Volume One, Chapter 144: A Brief Period of Calm

The Well of Souls.

Uncertain how long he had been in slumber, Torekia’s consciousness gradually stirred from its deep sleep.

He opened his eyes, his form flickering, and when he reappeared, he was hovering above the Sea of Unconsciousness.

“It’s about time to learn more about the Cosmic Phantom Beasts,” Torekia murmured to himself, his mind filled with the hallucinations sparked by the Ganripo Bull Fist he had witnessed that day.

He sensed vaguely that the legendary Cosmic Phantom Beasts were likely supreme lifeforms residing in alternate dimensions.

Supreme lifeforms—no matter what, he could not resist such a colossal temptation.

“The last warriors of d60, are they in the Land of Light now?”

During his wanderings through the cosmos, Torekia had heard of the constellation Draco’s d60. The irony was bitter: the warriors who inherited the Cosmic Phantom Beast Fist had been utterly annihilated by the Magma Star people.

Mentioning the “Magma Star people” caused Torekia to furrow his brow, suddenly recalling Magna.

When he had previously restored his power, he had deliberately sensed that Bareru and the other two were alive but no longer in this universe.

He guessed that the spatial-temporal rift caused by that battle had swept them into another dimension.

Yet, given their strength, they should be able to return on their own, right?

Torekia stroked his chin, his fingertip lightly tracing the void before him.

A visible crack instantly tore open.

Within the rift, a brilliantly shining star pulsed with radiant light.

“Oh?” Torekia’s forward stride came to a forced halt, surprise breaking across his face as he whispered, “What’s this? Why has the light of the Land of Light grown so intense?”

In his memory, the glow of the Land of Light had always been gentle, never so wild and fierce.

The sensation was akin to standing within a kingdom.

Yet compared to a kingdom, the light of the Land of Light now was notably more stable.

“Looks like something extraordinary has happened here,” Torekia smiled wryly, finally resolving his hesitation, and stepped through the void.

…

Land of Light.

At this moment, the Ultra Arena was nearly packed to capacity.

Warriors of all ranks were eager to test their skills, empowered by the new plasma core.

Upon the magnetic energy disc, two slender figures fiercely clashed.

Both employed the most basic martial arts.

Yet one’s every move was like the roar of dragons and tigers, drawing astonished gasps from the Ultra Warriors watching below.

Soon, his opponent fell behind, ultimately pushed back several steps by a single punch.

“Well done!”

Cheers erupted from the crowd, applause relentless.

Zero rubbed his aching chest, straightened his posture, and chuckled, “Truly the heir of the Cosmic Phantom Beast Fist—impressive as expected.”

“No, no, no!” Regros quickly shook his head, humbly replying, “Zero, your cosmic martial arts are formidable. If we went all out, I wouldn’t stand a chance.”

That flattery landed perfectly with Zero, who laughed heartily, wiped the corner of his mouth, and leapt down from the magnetic disc.

Regros followed closely behind.

As they stepped down, Leo and the others gathered around, eager to praise the cosmic phantom beast fist.

Soon Regros grew sentimental: “I truly appreciate everyone’s support, but now I am the only heir left. I must work even harder to prevent the Cosmic Phantom Beast Fist from fading completely!”

He turned away, a trace of sorrow in his eyes, sighing, “When L77 and d60 stars were attacked by the Magma people, I was imprisoned by Absorute, wasting so much precious time!”

“I understand how you feel, Regros,” Astra stepped forward, saying, “I was also kidnapped by the Magma Star people once. Later, it was the Ultra King who rescued me.”

“But… there’s one thing different about me,” Regros suddenly said, “I was brought here from the past.”

“Eh?” Zero turned, baffled. “So you’re a parallel universe counterpart too?”

Since Tartarus appeared, Zero had become accustomed to the concept of parallel universe counterparts.

Yet Regros being one was still unexpected.

The others also showed surprise, especially Leo and Astra, whose eyes flickered with shock, anger, and disbelief.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Regros said casually, crossing his arms. “But that means I’m younger than all of you, with plenty of room to improve, hahaha!”

The Ultras were speechless.

“You’re asking for a beating, aren’t you!” Astra laughed, punching toward Regros.

“Ha! Bring it on!” Regros dodged easily, readying himself to spar with Astra.

“Still the same as always,” Leo shook his head with a smile. “Not changed one bit.”

Zero turned and approached Zeta, who had been silent, teasing, “How about it, Zeta? Why don’t you learn a move or two from them?”

Faced with the temptation to learn martial arts, Zeta shook his head seriously, “I’m afraid not, Master Zero. I need to return to Earth quickly to pick up Yao Hui.”

“Besides, the armory team is worried about me.”

“And...” Zeta hesitated, then continued, “I’ve received news that remnants of the Barosa people might be causing trouble.”

“Oh, really?” Zero’s expression instantly turned serious. “In that case, you should go.”

“Yes, sir!”

Zeta stood tall, nodded firmly, and turned to leave.

Thud, thud, thud—

Footsteps approached.

Zero withdrew his gaze and turned toward the approaching Ultra Warrior, immediately greeting, “It’s you, Jonias.”

“Hmm…” Jonias nodded as he reached Zero, then announced his purpose: “Now that all the Ultra Warriors have gathered, it’s time to formally establish the Ultra Alliance.”

At the mention of the “Ultra Alliance,” Zero’s expression hardened considerably.

“Indeed, it begins now. The Land of Light and this universe—we must protect them with all our might!”

At the same moment, deep within the underground caves of King Star, the Ultra Father, Ultra Mother, Captain Zoffy, and the Ultra King convened a board meeting.

“According to our analysis, it must be the great one Tartarus mentioned, leading the Absorute clan.”

“Moreover, the report says there is a tower within the kingdom that emits light identical in nature to the Difaretta beam.”

“Hmm…” The Ultra King nodded thoughtfully. “Based on your information, the Absorute species must possess the same power as us Ultras.”

“But,” the Ultra King’s voice hardened, “they have chosen a different path—one completely opposite to that of the Ultra Clan!”