Swallowed Star: Lord of the Wolf

Deep within the desolate wilderness of the Eastern Extreme Region, the primordial energy of heaven and earth appears considerably more turbulent.

Xu Yang's clone sat cross-legged in the cultivation chamber of the Burning Flame Tribe with his eyes closed, his body exuding an almost tangible aura of destruction.

“Destruction is not just about annihilation…” Fragments of his original understanding of the Great Dao flowed through Xu Yang’s mind. “After annihilation, there is ‘nothingness,’ there is ‘the end,’ there is the beginning of ‘returning to the void.’”

Compared to barely glimpsing a trace of the Great Dao of the Origin of Life, it is more thorough and profound to understand the Great Dao of the Origin of Life, which can be directly and intuitively destroyed at any time.

He slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips devoid of light, yet seemingly drawing upon the very essence of the universe.

A wisp of pure, destructive divine power, like ink crystals extracted from nothingness, condensed at the fingertip. It was neither liquid nor solid, but rather like the void left after an "existence" had been forcibly stripped away.

"Congeal."

Whispering as the law commands.

That wisp of divine power suddenly collapsed, its density rising to an unbelievable level, ultimately transforming into a deep, abyss-like "drop of annihilation".

The surface of the water droplet was not smooth, but covered with tiny black holes and cracks that were constantly being created and destroyed. The imprint of the laws of chaos twisted and wailed on it, emanating an aura of annihilation that could freeze the soul of the eternal true god.

It was as if these were not tears of life, but the sigh of the universe before its death.

With a slight tremor of his fingertips, Xu Yang infused a wisp of pure destructive will into it.

"Om-"

It was as if a slumbering beast had been awakened inside the water droplet!
A desire to devour everything and end all things erupted suddenly. It was as if it was no longer a passive entity, but possessed a destructive "spirit" and "hunger".

Xu Yang's consciousness was perfectly integrated into it. This drop of annihilating black water became the most direct extension of his destructive will, as easy as using his own arm and fingers, inseparable from each other.

"The beginning of all things: Gathering!"

With a flick of his sleeves, he moved with an air of nonchalance.

In an instant, thousands of identical drops of annihilating black water floated in the void in front of Xu Yang.

The moment they appeared, the space began to collapse and decay silently. Without Xu Yang's deliberate manipulation, these water droplets, imbued with destructive spirituality, were like hyenas from the abyss that had smelled blood, frantically tearing at, devouring, and merging with each other.

"Swoosh—Boom!"

The fusion process was not gentle; it was accompanied by the annihilation and collapse of the spatial surface and the breaking of the laws.

Finally, a twisted and irregular "destructive ribbon" with edges constantly tearing through the void took shape.

Sometimes it condenses into a ferocious spear that pierces the starry sky, swallowing up all light wherever it goes, leaving behind a trail of absolute darkness; sometimes it transforms into a slowly swirling abyss vortex, mercilessly tearing apart and assimilating chaotic air currents into destructive power; and sometimes it is like a constantly expanding deathly black curtain, in which matter, energy, and even traces return to nothingness wherever it passes.

Each transformation of the ribbon caused violent tremors within the sealed chamber, leaving behind dark cracks that could not heal for a long time, like scars on this void.

Its pure destructive power is enough to make ordinary Chaos Rulers pale in fear.

"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. A single drop of dust becomes a trillion rivers." Xu Yang's mind was calm as he continued this seemingly endless process of condensation.

Ten thousand drops, one hundred thousand drops, one million drops... A silent "rain of destruction" began to fall from above.

Each drop of black water that falls further decays and annihilates the already damaged space, transforming it into a more fundamental stream of particles.

When the quantitative change accumulated to a staggering one hundred million drops, the second earth-shattering qualitative change arrived.

not good!

Xu Yang took a step forward and quietly left the Burning Flame Tribe's training chamber, heading towards the distant wilderness.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

“Crash!!!!”

It was not the sound of flowing water, but a mournful cry of a vast area being simultaneously annihilated.

A "Silent River of the Underworld" that stretches across the sky, with no beginning and no end, rushes forth!

The river water is not water in the true sense, but rather a manifestation of the purest chaotic laws, appearing as a viscous, constantly boiling black paste, with countless broken law runes and afterimages of the world floating on its surface.

Where the River Styx surges, space is like a fragile glass mirror, shattering and dissolving inch by inch.

The stable Origin Continent space seemed so vulnerable at this moment.

Xu Yang pointed his fingers like a knife, and a ray of destructive divine light, powerful enough to sever a small universe, slashed towards the center of the River Styx.

"Boom!!!"

A dull, resounding roar echoed, the surface of the Styx River sank violently and churned, countless black slurries burst open, yet flowed back and healed as if they possessed life.

The riverbed trembled incessantly, but its overall structure remained incredibly robust.

Xu Yang clearly sensed that he would need to use more than 50% of his Destruction God Power to completely tear it apart and return it to its original form.

"The power of this river is enough to rival the all-out attack of a newly promoted Chaos Overlord." A destructive rune flashed in Xu Yang's eyes.

But this is far from the end.

Like the most patient craftsman, he continuously transformed vast divine power into annihilating black water. Ten trillion drops, a hundred trillion drops… the moment the quantity surpassed "129.6 trillion," a number containing the ultimate cycle of the Great Dao—

“BOOM Boom Boom Boom!!!”

The space in this area completely collapsed. If it weren't for the cosmic phantom surrounding Xu Yang, which shielded him from harm, the entire land spanning hundreds of millions of miles would have been destroyed.

This vast, desolate Styx River roared with the power to shatter stars, then suddenly collapsed and condensed inward.

An immense burst of black light erupted, piercing away the chaos.

A giant axe, seemingly forged from the solidified concept of "the end," suddenly appeared!

The axe handle is as thick as mountains and rivers, and the blade extends for tens of thousands of miles. At its sharpest point, space is not cut open, but rather "disappears" directly, revealing a deep void!

The destructive ripples emanating naturally from the axe blade alone were enough to annihilate all remaining atmosphere, dust, and energy within light-years.

A change of world, a single thought can bring clear skies.

"Final Destruction Technique - Mark of Eternal Silence." Xu Yang's thoughts stirred slightly. The giant axe fell silently.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an extreme "black line" slicing through space and time. Where the axe blade passed, the laws of chaos were forcibly erased, the spatial structure was severed, leaving behind an absolute void rift that was bottomless and spanned across galaxies.

At the point where the destructive power is maintained, an unhealable annihilating energy churns at the edge of the rift, instantly assimilating any matter or energy that touches it into nothingness.

With a change of heart, heaven and earth are restored.

The giant axe instantly transformed into a vast, dark curtain that blotted out the sky.

Under the shroud of darkness, light was swallowed up, laws were frozen, time itself seemed to lose its meaning, and all existence irreversibly slid toward the final "nothingness".

This is "Returning to Nothingness," the ultimate manifestation of the "ending" and "assimilation" characteristics of the Great Dao of Destruction. However, Xu Yang's current understanding is only the surface of the Great Dao of Destruction, just the tip of the iceberg, and he cannot truly achieve "Returning to Nothingness."

"This is one of the ultimate forms of the 'River of Destruction'..." Xu Yang felt the surging destructive divine power within his body and the vast and boundless power of the Black Sea, a power capable of annihilating star fields. He understood even more clearly, "It is no longer a simple creation of energy, but a manifestation of a certain rule of the Great Dao of Destruction."

At this moment, the pure destructive power of this eternally silent black sea has reached the peak of the Chaos Realm!

The only drawback is that this is merely a single, isolated move created by Xu Yang, without precedence or follow-up. It is not yet worthy of being called a true peak of the Chaos Realm.

"Split! Myriad Transformations Return to Nothingness Formation!"

Xu Yang's will was like a net cast from the heavens, instantly splitting and reforming the vast and desolate Black Sea.

It transformed into a full five hundred surging, raging torrents of destruction.

Each torrent was condensed into a tangible substance, and as it changed shape, it finally settled into five hundred small "Eternal Silence Battle Axes" that exuded an aura of endless end!
"Slay the Ruins!"

Xu Yang's thoughts were like a thunderous decree.

Five hundred giant axes, stretching across the starry sky, simultaneously unleashed a terrifying killing move—Return to Nothingness—following an extremely mysterious trajectory.

It's not simply a matter of stacking five hundred slashes.

Five hundred axe beams intertwined and resonated, instantly forming a three-dimensional destruction matrix covering a range of tens of light-years.

The core of the matrix is ​​"nothingness"!
boom--! ! !
Xu Yang didn't dare to fully unleash his power, because that would cause too much damage to the earth! He just wanted to practice his moves 'secretly' and didn't really want to attract attention.

Therefore, after only sensing that the power of this move was close to that of a Chaos Overlord, a cosmic phantom flashed, concealing the fluctuations.

"Although it is not the ultimate path, this method is already a smooth road to heaven in the Chaos Realm." Xu Yang's thoughts stirred slightly, and the Eternal Silent Black Sea re-condensed, transforming into an inconspicuous black water stream that circled around his fingertips.

The raging power subsided, and the destructive edge was completely withdrawn.

Even if you do nothing else but continue to comprehend this, becoming a god-king is not a difficult task.

"I'm not quite at the peak of the Chaos Realm yet, but I'm much stronger than many veteran Chaos Realm cultivators." Xu Yang realized that even among the core disciples of ancient kingdoms, very few Chaos Realm cultivators could freely face the Great Dao of Origin during their Eternal True God era!

This is his advantage!

That's why, once he entered the Chaos Ruler realm, he was able to master several moves that were slightly weaker than those at the peak of the Chaos Realm, and even one move that was truly a Chaos Realm move!
As for the method of reincarnation, let's not mention it; every powerful individual who advances to the level of Chaos Ruler will comprehend it.

"Having the will of a Chaos Ruler when I was an Eternal True God was an advantage. But even after the baptism of my breakthrough, my will still hasn't reached the peak of the Chaos Realm... In this way, compared with those old Chaos Realm cultivators who have lived for countless years, it has become a disadvantage." Xu Yang assessed his own strength, neither arrogant nor self-deprecating.

Compared to enhancing their understanding of the fundamental Dao, improving their will is actually simpler for those veteran Chaos Realm cultivators. Therefore, throughout the entire Origin Continent, a peak Chaos Realm will is standard for Chaos Rulers.

"No matter what, I now have the strength to establish myself in this area. Even if Cangya and Yu'er come, they won't be without a place to stay."

A smile appeared on his face. Although his time on the Origin Continent wasn't exactly arduous, he had been constantly on edge.

The Eternal True God is not considered strong on the Origin Continent!

Especially someone like him, a free spirit with no powerful backing.

But the Chaos Rulers are different. There are only a handful of Chaos Rulers in the entire Origin Continent! Each one is a powerful figure worth winning over and paying attention to, and they have already jumped from the position of pawn to the position of player.

Even if there are even stronger players above!
However, due to the existence of the reincarnation technique, even a God-King level expert would find it extremely difficult to completely kill a Chaos Realm expert.

Only a God Emperor Realm expert can easily erase it, but God Emperor Realm experts are even rarer. Many of them are adventuring outside the cage. Who would bother to come and erase a Chaos Realm 'junior'?
Therefore, once you break through to the Chaos Realm, you can live a very comfortable life on the Origin Continent and be able to protect a region.

……

Deep within a dimensional interlayer on the continent of origin, where observation and access are difficult, lies a vast space that defies conventional measurement.

This is the sacred core of the Mother River of Life—the Mother River World.

At the heart of this space is not a star continent, but a vast river that stretches across the void, flowing with emerald light. It is not composed of water, but is formed from the purest and most primordial laws of life! The river flows ceaselessly, each drop of water seemingly containing the life cycle of a miniature universe, radiating a vast aura that nourishes all things and nurtures all life.

This is the embodiment of the Mother River of Life—the “Origin Mother River”.

The banks of the Mother River are not solid land, but rather a "soil of life" formed by the intertwined roots of countless enormous and uniquely shaped ancient trees. These roots come from a magnificent being that stands in the middle of the Mother River, seemingly supporting the entire sacred sky—a "divine tree" of unimaginable height.

Its trunk is like a pillar supporting the universe, and its branches and leaves extend endlessly. Each leaf shimmers with different life runes, absorbing chaotic energy from the depths of the void and feeding back to the mother river below.

Floating on the Mother River and among the branches of the sacred trees are magnificent palaces formed naturally from jade and ancient sacred trees.

These palace complexes are not inanimate objects; they seem to possess life, their surfaces flowing with emerald light, adorned with vines and spiritual flowers, and even swaying slightly with the breath of the Mother River.

At this moment, in a very important palace complex near the main trunk of the ancestral tree.

A stream of emerald light, condensed from the pure laws of life, disregarded the complex spatial structure of the sacred realm, traversed endless distances in an instant, and precisely shot into the tallest emerald palace in the center of the ancestral court, which seemed to be woven and intertwined by billions of vines.

Inside the hall, the space is vast, like a small world.

The dome is a flowing emerald galaxy, and the ground is a soft, living tundra.

Several figures sat cross-legged on the tundra, their auras obscure and profound, as if they were one with the entire Holy Realm. The least powerful among them was a senior Chaos Ruler, while two others possessed auras as deep and boundless as the abyss. Their mere existence caused the surrounding laws to distort and submit—they were projections of God-King level beings.

The emerald light from Thunder City fell into the hands of a handsome and gentle middle-aged man wearing a dark green star-patterned robe.

This person is none other than Qing Teng Hou—the Azure-Eyed Venerable's backer inside the River of Life, his father, a powerful peak Chaos Ruler!

Qing Teng Hou lightly touched the flowing light with his fingertips, and information from the Azure-Eyed Venerable instantly flooded into his mind. (End of this chapter)