Swallowed Star: Lord of the Wolf

Yuji Realm.

Unlike the fierce and domineering Cangya Peak, Yu Ji's cultivation ground is a vast and boundless star labyrinth. Countless stars are arranged and move according to profound spatial formations, forming natural spatial barriers and traps. Yu Ji sits cross-legged on a miniature neutron star at the core of the labyrinth, surrounded by distorted spatial ripples, cultivating the Secret Rune School.

“Father.” Yu Ji opened her eyes and saw Xu Yang’s incarnation. She quickly got up with joy.

She possessed an ethereal aura, with deep eyes that seemed to contain galaxies. Her affinity for time and space reached an unbelievable level. Her true realm had already stepped into the level of a true god, and all that remained was the final breakthrough.

This was not a problem for her at all.

In reality, it was Xu Yang who had been suppressing Yu Ji, preventing her from breaking through. As a perfect divine body himself, and with Cang Ya and Yu Ji receiving his constant personal guidance, he didn't expect them to become perfect divine bodies as well, but he still tried his best to help them achieve infinite divine bodies.

"How well have you come to understand?" Xu Yang asked with a smile.

"Your daughter is dull-witted. Although I can set up this 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Array,' I am still far from the realm that Father spoke of, 'A world can be formed with a single thought, and the void can be as large as the palm of one's hand.'" Yu Ji said with some shame.

"Don't underestimate yourself." Xu Yang waved his hand. "Your talent is no less than Cang Ya's. He can reach the third level, and so can you."

His gaze swept across this star field labyrinth, instantly discerning all spatial nodes and their operational rules. This was the cultivation method he taught Yu Ji, which magnified the subtle aspects of the body and manifested them externally, often revealing more minute flaws.

"Your shortcoming lies in having more 'emptiness' than 'substance,'" Xu Yang's avatar pointed out. "The Way of Secret Runes is characterized by its unpredictability, but its true essence lies in condensing the infinite into a single point, ultimately sublimating it. Look—"

Xu Yang, in his avatar, extended his right hand and made a grasping motion towards a distant, rapidly moving star.

hum!
The vast and boundless spatial power instantly collapsed and condensed. The enormous star, along with the space surrounding it for billions of miles, seemed to have been forcibly "picked" out of the cosmic background by an invisible hand, compressed into a fist-sized sphere of light that emitted dazzling light and terrifying spatial pressure.

Inside the photosphere, the star's matter is compressed violently, and spatial turbulence cuts through it like billions of sharp blades.

Its explosive power is enough to severely injure or even annihilate ordinary eternal true gods!
It was just an ordinary star that even immortal gods could manipulate and play with, but in Xu Yang's hands it became a powerful weapon capable of killing an eternal true god... The reason for this was the difference in their understanding of the level of power!
In Xu Yang's previous life, even in low-level martial arts novels, there were imperial guards who could kill people from a hundred paces away by plucking leaves and flying flowers. How much more so in this vast and powerful world he is in now?
The same flower, viewed by people of different levels of understanding, can be seen as either a flower or something else entirely...

As the possessor of a perfect divine body, Xu Yang naturally mastered every single bit of power!
Yu Ji was deeply moved by what she saw, and her understanding seemed to have deepened as well.

"This is just a glimpse of 'Universe in the Palm of Your Hand.' The Way of Secret Runes requires not only the ability to bear all things and lay down a vast net of laws, but also the ability to condense a single point and shatter the universe... You must find a balance between change and condensation." Xu Yang's avatar released his hand, and the compressed sphere of light silently dissipated, the star returned to its original position, as if nothing had happened.

Yu Ji's eyes shone brightly, and she bowed, saying, "Daughter understands, thank you for your guidance, Father!"

Xu Yang, in his avatar, smiled and patted her head: "Your senior brother Cangya is ready to break through, but your father used a little selfishness for your sake, asking him to wait for you. Don't slack off... When the time comes, the two of you will leave the Cosmic Sea together and venture into the cycle of reincarnation."

"Thank you, Father!" Yu Ji's eyes sparkled. Her greatest motivation was to go to that mysterious place where her father occasionally uttered a few words, to see her father there, and to see a more magnificent world!
The thought of this gave her a lot of motivation.

……

In Xu Yang's universe, the core of the current sacred land of the demon race is the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Demons.

A majestic altar, forged from the totems of billions of races known from the primordial universe, floats in the void.

At this moment, countless figures sat cross-legged in the vast starry sky surrounding the altar.

From newly emerging demon race members who have just entered the realm of cosmic venerables to powerful true gods and demons who dominate their respective regions, all the super strong individuals belonging to the demon race have gathered here.

They waited quietly, their eyes filled with immense awe and anticipation.

After a long while, a vast, majestic aura, like the descent of the will of the universe, enveloped the entire star field.

At the highest point of the altar, Xu Yang's divine power avatar slowly emerged.

He revealed his true form, but his face remained serene, and the opening and closing of his eyes seemed to contain the profound truths of the universe's birth and death. He simply stood there quietly, becoming the absolute core of this space-time, with all paths resonating around him!
"The time has come." Xu Yang's avatar's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated into the depths of the soul of every living being present, like the great Dao's voice.

The whole place was suddenly silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Xu Yang's avatar swept his gaze over the billions of powerful demons below, and he slowly spoke: "The path of cultivation lies in the Ten Great Laws. Whether you are a Universe Venerable or a True God, you must constantly study them..."

There were no extravagant displays of beauty, no golden lotuses springing from the ground.

His voice was calm and resonant, as if he were recounting the most basic truths of the universe. Yet, as he spoke, the entire star field's space, time, the five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, earth), light, wind, and thunder underwent mysterious changes.

In the void, invisible lines of law intertwined and manifested, transforming into dazzling bands of light visible to the naked eye…

With a flick of the wrist, the trajectories of the stars became crystal clear, revealing the mysteries of space and time...

The auras of countless powerful figures below involuntarily resonated with the Great Dao, emitting a hazy glow...

Even more remarkably, when Xu Yang recounted certain key points that resonated with him, the bottleneck within his body suddenly loosened, and his entire body erupted with the light and aura of a breakthrough!
The avatar of Xu Yang was not recounting the profound and abstruse Great Dao of the God King that he himself was currently cultivating.

Rather, it is the most fundamental laws of the universe, combined with the characteristics of the demon race's bloodline, common bottlenecks in cultivation, and methods of combat and killing. He explains things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, pointing directly to the core. With his high-level perspective, he seems to be able to see through the confusion in the hearts of every listener, and what he says always hits the nail on the head.

Just kidding, a Chaos Overlord personally preaching to a bunch of 'ants' whose highest level is only True God—this is a resource that even countless top clans on the Origin Continent would find hard to come by!

It is likely that only the core direct descendants of the two ancient kingdoms and the divine king family can receive such treatment at the very beginning of their lives.

"Roar!"

"Wow!"

"hiss……"

Every now and then, super strong individuals would excitedly let out roars or long cries in their true forms during their enlightenment, their aura rising steadily.

Each breakthrough brought forth a wave of envy and congratulations from those around them.

The grand sermon, held once every million epochs, is the greatest event in the demon race's camp and a breakthrough opportunity that countless powerful individuals dream of!

And all of this stems from the supreme cosmic ruler on the altar!
Xu Yang, in his avatar, gazed at the scene below where countless demons paid homage and Daoist energy surged, his heart remaining calm and undisturbed.

Protecting this universe and guiding the demon race forward was his own choice, and it was also his deepest bond with the primordial universe. He knew that most of these powerful demons were mediocre... but, if they were nurtured, one day they might give birth to true powerhouses who could dominate the Origin Continent, just like himself.

Just like Luo Feng in the original novel.

Planting melons doesn't guarantee a harvest, but not planting them guarantees no harvest.

The sermon lasted for an entire primordial cosmic year.

As the last Daoist chant fell, the space around the altar seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a wave of mental energy erupted like a tsunami!
"Thank you, Lord God, for spreading the word!!!"

Billions of powerful figures bowed in unison, their gratitude resounding throughout the galaxy.

Many demons experienced sudden enlightenment and breakthroughs during this sermon, and their future became clear.

Xu Yang nodded slightly, his figure slowly fading away and disappearing from the altar.

The lingering sound echoed, the Taoist charm continued.

The cultivation system of the Cosmic Sea is constantly being improved and advanced. One day, it may stand out from the three thousand Cosmic Seas and become a truly magnificent holy land that stands tall in the universe.

……

Cultivation knows no time, especially for someone at Xu Yang's level.

Even if his clone in the Eastern Region offended that Heavenly Fiend Great Sage, and his clone in the River of Life offended the Burning Sky Marquis, the revenge of a Chaos Ruler level is not something that can be done overnight.

Everyone has an endless lifespan; some have patience, some have methods. Perhaps an opportunity will come billions of years from now, and it won't be too late to kick someone when they're down then.

Therefore, neither the Great Sage of Heavenly Fiend nor the Marquis of Burning Heaven was in a hurry, nor was Xu Yang.

While Xu Yang was cultivating, his large order from the Thunder Merchant Guild proceeded without delay, with Jiu Wuye continuously monitoring the process. He only placed a deposit of 100 million cosmic sands, but the reputation of the Chaos Ruler prompted the Thunder City branch of the guild to operate at full capacity to mine ore for Xu Yang!
On the edge of Thunder City.

A massive, bottomless rift, like a scar on the earth, is the infamous Great Abyss. The edge of the rift is perpetually shrouded in bluish-purple malevolent energy and raging chaotic winds, a mere wisp of which is enough to erode the divine body of a true god.

Deep within the rift valley, there are distorted spatial turbulence, bizarre force fields that devour divine power, and terrifying pressure capable of tearing apart high-level eternal true gods.

This is the main production area of ​​the "Great Abyss Gold" that Xu Yang ordered. This ore contains strange chaotic lightning power, is exceptionally tough, and is deeply embedded in the rock strata of the core area of ​​the Great Abyss, making its mining extremely difficult.

At this moment, in the dangerous area near the core of the Great Abyss, the scene is completely different from its fearsome reputation—

The buzzing sound was deafening!
Mining motherships, stretching for thousands of miles and resembling ferocious steel behemoths, hovered above relatively stable void nodes. Their surfaces were covered in thick, arcane runes, connecting them to the surrounding void like blood vessels, firmly anchoring them in place!

Meanwhile, there are also some extended drilling arms, which are cast from high-purity chaotic metal. Their surfaces are engraved with densely packed reinforcing patterns, and their tips spray high-intensity energy streams that are enough to melt the core of a star, frantically gnawing at the hard rock layers.

Each mothership is surrounded by tens of thousands of Void God Miner Slaves.

Like a swarm of bees, they weaved through the temporary passages forcibly drilled by the drilling arm, wielding picks to peel off fragments of the dark gold and purple lightning-patterned Abyss Gold Ore, and then transported the ore back to the mothership's giant cargo hold like ants carrying food.

It's very lively here...

However, the true hellish scene lies deeper within those more dangerous and narrower fissures of the ore veins, beyond the reach of the drilling arms.

Dozens of figures, bound by thick energy chains that shimmered with eerie blue runes, struggled forward like livestock in the extremely harsh environment.

Their divine power was suppressed by the powerful binding runes on the chains, barely maintaining their divine bodies from being completely eroded by the surrounding spatial turbulence and chaotic poisonous miasma.

Everyone's face bore a deep weariness, numbness, and an undisguised sense of despair and humiliation.

They were the Eternal True God Miner Slaves, urgently transferred from the Thunder City branch of the Thunder Merchant Guild upon request from headquarters.

A middle-aged Eternal True God Miner, his body covered in wounds from spatial rifts, his divine light dimmed. He swung a specially made, extremely heavy pickaxe with all his might, each strike hitting the hard ore vein only sending up a few sparks, making his arm numb and the chains rattle.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with resentment: "I, 'True Lord Qingya,' was once a hegemon, a revered ancestor, and respected by countless races... Now I've become this beast of burden, mining! Origin Continent! Ancient Kingdom! Thunder Merchant Guild! I hate it!"

“Save your energy, Qingya.” Another gaunt old miner beside him replied in a hoarse voice. His movements were more practiced, but his efficiency was equally pitiful. “If we fall into the hands of the ancient kingdom, we’ll be lucky to survive. What difference is there between us and ants in the eyes of those high and mighty figures? Eternal True God? Hmph, just a higher-level miner.”

"Dig quickly, and stop whispering!" The icy, emotionless shout rang out through the chains around their necks, and at the same time, a strong electric current surged through their bodies.

Both True Monarch Qingya and the old mine slave screamed in agony, their divine bodies convulsing violently, their wounds reopening, and golden divine blood crackling with lightning flowing out. The electric current not only brought excruciating pain but also consumed the meager divine power they had been secretly trying to accumulate.

In the distance, an Eternal True God was also mining. An Eternal Miner, whose divine body had suddenly collapsed due to the corruption of the Blood Fiend Poison, let out a mournful wail.

Divine light emanated from his body, and his life force rapidly dissipated.

"Help...help me..." He stretched out his trembling hand and looked at his companions around him.

However, all that responded to him was a hasty retreat and a silent numbness.

No one dared to stop, and no one could help him.

Soon, his wails subsided, and his divine body turned into specks of light, completely devoured and annihilated by the raging abyssal energy. The chains binding him automatically fell off and were coldly retrieved.

The only trace of his existence is the few pieces of ore on the ground that hadn't been dug out yet.

This scene chilled the hearts of all the eternal God's miners who witnessed it. Here, the life of an eternal God was worth less than a piece of ore.

"See that? This is what happens when you're distracted!" The cold voice rang out again, carrying a cruel warning. "Speed ​​up! This batch of ore is for a distinguished guest. If you delay, your fate will be a hundred times worse!"

Upon hearing this, the fear in the eyes of the miners intensified.

This guild manager was notoriously ruthless. They could only grit their teeth, squeezing out the last of their divine power, mechanically repeating the digging motions, hoping to survive a little longer in this abyss of despair. (End of Chapter)