"He’s human..."

Camille looked at Faustus, then at the newcomer, and most of the wariness in her heart faded away.

Faustus, however, looked puzzled.

Human?

There were countless branches of humanity throughout the Endless Starsea. Who knew which branch this person belonged to?

The human expert spread out his mind power, sensing the features and aura of this world.

"So this is the ancestral homeland spoken of in the legends of my human race..."

The expert withdrew his mind power, and his gaze slowly fell withdrew his mind power, and his gaze slowly fell upon Faustus.

He sized him up for a moment. Then, a sharp gleam suddenly flashed through his eyes.

"This young man... is anything but simple!"

He was secretly astonished. "Even among the rising talents my Chaos Humans have poured vast resources into nurturing, there probably aren’t many who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him."

There was shock in his expression, but also a trace of gratification.

The ancestral homeland had fallen silent for endless ages, yet it could still give birth to such an astonishingly brilliant prodigy. That was truly no easy feat.

A warm smile appeared on his face.

"My name is Hyman. I am of the Chaos Humans, a T6 Oracle-grade."

He glanced at Camille, then fixed his gaze steadily on Faustus and slowly asked,

"You... should be the one in charge here, correct?"

Hyman was a T6 Oracle-grade.

With his rank, he could suppress his own aura at will and avoid rejection by the rules of this small world.

With that sweep of mind power just now, he had seen through every living being in this world.

Only the human expert before him possessed quasi-sage combat strength. Unless something unexpected had happened, this person was the ruler of the ancestral homeland.

A T6 Oracle-grade!

Faustus understood very well what that meant.

He and Camille exchanged a silent glance, both of them shaken to the core.

"Faustus of the human race greets Your Excellency."

Faustus saluted neither servilely nor arrogantly, his voice clear and steady.

"Camille, a war general under Faustus’s command, greets Your Excellency."

Camille lowered her head and gave a respectful salute.

Faustus was no longer the ignorant, reckless youth he had once been.

He knew exactly what weight the title of T6 Oracle-grade carried. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Above sage was Oracle-grade.

Oracle-grade was divided into nine tiers. Tiers One through Three were low-grade, Tiers Four through Six were mid-grade, and Tiers Seven through Nine were high-grade.

Among them, T9 Oracle-grade basically only existed in ancient records. Everyone had heard of them, but no one had ever seen one.

Therefore, T8 Oracle-grade represented the peak combat power of the current Endless Starsea.

And even T8 Oracle-grade experts were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Under most circumstances, a T7 Oracle-grade was already enough to be the leader of a major faction.

A T6 Oracle-grade, meanwhile, was the backbone and main force of any great power, enjoying an incredibly exalted status.

Just like that emissary Angel from Gold-Grade Mountain. He alone had been enough to make countless factions lower their heads.

And now, the emissary sent by the Chaos Humans was actually also a T6 Oracle-grade!

Hyman nodded slightly, the corners of his lips lifting into a faint smile.

"Faustus... not a bad name."

"My Chaos Humans originally walked out from this ancestral homeland. Our ancestor has always been deeply concerned about this place, so he specially sent me here to make a trip and see with my own eyes what the ancestral homeland looks like now."

There was a hint of emotion in Hyman’s tone. "From what I see, divine power has begun to surge through this land once more. Given enough time, it will surely regain the resplendent glory it possessed in the ancient era."

Faustus and Camille remained silent. Neither of them replied.

"Faustus."

Hyman suddenly changed the topic. "Do you know where my Chaos Humans are now?"

"I do not."

Faustus shook his head.

"Hahaha..."

Hyman burst into laughter. "The Chaos Humans are currently in the Chaosverse, which neighbors the Myriad-Star Cosmos where you are now!"

Hiss—!

Faustus’s brows furrowed tightly.

A different universe!

"They’re actually... in another universe."

He murmured, looking somewhat dazed for a moment.

Seeing the stunned expression on this human junior’s face, Hyman immediately smiled.

"My human race once settled in the Myriad-Star Cosmos as well. Later, however, we formed a feud with a major power, so we traveled far away to the Chaosverse and forcefully carved out a foundation for ourselves there."

"A very, very long time ago, our entire race had already migrated over."

"So that’s how it is."

Faustus came to a realization.

The Chaos Humans had once survived in the Myriad-Star Cosmos as well. After falling out with some faction, they had simply sought another path in a different universe. Now, the entire race had taken root over there.

"So,"

Hyman looked at him meaningfully and said slowly, "in the end, this ancestral homeland must still be handed over to you to manage."

"The ancestor places great importance on this place. If you can develop this land properly, the ancestor will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"May I ask... what rank has the ancestor reached?"

Faustus suddenly asked.

"T8 Oracle-grade."

Hyman smiled faintly.

Buzz—!

It was as if a thunderclap exploded inside Faustus’s mind.

T8 Oracle-grade...

That was practically an existence standing at the very peak of this world.

If T9 Oracle-grade experts did not reveal themselves, then T8 was invincible.

The ancestor of the Chaos Humans was actually a T8 Oracle-grade. Truly terrifying beyond measure.

"According to the customs of my Chaos Humans, since this is our first meeting..."

Hyman extended his hand. In his palm, a palm-sized clump of soil appeared out of thin air.

"I should at least prepare a greeting gift for you."

"This is Chaos Black Soil. It is extremely rare, the kind of thing one can only encounter by chance and never seek by force."

He handed the treasure forward, his tone so casual that it was as if he were passing over a stone picked up by the roadside.

"This item can barely be considered presentable. From what I see, you seem to be in the process of constructing your Divine Domain. It should be useful to you. Take it."

Faustus’s eyes lit up. Especially when he heard that it would be extremely useful for constructing his Divine Domain, he quickly reached out and accepted it.

"I was just lacking a Divine Foundation for constructing my Divine Domain. I didn’t expect this surprise to come so suddenly."

"With this Chaos Black Soil, the Chaos Samsara Rank can truly reach perfection."

He held that unremarkable black clump of soil in his hand, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.

His own foundation had long since been seen through completely by this human expert.

But that made sense. For a T6 Oracle-grade to see through his true condition was as simple as drinking water.

Precisely because of that, Hyman had taken out the thing Faustus needed most at this moment.

As expected of a senior of the human race. This thoughtfulness was truly considerate.

Hyman naturally noticed Faustus’s excitement and nodded with a smile.

To ordinary people, this thing was indeed a priceless treasure that could only be encountered by chance.

But it also depended on who was looking at it.

In the eyes of a T6 Oracle-grade, the greatest value of this treasure probably did not lie in its use, but in its collectability.

"You are a swordsman?"

Hyman suddenly turned his head and looked at Camille.

Camille froze for a moment. After coming back to her senses, she hurriedly replied,

"Yes, Your Excellency. This junior has always walked with the sword as my companion."

"The path you’re taking is quite interesting."

A trace of appreciation flashed through Hyman’s eyes.

"Faintly, it even carries a bit of the shadow of the Sword God of my Chaos Humans."

He paused, then smiled and said, "What a coincidence. The path I mainly cultivate is also the Dao of the Sword. Today, I shall pass the sword arts of my Chaos Humans on to you."

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

Camille’s entire body trembled, and even her voice quivered slightly.

The path she walked was completely different from the traditional paths to sainthood in the Myriad-Star Cosmos. She had explored it all by herself, feeling her way forward step by step, falling into countless pits and taking countless detours along the way.

Even now, despite already having the ability to attempt a breakthrough into divine-grade, she still did not dare to take that step.

She was afraid that once her path took shape, it would be too late to turn back in the future.

And Hyman was a T6 Oracle-grade who primarily cultivated the Dao of the Sword, an existence standing at the peak of the Endless Starsea.

To receive guidance from such a powerful expert was, to Camille, no less than a gift from fate itself.

This was not merely the passing down of teachings.

It was a smooth road leading straight toward the summit.