"So this is that point in time."
The moment Ribut delivered the report, Yuzhou immediately understood where—and when—he was.
This was the opening chapter of Ultra Galaxy Fight 2—the moment when Ultraman Max was forcibly Beastified.
To be precise, this period lay after Ultraman Legend yet before Ultra Galaxy Fight 1.
One detail, however, bothered Yuzhou slightly.
At this point in history, Z was supposedly being trained by Taiga?
Still, now that the timeline had been confirmed, there was no need for him to wait passively for events to unfold. Too many major incidents were about to occur in rapid succession.
Frankly speaking, Ultimate Lifeform Tartarus was someone Yuzhou had long wanted to confront.
After bidding farewell to Zoffy and Taro, Yuzhou left the Land of Light.
Just as he was about to depart completely, he suddenly halted in the vacuum of space.
Frequent temporal traversal had sharpened his sensitivity to time-space fluctuations.
Outside the Land of Light, the residual traces of a temporal wormhole were unmistakable.
"So Tartarus has already been here," Yuzhou murmured.
After a brief moment of thought, he landed on a drifting meteorite and released his suitcase.
Replicating the spatial-temporal waveforms he had sensed earlier, he began recalibrating the time machine.
Moments later, spiralling rings of white light expanded outward, forming a fully realized time-space portal.
Yuzhou stowed the suitcase, stepped forward without hesitation, and entered the vortex.
When he reappeared, he was still on a meteorite outside the Land of Light.
But the scenery had changed completely.
Countless alien invaders streaked across the sky, firing beams indiscriminately in every direction.
Ultramen fought back fiercely throughout space.
Monsters surged toward the emerald planet ahead, launching a full-scale invasion that plunged the Land of Light into chaos.
"This is the Land of Light… tens of thousands of years ago."
Yuzhou nodded. He had arrived at the correct era.
This was the age of the Ultra Great War—
the legendary conflict in which Alien Empera invaded the Land of Light.
"Tartarus should have arrived here before me," Yuzhou said quietly.
"Who knows where that golden bastard is hiding now."
What Yuzhou did know was this:
Tartarus had come to this parallel timeline for one purpose—
To take Belial.
To take him before corruption,
when Belial still yearned desperately for power.
"Let's take a look."
Explosions blossomed endlessly across the planet's pale-green surface.
Yuzhou found himself genuinely intrigued by this legendary war.
After all, this was a parallel universe.
No matter how recklessly he acted, it would not affect the future of his original world.
With a powerful kick, Yuzhou launched himself forward.
Several invading aliens noticed him and immediately mistook him for a defender of the Land of Light.
They rushed toward him, murderous intent blazing.
"Don't let that Ultra escape!"
"Kill him!"
"Die—!"
Yuzhou was flying so fast that he hadn't even noticed the pursuit until the shouting reached his ears.
He stopped abruptly and turned around.
A swarm of aliens was chasing him relentlessly, clearly intent on killing him.
"Are you blind?" Yuzhou said irritably.
"Since when did Ultramen have purple on their bodies?"
"Hmph! Who cares what you are—if we see you, you die!"
One of the aliens didn't bother arguing and fired a laser straight at Yuzhou.
"Fine," Yuzhou sighed.
"Then you don't get to live either."
He drew both arms back, then extended them outward—charging the Zeperion Ray.
The alien burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! This guy's weak—he needs charging time to fire a beam! By the time you're done, you'll already be—"
The laser struck Yuzhou directly.
Not even a spark appeared.
"…Already be what?" Yuzhou asked coldly.
Forming an L-shape with his arms, he unleashed the white Zeperion Ray.
BOOOOOOM—!!!
Not only the arrogant alien, but every invader pursuing Yuzhou was engulfed in the beam's path.
One explosion followed another, the shockwaves and light drawing countless eyes across the battlefield.
"Who is that?!"
"So strong!"
"Is he from the Red Tribe? Or the Silver Tribe?"
"No—he has purple markings!"
"How can an Ultra have so many colours?!"
"Whatever tribe he is… he's terrifyingly powerful!"
No one recognized Yuzhou.
Of course they didn't.
This was not the Land of Light of the future.
Meanwhile, the invading forces reached a unanimous conclusion.
"That one's dangerous."
"Leave him alone."
"No one engage him."
No invader was foolish enough to challenge an enemy they clearly couldn't defeat.
Seeing the Ultramen still struggling across space, Yuzhou didn't stand idle.
He released several light blades, detonating multiple monsters in quick succession, then flew straight toward the Land of Light.
Inside the Land of Light, smoke filled the skies.
Monsters rampaged freely across the surface.
Alien Empera had fully committed his forces—monsters and aliens alike—into a complete invasion.
Without hesitation, Yuzhou headed toward the Plasma Spark Tower.
Alien Empera despised light.
His hatred stemmed from the destruction of his homeworld—a star that, like the Land of Light, had once shone brilliantly.
The difference was that Empera had watched his entire race perish in darkness.
Thus, he became the Dark Emperor, and his greatest enemy was light itself.
Which meant the decisive battlefield could only be—
The Plasma Spark.
As Yuzhou arrived beneath the tower, the scene confirmed his expectations.
A younger Ken—the future Father of Ultra—and a youthful Belial were already locked in battle with Alien Empera.
Ken's horns were still small, not yet fully grown.
Belial remained in his original, uncorrupted form.
Yet even together, the two were overwhelmed within mere exchanges.
Belial was seized by the arm, wrenched behind his back, completely restrained.
"Still so arrogant?"
Alien Empera sneered.
"Since I have personally descended, this planet's future is already sealed."
With a brutal kick, he hurled Belial toward Ken.
Ken caught him and charged forward again without hesitation.
Belial, fearless in the face of death, prepared to fight to the very end.
