Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1877 - 698: The Invincible Giant Beast, Devouring the Supreme Hell_2

Chapter 1877: Chapter 698: The Invincible Giant Beast, Devouring the Supreme Hell_2

"Time to head back. Just as well, the Ancient Battlefield is a good testing ground. Haven’t they been persistently seeking me?" Jack Clark muttered, his blood-red eyes slowly opening at the center of his brow.

Within the blood-red eyes, a sinister disc emerged, surrounded by torrential blood light, hinting at ominous signs.

The strongest warrior of the Gloomy Heaven Clan shattered the protective force of the Reincarnation Divine Domain True Emperor, along with the double concealment of the Hidden Deity’s shrouding technique, instantly sensing Jack Clark’s true name upon uncovering it.

The strange phenomenon of Black Flames veiling layer after layer of Space-Time and engulfing endless dimensions assured Jack Clark at first glance that the prying force originated from the You Tian War God Clan.

There was no mistaking it; the energy signature of this clan was far too distinct.

Moreover, surrounding that manifestation of boundless Black Flames, faint traces of pure golden light permeated, clearly indicating assistance from other Supreme Experts.

In the end, however, the prying force was dispersed by the roar of a Giant Beast, preventing it from locking onto Jack Clark’s location or determining his Space-Time coordinates.

But this ’grudge’ was not something Jack Clark would simply let go.

Using Great Divine Power to lock onto one’s true name and search for coordinates inherently entails a vow of life or death. It’s a method reserved for deep-seated hatred.

Boom!

Bloodstains stretching across billions of kilometers descended, unleashing torrents of blood light that transformed into a Sea of Blood, submerging Jack Clark and disappearing deep into dimensional space amidst intense Space-Time ripples.

Watching the red glow disappear like a fleeting mirage, along with that terrifying human figure, the Silver Giant Dragon finally exhaled in relief.

"Roar! Tim Abott, that human has left."

The Doomsday Emperor Dragon slowly nodded, releasing a low growl from its nostrils that reverberated through the chaos with undaunted majesty: "Yes, he’s gone."

Now that Jack Clark, whose presence had exerted immense pressure on them, had departed, the Silver Giant Dragon’s mood lightened considerably. It roared inquisitively: "Tim Abott, where are we going now?"

"Should we go back to find May, or do we dive straight into the depths of chaos to hunt for some Primordial Beasts to ’eat’?"

At the mention of hunting Primordial Beasts for consumption, the Silver Giant Dragon’s tone grew excited, revealing the brutal savagery of a beast.

Of course, the feast of Primordial Beasts was reserved for the Doomsday Emperor Dragon.

The Silver Giant Dragon didn’t possess the stomach to digest the flesh and blood of creatures a Major Realm higher than itself, let alone convert it into energy for rapid Evolution.

Under the Silver Giant Dragon’s expectant gaze, the Doomsday Emperor Dragon subtly shook its colossal, ferocious dragon head, causing the surrounding Chaos Sea to quake with its overwhelming power.

"No rush. There’s one more battle to fight. Once it’s over, we’ll venture into the depths of the Chaos Void."

"Roar! Fighting! Great Sethia loves fighting most of all. Great Sethia demands rivers of blood!" the Silver Giant Dragon cheered.

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Under the power of the Supreme Hell Plane, Jack Clark shattered dimensions instantly, leaping toward the Chaos Emperor City.

However, within the brief moment of borrowing the Hell Plane’s energy for the leap, Jack Clark’s inner energy depleted at a terrifying rate, instantly consuming one-tenth of it.

No choice—while the Supreme Hell Plane could support the dimensional leap of a being at the Sixth Heavenly Realm Perfection stage, it wasn’t without considerable strain.

Thus, the cost had to be borne by Jack Clark, who was utilizing its power.

While immersed in the depths of dimensional space, surrounded by speeding streams of light, a sudden wave of immense power surged, accompanied by an unexpected summons. Jack Clark’s brows furrowed slightly.

"Alvaron? What could it want with me?"

Sensing the familiar fluctuations embedded in the call, Jack Clark didn’t reject it. Instantly, the surrounding aura of blood light distorted.

In a world bathed entirely in blood, where the sky, the Earth, even the ’air and energy’ turned crimson, Jack Clark’s towering figure—standing a million kilometers tall—descended.

A horrifying pressure unique to the Sixth Heavenly Realm exploded from Jack Clark’s body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

A mere trace of Jack Clark’s aura caused this blood-drenched world to quake, its rules to collapse layer by layer, and billions of kilometers of Earth to crumble and disintegrate.

Such fearsome might left the towering figure at the edge of the world—cloaked in a blood-red robe, crowned with a sinister crown, and standing a million kilometers tall—momentarily stunned.

Soon after, shock flashed through the eyes of this Lord of Hell, his voice trembling as he exclaimed: "Impossible! Darren Callum, your cultivation has reached the Sixth Heavenly Realm!!"

Amid the chaotic currents, Jack Clark, whose aura rivaled Alvaron’s, revealed a faint smile: "It’s been a long time, Lord of Alvaron."

"You aren’t mistaken. Through a twist of fate, my cultivation has managed to step into the Sixth Heavenly Realm."

Damn! Even Alvaron’s steadfast composure couldn’t suppress an expletive deep within his heart.

Earlier, sensing the fluctuations of Hell’s power, Alvaron had detected Jack Clark’s familiar aura, realizing it had reached Primordial Level. This in itself was somewhat surprising.

This prompted him to instinctively intervene and pull Jack Clark into his domain.

Alvaron had always held Jack Clark, this ’monster’ from the Eternal Great World, in high regard, closely observing his growth.

Jack Clark’s recent breakthrough into ’Primordial Level’ met the minimum threshold for establishing a layer of Hell, prompting Alvaron to see whether Jack Clark sought his assistance.

But to his utter disbelief, Jack Clark hadn’t merely broken through to Primordial Level—he had reached the same Sixth Heavenly Realm Perfection stage as him.

How was that possible!? Alvaron momentarily wondered if he was experiencing an illusion.

Only ten years had passed since the conclusion of the last Plane war—what miraculous opportunities could let a True Spirit Powerhouse navigate the six Major Realm levels of Primordial so rapidly?

Watching the baffled Alvaron, Jack Clark calmly spoke: "Lord of Alvaron, you abruptly summoned me here. What is the matter?"

"Hah! There is indeed a matter." Alvaron exhaled deeply, suppressing his inner shock as his tone turned solemn.

"Originally, I believed that even with Darren’s unparalleled talent, reaching this stage would demand at least ten millennia. It seems I underestimated your gift."

"Still, this is good; the plan can now proceed ahead of schedule."

Jack Clark’s eyes flickered slightly: "What plan?"

Alvaron did not hold back and divulged directly: "To slay a seventh-heaven-realm Lord of Hell and divide the Hell layer controlled by said lord."

"This plan has long been in preparation. The question is, Darren, do you dare to join me?"

Between the two figures, a ribbon-like strand of blood light emerged, seemingly containing a dreadful power, floating toward Jack Clark.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Jack Clark extended his right hand to seize the strand of blood.

Boom!

Suddenly, Jack Clark’s consciousness trembled slightly as a force imbued with eternal essence, capable of obliterating the Soul Will of a Pinnacle True Spirit, surged into his body.

This information unraveled in Jack Clark’s Sea of Consciousness, materializing as a fragmented blood-red ’universe.’