Chapter 11: Within a Turn of the Hand (Subscribe Please)_2

The disturbance in time and space suddenly vanished.

A young man's figure emerged amongst the high-altitude congregation of powerful beings on either side.

The young man's sleeves fluttered as the Xuanhuang-colored force field descended; in just a mere moment, it suppressed the ultimate weapons of both the Prison Tribe and the Tuoba Ancient God.

"Who is that?"

The five powerful beings of the Prison Tribe instantly looked up at the young man, "It's the Galaxy Master."

"We're in trouble."

The five members of the Prison Tribe became tense.

Naturally, they were well aware of the Galaxy Master's battle records—killing the bearer of the ultimate weapon, Ming Che, and thereby positioning the Galaxy Master at the very pinnacle among the tens of thousands of eleventh-rank battlers.

"Galaxy Master?"

The four Insect Race Hives grimaced, as the human civilization was inherently hostile to the Insect Race, and the sudden arrival of the Galaxy Master was clearly indicative of his intent.