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Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1843 - 679: The Endless Great War, The Sealed Existence
Chapter 1843: Chapter 679: The Endless Great War, The Sealed Existence
The Black-red Colossal Beast, measuring ten thousand kilometers long and surrounded by a spectrum of radiant lights, soared into the sky, causing a powerful fluctuation of strength. In an instant, the Heavenly Energy within a radius of several billion kilometers erupted.
From afar, it resembled a multicolored star traversing the horizon, its dazzling brilliance and terrifying aura causing countless beasts to tremble on their limbs and kneel to the ground.
At this moment, aside from a few True Spirit Level beasts and different races’ strong men, all living beings were unable to lift their heads or gaze directly under the imposing pressure of that Primordial ascension.
"That Primordial Beast has finally left."
"What a terrifying aura, is this the power of the Primordial..."
Under the illumination of starlight, a few beasts and different races, radiating the air of the Primordial, watched with solemn expressions and horror as the multicolored star flew higher and higher.
Meanwhile, in the Void Heaven Dragon Race’s world, located between the mythical world’s Boundary Wall and the Chaos, the Purple Proliferation Dragon, as large as a Star System, slightly bowed its head, its enormous vertical pupils revealing a faint astonishment.
It seemed that the Terminal Emperor Dragon’s speed of breaking through the Primordial was a bit too fast.
It truly was its descendant. Mistakingly believing that the Terminal Emperor Dragon was a descendant of the mythical world, the Silver Divine Dragon felt emotions stirring within.
Just as the Terminal Emperor Dragon ascended millions of kilometers in the blink of an eye, about to tear through the mythical world’s Firmament into the Chaos Outside Heaven,
Boom!
The will of the Terminal Emperor Dragon shook tremendously, and a terrifying will from the depths of the mythical world appeared, a mere wisp of it making the dragon feel it could not bear it.
Amidst the vague will, the Terminal Emperor Dragon faintly saw a giant shadow of a Black Colossus, too vast to describe, slightly opening its mouth towards it.
Instantly, the will of the Terminal Emperor Dragon shook again, and a tremendous influx of information entered its mind, transforming into a directional map of the Chaos Void.
The map radiated out in a fan-shaped pattern deep into the Chao Sea, centered around the flickering node of the mythical world.
There was also a will carrying a faint warmth, instructing the Terminal Emperor Dragon to collect ’its’ fragments in that area and bring them back for a substantial reward of Eternal Air.
Besides, tearing and slaying those Primordial subordinates under the Abyssal Chaos King would also yield rewards from ’it’.
This is an eternal war that has continued for a million years, and this war is still not over.
When the mythical world ’awakens’ or when the Abyssal Chaos King returns, both sides will again ignite the eternal war, never ceasing until one side is utterly fallen.
Once that vague will receded, the gaze of the Terminal Emperor Dragon also returned to clarity, its eyes flickering with black and blood-colored lightning, revealing a faint surprise.
"There’s actually a map."
But this is normal, the Chaos Void is so vast, without a map, how would those Primordial Beasts locate and find those World Fragments shattered in the eternal war?
Also, within that information, the Terminal Emperor Dragon saw the true ’purpose’ of the Eternal Air, which is an indestructible will.
When life breaks through to the Seventh Primal Heaven Realm, the True Body will exist eternally, undying even if the Soul Will is worn down, shining gloriously forever.
And reaching the Eighth Primal Heaven Realm means an immortal will, an endless cycle of rebirth.
At this state, it’s practically immortal; even a presence from the Ninth Primal Heaven Realm cannot annihilate it, only suppress and seal it.
Even for those at the Eternal Level, to erase a Primordial Beast from the Eighth Heaven Realm would take a monumental price, completely obliterating mutually synchronized Eternal Will.
Including that eternally existing True Body, it too would require the consumption of an equivalent Eternal Origin to erode it.
As long as the eternal True Body exists, after hundreds of millions of years, the Primordial Beast might suddenly return and resurrect.
This is also why creatures like the Purple Glow Divine Dragon value the Eternal Air so much.
It not only enhances cultivation and strength, but most importantly, it allows the will to be tainted with the undying trait so that there is hope for resurrection even if slain by a True Emperor Level Ferocious Beast.
Of course, if unlucky enough to encounter an Undying Giant Beast from the Seventh Heaven Realm, one would still die.
Although the temptation of Eternal Air is great, for the Terminal Emperor Dragon at present, those batches of World Origin are more important.
Roar!
The Terminal Emperor Dragon, spanning ten thousand kilometers, tears through the Boundary Wall, howls to the sky, and turns to look at the Silver Divine Dragon encircling the Void Heavenly Dragon World, letting out a low growl.
"Purple Proliferation Supreme, I entrust Miss Joseline to your care, as I have matters that require my departure."
...The Silver Divine Dragon pauses and then slowly nods, watching as the grim and vast Black-red Colossal Beast rips through space-time and disappears.
And just as the Terminal Emperor Dragon follows the connection with Jack Clark, tearing through space-time, rushing towards the coordinates of the Chaos in Cecil’s Great World—
In the Evil God Palace underneath the ninety-ninth level labyrinth of Cecil’s Great World, Boroedo sits high on his rugged throne, looking at the uninvited guests below.
In the palace, surrounded by dense Black Demonic Qi, with bat wings sprouting from his back, the demon respectfully speaks: "Selos, meeting the two revered Hell Envoys."
Boroedo slightly bows his head, cold gaze in his three pairs of narrow white eyes: "An Abyssal creature dares to appear before us, aren’t you afraid of death?"
"Or do you think we can’t see that your true body is an Abyssal Great Demon?"
Only the early-Myth Abyssal Demon smiles slightly, appearing somewhat fierce and eerie.
"Naturally, I fear death, but currently, all of us are suppressed by this world; shouldn’t we cooperate to find a way to escape first?"
"Cooperate? Do you have a way to leave here?" In the dark corner, merged with the shadows, Mpolak’s voice is deep.
The Abyssal Demon’s tone is calm: "I have been suppressed in this world for tens of thousands of years, invaded the surface three times, killed countless Valkyries and warriors, and was called the Ancient Demon by people of the surface world."
"By raiding the surface and plundering books and documents, I finally figured out the truth of this world."
"Invading the surface and leaving through the Boundary Wall outside the surface is actually a deception; the real way out is deep in the world, right under our feet."
"Under our feet, are you sure you’re not mistaken?" Boroedo narrows his three pairs of narrow eyes slightly.
The demon nods affirmatively: "Indeed, beneath our feet."
"As suppressed Evil Gods, the deeper we go underground, into the depths of this world, the stronger the suppressive force we encounter, and the faster our strength dissipates."
"The reason is that there’s an incredibly powerful ancient being suppressed in the depths of this world."
"The will of this world does not want us to approach there, yet wants to extract our power, utilizing our ability to absorb power from the Supreme Plane to suppress that ancient being."
"Unfortunately, when I discovered this secret, it was too late, only one-tenth of my power remained, making it impossible for me to reach the deepest part of the world and break the seal."
"Therefore, I have been waiting for an opportunity to break the seal. By then, not only can we escape, but we might even completely destroy this world and plunder a great amount of World Origin."
"How about it?"