Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast-Chapter 1892 - 707: Light-year Creature, Single-handedly Suppressing Demons

Chapter 1892: Chapter 707: Light-year Creature, Single-handedly Suppressing Demons

As Jack Clark and the Eternal Darkness Dragon departed, entering the Seventh Layer Battlefield, the overbearing, unparalleled, and terrifying pressure that filled the cosmos also dissipated.

Along with it faded the darkness that enveloped six layers of the ’universe,’ and Heaven and Earth regained their radiance.

For an instant, everyone felt as though Doomsday had passed, subconsciously exhaling a sigh of relief, their minds and bodies never feeling as unburdened as they did now.

But only the likes of the Skyflame Supreme and others knew that the true Great Calamity was just beginning.

Far away, gazing at the pathway piercing through layers of universes and the seven-colored light screen with a diameter exceeding ten trillion kilometers at the end of the pathway, everyone’s expressions were filled with solemnity and awe.

Their solemnity stemmed from the fact that the Immortal-level Nine Nether Monster had indeed been awakened.

And their awe was directed at Jack Clark, who, with just his Sixth Heavenly Realm cultivation, truly ascended above, joining forces with that terrifying Giant Beast to face the Nine Nether Monster.

This selfless ’heroic sacrifice’ astonished these powerful beings from various civilizations.

Though it was related to Jack Clark’s celestial combat strength, if placed in their shoes, they would have chosen to lead their races away from the Ancient Battlefield rather than venture into danger.

There was simply no other choice—the gap between the Sixth Heavenly Realm and the Immortal Realm was too vast.

Every breakthrough of a Primordial Creature into the Seventh Heavenly Realm was marked by a qualitative leap in power, and even though Jack Clark and that Giant Beast radiated an aura stronger than many Eternal Undying entities, it still felt insufficient to suppress.

Not even against the injured state of the Nine Nether Monster.

And battles at this level, once locked in stalemate, where neither side could dominate the other, could possibly drag on for hundreds, even thousands of years.

With this realization, the Blood Moon Supreme solemnly turned toward the two figures of the Blazing Heaven True Emperor, their towering forms stooping low in a deeply respectful bow. "The heroic spirit of the Supreme Divine Martial is beyond our reach."

"I believe that with the combined might of the Supreme Divine Martial and that Primordial Beast, they will undoubtedly be able to hold back that Nine Nether Monster."

"...Let us hope so." Blazing Heaven True Emperor lifted her gaze, staring at the glowing, colored light screen above the ’Firmament,’ her expression grave, her eyes tinged with faint puzzlement.

She did not understand why Jack Clark chose to take such a risk.

If the Nine Nether Monster were to invade below, let it. At worst, the Human Race could evacuate the Ancient Battlefield, and all of the strong men from Chaos Outside Heaven could retreat far from this Chaos Sea.

With Jack Clark’s unparalleled talent, time was on his side.

He merely needed to wait a few centuries, perhaps a few millennia, until his realm reached the Immortal Realm, or until he crossed into the Ninth Heavenly Realm, transforming into a Great Sun of Eternity illuminating all worlds across the heavens.

At that time, he could return alone, and with but a hand, suppress the Nine Nether Monster.

It was at this moment that the Void True Emperor, resembling a shapeless shadow of abstraction, slowly spoke, "Blazing Heaven, do not overthink it. Jack Clark naturally has his reasons for making this choice."

"Yet, as he entered the Seventh Layer Battlefield, from his back... I ’saw’ urgency."

Pausing briefly, the Void True Emperor continued.

"Urgency."

Blazing Heaven was taken aback. "With his growth—less than ten years to leap from being an ordinary lifeform to transcendent, to surpassing myth, and becoming the Primordial Supreme."

"And even after reaching Primordial Supreme, he still can cross realms to fight with that defiant strength."

"All things considered, I cannot fathom what could make him feel urgent. Is it lifespan? An existential enemy? Or does he feel he’s still not strong enough?"

The shadow lightly shook its head. "Do not ask me, for I do not know. Perhaps I was mistaken in my perception."

Yet could a Primordial Supreme deeply versed in the Void truly mistake their perception?

...

The Ancient Battlefield does not have nine layers—or rather, under the self-healing of supreme chaos, the entire Ancient Battlefield is merging, eventually reforming into ’shards’ for repair.

Thus, the Seventh Layer Battlefield, already fused into one entity, was incomparably vast, resembling a cosmic expanse devoid of sky, Earth, or light—a dark, icy universe.

Moreover, its capacity was unimaginably immense, sufficient to sustain Immortal-level beings, even those of Great Sun Eternity levels.

But today, the usually silent and pitch-dark Seventh Layer Universe had become bustling, while golden-white radiance of breathtaking brilliance permeated space-time, illuminating the starry void.

The power-pressure-laden golden-white light spread in all directions, clashing against the pervasive black-gray mist filling the dead starry void.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

In the instant these two forces made contact, it was akin to two universes colliding, unleashing earth-shattering rumbles that reverberated across hundreds of light-years, with dazzling light quaking throughout.

The golden-white radiance, embodying true, actualized Rule of Power, extended for a light-year, at the center of its luminous brilliance stood Jack Clark’s three-headed, eighteen-armed figure.

In his hands was a 30-billion-kilometer-long purple-golden War Halberd, coiled with dragon patterns, and emanating an imperceptible weight that resembled a colossal black hole, distorting all around it.

Yet at this moment, with his overwhelming aura akin to an absolute Monarch descending, Jack Clark’s expression was grim, his eyes locked forward.

Tens of light-years away, amidst the churning black-gray mist, an enormous terror, so vast it made one’s scalp tingle, faintly emerged, its diameter exceeding five light-years.

To put it into perspective, the distance across the Solar System, from its furthest boundary at Pluto, measures less than six billion kilometers.

One could only imagine the sheer immensity of this Nine Nether Monster.

And this enormity was not mere hollow scale—it was accompanied by ’substance’ of equal magnitude. Simply coiling there, it radiated an invisible power that compressed space-time.

Crushing everything, squeezing dimension after dimension into collapse, forming a domain of invincibility spanning tens of light-years around its surroundings.

Without the strength of the Eternal Undying Realm, one wouldn’t even qualify to penetrate that domain—let alone attack, let alone face that terrifying Nine Nether Monster directly.

At this level, notions of tactics such as massive groups fell away entirely.

Even if ten thousand Primordial Stars strong men joined forces, the power they generated would merely be akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot, incapable of disturbing even a strand of its being.

Small wonder those who had broken into the Seventh and Eighth Heavenly Realm, some of them Primordial Beings, remained elusive across millennia—the two sides were simply not on the same plane.