Chapter 3619: CalamityEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Senior, is that you?"

The Star Clan youth had been waiting in the market district since early morning. He had not seen Fang Heng until now, and when he finally saw Fang Heng approaching, wearing a hat, he was still somewhat unsure.

"No, it’s my friend. He participated in the preliminary round of the Martial Apex Tournament and couldn’t make it, so I came to fulfill the promise on his behalf. Don’t worry, I’m even more suitable to help you than he is," Fang Heng said, glancing at the three people beside the Star Clan youth.

Oh?

It seemed that the youth from the Star Clan had more than one helper this time.

From the aura, Fang Heng could tell that all three were quite strong.

The three martial artists also cast glances toward Fang Heng, seemingly wanting to confirm his identity.

"I see, thank you, senior, for stepping in to help."

The youth sighed inwardly upon hearing that the person he had first approached was unwilling to come.

After all, that person had entered the preliminary round of the Martial Apex Tournament and must be extremely strong.

This Fang Heng would certainly be slightly weaker.

There was nothing that could be done.

At this point, he could only take things step by step.

"In that case, thank you, senior."

The youth clasped his fists in respect toward Fang Heng, then looked at the others, "Everyone’s here now. We should depart."

"Mm, lead the way."

The Star Clan youth led Fang Heng to a teleportation temple tucked in a corner of the city.

Fang Heng asked, "I haven’t asked your name yet."

"Enoch," the youth replied.

"My name is Enoch. Seniors, here’s the situation. Tonight, our clan will initiate the Star Rift fission. My grandfather used astrology and got some unfavorable results. He believes we will encounter a calamity that may concern the life and death of our Star Clan."

Life-and-death crisis?

Fang Heng remained expressionless.

"Little brother, don’t worry. We are all top experts who have participated in the Martial Apex Tournament. This is Charles, who successfully advanced to the preliminary round. Since we are all here, it means your Star Clan’s fate is not doomed."

A sturdy-looking alien gestured toward the woman beside him and nodded, "Explain in detail, how can we help you?"

"My grandfather’s astrology is limited. He couldn’t find the exact cause," Enoch said with a troubled look, continuing, "But we suspect this calamity may be related to the Star Rift fission."

Fang Heng asked, "What is the Star Rift fission?"

"Every few hundred years or so, a special combination of stars appears in the universe where our clan resides. This combination causes a high-intensity star energy to shine, which we call the Star Rift fission."

"During the Star Rift fission, our clan channels the Star Rift’s energy through the ancestral temple, allowing clan members to refine their bodies using the power generated during this abnormal period."

"However, the Star Rift fission is not completely safe. Occasionally, anomalies appear, and there is a small chance that rifts open, from which monsters have once emerged."

"Therefore, we suspect this calamity may be related to the Star Rift fission."

Fang Heng had never heard of the Star Rift fission. Listening to Enoch’s explanation, he became somewhat interested in the so-called star energy.

Could this stuff refine the body?

Would it work for him as well?

Charles frowned slightly, asking, "As far as I know, conclusions from astrology are not always correct. Especially, predictions can easily have errors. Are you so certain this premonition will come true?"

"I, of course, also hope the premonition is wrong," Enoch shook his head slightly and forced a smile, "The best outcome would naturally be a false alarm."

...

Five hours later, they passed through the teleportation passage and entered the main city where the Star Clan resided.

"Oh? It’s so lively?"

The capital of the Star Clan was filled with a festive atmosphere, with decorations everywhere.

At the center of the square, an altar constructed from star sand slowly rotated, emitting a soft silver glow. Star Clan members surrounded it, holding magical weapons made from star stones, chanting hymns.

The Star Clan youth played in small groups around the square. Sparks of starlight jumped around the star fountain, and under the youth’s mental strength, the scattered starlight condensed into various patterns, drawing bursts of laughter and exclamations from their companions.

"A celebration... the atmosphere seems pretty good..."

Brian, a big man, entered the Star Clan territory for the first time. He looked around curiously and said, "Hey, Enoch, are you sure your clan is facing a great calamity? From how your people act, it doesn’t seem like they’re preparing for one."

"Every time the Star Rift fission occurs, it coincides with a clan celebration. The patriarch didn’t believe my grandfather’s premonition this time," Enoch explained. "Also, the Star Clan has connections with various aliens, and they are always invited to participate during the Star Rift fission."

Enoch felt helpless.

Even though his grandfather predicted the calamity in advance, very few people were willing to believe it.

After hearing of it, the patriarch only announced stricter precautions during the Star Rift fission.

As Enoch spoke, he suddenly stopped and looked toward several clan members walking toward them.

"Elder Aiding."

"Mm, Enoch, you’re back."

Elder Aiding nodded lightly, then looked at Fang Heng and the others behind Enoch, "Who are these?"

Enoch nodded, "Elder, these are the friends I invited. If trouble occurs during the Star Rift fission, they will step in to help us..."

"Enough! Enoch! Stop speaking nonsense!"

A young man beside the elder stepped forward half a step, scolding, "The patriarch already said it. Your grandfather’s astrology prediction was wrong. The patriarch recalculated several times and found no anomalies. Are you saying everyone else is wrong?!"

Fang Heng frowned.

Strange.

In theory, if the casters’ strength was similar and the information accurate, even if the conclusion was uncertain, the results should not differ too much.

The Star Clan was extremely skilled in astrology, likely at God-level or near God-level. The predicted results should not have differed significantly.

"All right, everyone, quiet down a bit."

Elder Aiding pushed the young man aside, nodded to Fang Heng and the others, "Sorry for the embarrassment. There are many guests during the Star Rift fission, and I could not greet everyone properly. Please feel free to make yourselves comfortable."

Enoch watched the elder leave with the others, quietly sighing.

"Seniors, the Star Rift fission will officially begin in five hours. I will take you to the square."

"Good."

Brian shrugged, slightly displeased with Elder Aiding’s attitude.

But it didn’t matter.

Those who participated in the Martial Apex Tournament were all top-tier.

Even one of the three standing there could easily wipe out the Star Clan.

A calamity?

Was it really that impressive?

Compared to that, they were more curious about Fang Heng.

A tall, thin martial artist looked at Fang Heng, "Brother, what’s your name?"

"Fang Heng," Fang Heng said calmly. "I am not a participant in this Martial Apex Tournament. I came to watch with my friend. I know some astrology, and he asked me to come help."

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