Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1881 - 701

Chapter 701: Eternal Pressure, Chaos-Level Civilization

The crumbling Chaotic Void Blood Sea churned, resembling light belts stretching tens of billions of kilometers. They coiled around the ten-million-kilometer-wide red Great Sun that was "rising."

In merely a blink, the Hell Sea of Blood and the Great Sun disappeared, entering the "upper" ancient battlefield of the Chaos Cosmos.

Instantly, this segment of chaos descended into absolute silence.

Observing the roaring murky currents around them and the two black holes—one large, one small—that practically obstructed their view, one of the Alien True Emperors spoke solemnly.

"The heavens... are about to change."

The other three Alien True Emperors slightly nodded, their faces, shrouded in the mists of space-time, filled with grave expressions.

At this moment, whether Darren Callum—the enigmatic figure possibly Human—was the long-lost Henry, no longer mattered. What mattered was the power Darren Callum wielded had entirely transcended into the Seventh Heavenly Realm.

Beyond that, the black-red Colossal Beast Darren Callum had summoned displayed an unfathomably terrifying devouring talent. With a single gulp, it had consumed a Primordial Emperor.

Not merely in the present, but across the past and future, erasing all traces of existence—including the Primordial Rules mastered by the Emperor.

And this was what filled them with the deepest dread.

Primordial-level beings rarely died, let alone once ascending to the rank of Primordial True Emperor, where they could occupy the past, gather the future, and resurrect even if their True Body was obliterated.

Yet, all of this crumbled before the terrifying beast’s monumental appetite.

As long as one couldn’t escape the black hole’s devouring talent or evade the lock of space-time, even a Primordial Supreme of the Sixth Heavenly Realm could end up devoured and suppressed.

Followed by being slowly ground into oblivion and refined amidst despair.

This black-red Colossal Beast’s existence represented an existential threat to all beings at the Primordial Level.

Under normal conditions, if any beast with such talent broke through to the Primordial level and appeared nearby the ancient battlefield, all the Primordial-level powerhouses of various civilizations would join forces to annihilate it at all costs.

However, such thoughts now only lingered as fleeting hopes buried deep in their hearts.

In mere seconds, it had domineeringly suppressed and devoured two Primordial Emperors with such frightening strength that even if the top powerhouses from the nine Peak Civilizations on the ancient battlefield united, it would at most result in mutual destruction. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Let alone now, when one of those nine Peak Civilizations—the Human Race—seemed allied with this terrifying beast.

"Honorable ones, let us part ways here. Farewell." The four Alien True Emperors bowed to each other and then vanished in four separate directions.

They sought "quiet" places to employ their tribal Secret Skills, sending news back to their clans about Darren Callum’s transcending to the Sixth Heavenly Realm and about the beast.

At the same time, they warned their powerhouses against intervening in the incoming Civilization Great War between the Human Race and the Golden Eternity Race as well as the Youtian War God Clan.

For over 30,000 years, after the Human Race infiltrated the ancient battlefield, chaos engulfed the realm for millennia until Henry disappeared and the Humans retreated into dormancy, barely maintaining a fragile balance among the clans.

Now, amidst this fragile equilibrium, the Humans reignited a Civilization War, their strength unprecedentedly powerful after Darren Callum’s exit from closed-door cultivation.

Should other Peak Civilizations—for example, their tribe’s Supreme—attempt to bolster the weaker side like the Golden Tribe against the Humans for balance, disastrous consequences would follow.

That human and beast are too frightful, nearly invincible across the ancient battlefield.

This time, if other Peak Civilizations dared meddle, they would instantly become targets of war.

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The Chaos Cosmos where Chaos Emperor City resided was said to be the lowest layer of the ancient battlefield, yet it lay "immeasurably distant" from the true ancient battlefield.

The true ancient battlefield was a realm where only beings of ancient grades could survive, True Spirit-level beings barely counted as experts, and Primordial-level powerhouses could dominate regions.

Here, even Chaos Seas fragmented into countless pieces, Chaos Rules descended into disarray, and the environment teemed with various zones of death.

Before Jack Clark’s return, following the Blazing Heaven True Emperor’s orders, the Civilization Great War between the Humans and the Youtian War God Clan suddenly broke out, shaking every civilization.

As the Peak Civilizations’ and Top-tier Civilizations’ powerhouses were alarmed, gazing across vast spans of space-time toward the two clashing tribes.

At one of the Human Territory zones within the ancient battlefield, the Tian Hong Emperor City—under the command of the Reincarnation True Emperor—rested upon an expansive continent stretching tens of millions of kilometers, encircled by raging waves of chaotic air currents.

From a distance, it resembled a murky ocean, or perhaps it was an ocean made of liquefied Chaos Qi.

Boundless and limitless, this zone brimmed with astonishingly abundant resources, cultivating a vast array of God-level and Rule-level Heaven and Earth Treasures.

Thus, it also marked one of the supreme Chaos Energy "leakage points," with the Reincarnation True Emperor stationed there to refine the supreme Chaos Energy within the liquefied Chaos Qi.

The core battleground among Peak and Top-tier Civilizations on the ancient battlefield revolved around these supreme Chaos Nodes.

Supreme Chaos Energy resembled Eternal Qi—yet one was innate, the other acquired—and it greatly accelerated a Primordial-level powerhouse’s cultivation, aiding them in consolidating their Space-Time True Body and Indestructible True Body.

At this moment, thousands of Ancient-grade beings and hundreds of True Spirit-level powerhouses stood tall at Tian Hong Emperor City, their expressions all terrified as their gazes fixed upon the heavens.

Three towering figures stood aloft—two of them immense, and particularly, the black-red Colossal Beast emitted an aura so horrifying that its mere arrival had shaken the entire ancient battlefield.

The shadow of its immense body cast darkness over Tian Hong Emperor City and the surrounding continent.

Meanwhile, before Jack Clark and the Doomsday Emperor Dragon arrived at the ancient battlefield, a colossal Reincarnation light wheel, formed from intertwining silver and black hues, suspended across the void, with a diameter of a million kilometers.

In the center of the upright Reincarnation light wheel, a youth, wearing a white Imperial Crown and draped in an ornate silver Imperial Robe, stood with his hands behind his back. His face bore a faintly awestruck look as he gazed at Jack Clark and the Doomsday Emperor Dragon.

The Reincarnation True Emperor softly murmured, "If I hadn’t witnessed it myself, even I would struggle to imagine our Human Race could produce a God-level prodigy as monstrous as you."

Because Jack Clark returned so swiftly, subduing Siegmund’s two Emperors with unstoppable force.

Thus, the Human Divine Realm powerhouses in Tian Hong Emperor City hadn’t yet had time to assemble—let alone venture to the Chaos boundaries to attack the Youtian War God Clan’s "territory."

Jack Clark shook his head lightly, his tone polite: "You overestimate me, Senior. The only reason my cultivation advanced so greatly this time is due to the gifts left behind by Senior Henry."

"Otherwise, even with dedicated closed-door cultivation, I could at best achieve a breakthrough to the Primordial level this time."

Though Jack Clark’s cultivation now surpassed these Senior Human powerhouses, he still maintained an attitude of deep respect.

For instance, even though he had never met the Reincarnation True Emperor before, Jack Clark had benefited from his gifts, including the Space-Time Reincarnation Divine Power inherited from him.

However, neither the Reincarnation True Emperor nor Blazing Heaven True Emperor took Jack Clark’s humility seriously.

They understood well that ascending from the late stages of the True Spirit Level to the Sixth Heavenly Realm of Primordial in "six years" defied common reason—a feat unachievable merely by resources.

Otherwise, with the nine Peak Civilizations and thirty-six Top-tier Civilizations on the ancient battlefield, only twelve Sixth Heavenly Realm powerhouses had emerged over the course of a million years.

The Reincarnation True Emperor’s gaze then shifted to the colossal Doomsday Emperor Dragon, his tone solemn: "As for you, Dragon Palace King, I deeply appreciate your assistance."

"Regardless of the result of today’s battle, you are an eternal ally of our Human Race. Should you ever need assistance in the future, do not hesitate to ask."

The massive black-red Colossal Beast slowly opened its mouth, revealing rows of sharp, menacingly enormous teeth. A deep and majestic growl echoed across the heavens and earth.

"Reincarnation Master, there’s no need for courtesy. I intervened this time solely due to a promise made with Jack Clark in the past."

During the brief journey toward the ancient battlefield, Jack Clark and the Blazing Heaven True Emperor had provided explanations for his breakthrough and his "relationship" with the Doomsday Emperor Dragon.

The excuses were consistent with those given to the Primordial True Emperors and others following the decisive battle with the Purgatory Demon Clan.

Meanwhile, atop the Doomsday Emperor Dragon, a silver Giant Dragon—spanning a million meters—stood beneath a massive dragon horn, its expression filled with excitement as it looked around.

The scene of the Doomsday Emperor Dragon devouring two Primordial Emperors with a mere gulp left the Silver Giant Dragon’s blood boiling, its spirit still in an exhilarated state.

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As the conversation unfolded over several brief moments, an aura began descending from beyond space-time.

Far in the distance, billions of kilometers away, a pitch-black fissure—stretching a million kilometers—manifested, as if the heavens and earth were severed by a sharp sword, leaving behind a smooth, clean cut.

From the rift strode forth a youth clad in white, surrounded by an incredibly sharp Sword Intent. The Sword Intent projected towering illusions, penetrating the heavens and earth.

Blazing Heaven True Emperor’s expression softened into a faint smile: "Ancestor Sword, you’ve arrived."

"Upon receiving your message, I came immediately." The white-clad youth turned to look at Jack Clark, his face betraying an involuntary sense of awe.

"So this is the most dazzling genius of our lineage, God-level prodigy. Truly a hero among youths, gifted beyond measure."

The expressions of Blazing Heaven True Emperor and Reincarnation True Emperor twitched involuntarily. Hero among youths? Gifted beyond measure? These were words used to describe a Primordial Supreme?

In that moment, a deep voice resonated from the outer heavens.

"Ancestor Sword, if you don’t know how to praise others, then refrain from trying—otherwise, you’ll expose your rough warrior persona."

From millions of kilometers away, the space shattered as a colossal figure measuring over a million kilometers tall appeared, carrying nine enormous Divine Weapons upon its back.

Instantly, a bursting, overbearing, and ferocious aura pervaded the heavens, causing the Ancient-grade and True Spirit powerhouses below to gasp for breath.

As the towering figure’s stride moved forward, the surrounding space-time trembled layer by layer, emanating rings of white ripples that spread to all sides, seemingly unable to endure his existence.

"Eternal, you’ve come as well."

Observing the descending Eternal True Emperor, the Reincarnation True Emperor’s expression turned serious: "Time is of the essence. Next, we will split into two forces—you, Eternal, and Ancestor Sword will engage the Golden Tribe’s Eternal Heavenly Gods."

"God Martial, Blazing Heaven, as well as you, Dragon Palace King—the Youtian Clan’s Domain Lords will be your battlefield."

"Remember, our top priority is eliminating True Emperor-level entities and then Primordial-level powerhouses; anything below that—civilizations or clans—if feasible to destroy, do so swiftly, but avoid wasting time."

"As for Lu Tian and Xu Tian, they have already led other Emperor City powerhouses back to the Divine Realm, stationed around the periphery, preparing for contingencies."

"Their focus is to guard against desperate counterattacks from both clans or interference from other Peak Civilizations, disrupting our Human Race’s path to ascension."

The contingent’s expressions grew somber as they nodded their agreement.

In civilizations at war, if the factions maintained an equilibrium of power, the battles would appear orderly—king against king, general against general—it could span thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

But when high-tier forces became imbalanced, as in this incidence, the war grew exceptionally brutal.

Should the Human Race annihilate all Primordial-level fighters or higher within the two clans, the remaining "ordinary" tribes and civilizations would also face total obliteration.

Billions of beings from both clans would be exterminated, forming seas of blood as far as the eye could see.

Conversely, if desperation overtook the Youtian War God Clan or Golden Eternity Race, their elite fighters could launch frenzied offensives against the Human Race’s rear territories, causing catastrophic casualties.

A True Emperor-level powerhouse’s single strike could obliterate an Emperor City lacking a similar-grade guardian.

If they ripped apart the Divine Realm, the ensuing destruction would potentially kill billions of Humans inside. Such outcomes were scenarios the Reincarnation True Emperor and his allies wished to avoid.

Thus, when Blazing Heaven True Emperor had conveyed Jack Clark’s "plans," precautions had been established without delay.

"Hahahaha! Finally, I can let loose again!" The Eternal True Emperor laughed wildly, and the nine Creation Divine Weapons on his back quivered, emitting bloodthirsty hums of longing.

Ancestor Sword True Emperor’s body radiated an intense murderous aura that nearly condensed into tangible form. His pupils transformed into the shapes of swords, his gaze sharp enough to pierce through everything.

"Those Eternal Heavenly Gods of the Golden Tribe, scheming to assassinate God Martial behind the scenes—today, let us settle this score with them."

Boom!

The Reincarnation True Emperor’s light wheel began spinning behind him. A burst of Time Power exploded, forming a massive silver vortex that fractured space-time, creating a silver Hollow.

On the other side of the space-time Hollow was an infinite murky ocean, within which a radiant golden Star was suspended.

Sensitive to the might of Reincarnation True Emperor and his allies, the Star—spanning a diameter of ten million kilometers—quivered, and beams of golden light unleashing True Spirit and three Primordial-level auras shot skyward.

While Reincarnation True Emperor carved open the Space-Time Channel toward the Golden Eternity Empire City.

Jack Clark and the Doomsday Emperor Dragon, guided by Blazing Heaven True Emperor, descended into the Youtian Dark Realm.