaden his horizon. In order to expand the Scarlet Snow Sect to glory, it was eminent to nurture the younger generations.

And Hong Guo, White Night and Prism Light were the geniuses selected by the Scarlet Snow Sect.

The rest that came with were, firstly, Alice that ranked first in the Three Hearted, followed by the three Ice Demon Generals, Ice-Ocean, Ice-Grand, and Ice-Crack, and finally Mandi, the expert in creating machinery imprints. The remainders were purely regular disciples in charge of daily trivialities.

"The Planet could be accessed directly through the leaping point at the volcano before this. Now, it seems we're caught in a tense situation."

Garen lowered his voice.

"Let's go."

Those from the Scarlet Snow Sect quickly entered the incoming spaceship. Once they entered, the spaceship displayed the names of all various sects within, and the name of the Scarlet Snow Sect was displayed in most prominence.

However, compared to the major sects at an Imperial Star level force that occupied an entire ship at the front, the Scarlet Snow Sect wasn't that appealing. No matter how ravaging they were, it was not a region of an Energy Machinist. His reputation wasn't at the stage of threatening other major forces.